Agreement before marriage

"Assalamualaikum."

Dirga stopped talking when someone greeted him from outside. Aisyah just arrived, and when she saw her parents and grandfather, she was stunned for a moment before going inside to greet them.

"Hey, let's take a seat!" ordered Kiyai Ridwan.

Dirga took a sip of her saliva. Her esophagus was dry, and she didn't know what to say.

Kiyai Ridwan told Aisyah, who was already sitting in front of him, "Son, introduce this Dirga and this Furqan. They came here to preach to you."

Aisyah's forehead creased as she looked at her grandfather, her parents, Dirga, and Furqan all at the same time.

"Grandfather, our religion says that we can't have more than one husbanf. Well, I don't know why these two people want to ask me to marry them. You can't!"

The five people looked at each other for a moment, and then they all started laughing.

Kiyai Ridwan laughed so hard that he coughed up dry spit, and Aisyah lightly rubbed her grandfather's back many times.

"No, he means that Dirga wants to ask you to marry him, and Furqan is his friend," Mr. Imran said.

Aisyah just nodded and didn't say anything else.

"Son, what did Mom mean when she asked you just now why you're an adult but not married yet?

Mrs. Hafidzah was still interested in Dirga's status, which, based on her age, means she should be married and have a lot of kids.

"I'm married, ma'am. I came here to ask the children of Mr. and Mrs. if I could become their second wife "Dirga told him. I don't know where he got the guts to say "yes," but he did. Furqan, who had been sitting next to him since just now, even stared because he didn't expect Dirga's answer, which was very different from what they had agreed at the start, to hide Dirga's status.

Again, there was silence, and Kiyai Ridwan, Mr. Imran, and his wife all had confused looks on their faces.

Only Aisyah looked very angry at Dirga. The corners of her mouth were raised, and she seemed to be trying to scare the man sitting in front of her.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to say that. But because Dirga is married, it looks like we can't accept her offer." Mr. Imran finally said "no," but the way he said it hurt Dirga's ears and heart, even though it was said in a soft way.

Dirga didn't argue, he just nodded. Furqan put his hand on Dirga's thigh and gave his best friend strength. Even though he was sad, at least they had gotten there and didn't try to hide who they were.

"Then we'll excuse ourselves and go home first," Furqan said. He wanted to bring his best friend with him right away so he wouldn't feel embarrassed anymore.

"Wait!" When Aisyah spoke, everyone turned to look at her.

"Grandpa, Dad, isn't it true that religion gives us the chance to hear someone explain things?

I think it was very brave and honest of this uncle to come to me and ask me to marry him. So, if it's okay, I'd like to talk to this uncle one-on-one before I decide what to do. Isn't it my turn to get married? So, Father doesn't have the right to say who will be my husband." Again, Aisyah's words could make everyone in the room feel like they were in a dream.

"Okay, you guys can talk in the backyard, but not one-on-one, because we'll be watching from here." Kiyai Ridwan said, "Pak Imran took a deep breath and then nodded to Aisyah."

Aisyah stood up, and Furqan grabbed Dirga's hand. Dirga didn't know what was going on, so he looked at Furqan with confusion. The man gave a code by looking at Aisyah, and when Dirga saw Aisyah walk, he finally got it and stood up, too.

Braak!!

Dirga stood up quickly, and his knee hit the edge of the table. This was a pretty hard hit.

Dirga made a face and put his hands on his knees. Bu Hafidzah covered her mouth and tried not to laugh, and Aisyah was already laughing. But he stopped right away because he was afraid his grandfather and father would kill him.

Dirga followed Aisyah into the hut. Aisyah sat facing Dirga. The door between the living room and the backyard was left open. The lights in the hut were bright enough to see what was going on, but they couldn't hear what was going on. They talk to each other.

"Go ahead, Uncle Dirga. Tell me why you chose me to be your second wife," Aisyah asked him.

Dirga, who isn't ready to talk, just stays quiet. As a teacher, he has learned enough to be able to answer questions on the spot. But for some reason, he seemed to be dying of lice at this time.

"Uncle, speak up!"

Dirga blinked when he heard Aisyah's voice.

"Because I liked you from the first time I saw you," Dirga said, even though he hadn't looked at Aisyah since the first time they met.

"Have we ever met?" Aisyah asked, looking at Dirga with a confused look on her face.

Again, Dirga couldn't pay attention because he was watching Aisyah's small lips move as she spoke.

"uncle!"

Dirga said, "Yes, we have met. It was at the opening of your father's campus."

Aisyah didn't say anything. She tried to remember the person in front of her, but she couldn't.

"Ok, Fix I can't remember what uncle looks like, so why does uncle want to get married again?" asked Aisha. This time, Dirga was even less sure what to say.

"Hmm, I have no excuse." Dirga doesn't know why, so he wants to get married again. Should he say that his wife cares more about his career than him, or should he say that he wants kids because his wife won't have any because she's still busy taking care of other people?

"Hmm, why get married again if there's no reason to? Are you ready to go to hell if you can't treat all of his wives fairly?" When Aisyah asked, the girl in front of Dirga answered quickly and loudly, which surprised Dirga because he didn't think Aisyah could change her mind so quickly.

"It's not like that, but I can't say it in words. If you become my wife, I will tell you, but if you don't, I won't say anything because I don't want to bring shame to my home." This time, Dirga gave a strong and smooth answer.

At first glance, he can tell that Aisyah is an open-minded kind of woman, so she doesn't have to look bad.

"Hmm, but if you marry me, we have to make a prenuptial agreement, are you willing?" Aisha asked again.

"Can." Dirga quickly answered, and he agreed with this one thing.

Aisyah got out her phone and wrote down the rules on it. When she was done, she saved the information in the document file.

"Uncle, make a letter of agreement with the terms in MS Word. We'll sign it later with DocuSign in an email."

Dirga got it, so he took out his phone and started typing. He was done in a few minutes. After that, they started talking about each other's emails and sending the deals they wanted.

Dirga was shocked when she saw what Aisyah had written.

1. Letting himself keep studying at the engineering school, which was what he wanted.

2. Not putting limits on Aisyah's friends, because Aisyah knows what she can and can't do.

3. Giving birth based on what Aisyah wanted

4. Don't yell at or be mean to Aisyah.

5. If you are near Aisyah, don't smoke.

6. Not living with uncle's first wife at home.

7. The first wife shouldn't crush Aisyah.

8. When Aisyah remembers, the next condition will be met.

Dirga smiled and shook his head after reading everything. The girl in front of him seemed so innocent, so Dirga quickly signed the paper.

Aisyah is also reading from Dirga. The terms are short, clear, and to the point.

1. If the husband asks, do what you have to do to make him happy physically and spiritually. You can't say no, no matter when or where.

2. Keep the husband's good name by not being interested in genitalia or spending too much time with people of the opposite sex.

3. Do what your husband tells you to do and don't do what he tells you not to do.

"Tch!" Aisyah chuckled, and then she gave Dirga a snide look.

"Do all men just want to be followed, in their minds?"