A DEEP WOUND

Jealous

 

Reading a novel is one of my favorites. I'm up to a smile\-smile myself reading my favorite novel. While being fun\-funny read.

 

I was called by a friend. Said my mom was coming. How happy I am. I quickly woke up from the comfortable sitting.

When Ustaz Aris came out was waiting for me outside.

“Anti mom is coming,” said Ustaz Aris gave tauku.

“Where's Mom, ana?” my many.

“That, I'm anti-waiting,” said Ustaz Aris looking at my mother in the direction where Mom was sitting waiting for me.

I also immediately approached Mother who was smiling widely to see me from a distance. And I also returned a sweet smile from Mother, who was waiting to sit in front of the terrace near the cottage santriwati.

“Mother,” my scolded to greet Mother's hand.

“You healthy?” ask Mom to me.

“Alhamdulillah healthy, Buk. What about Mom?” ask me to go back and sit next to Mom. I met my mother again after a few months at the cottage.

Without me noticing. Ustaz Aris is gone. Which was behind me.

“Ustaz Aris where?” ask Mom to me.

“No idea, Buk. Looks like he was heading towards the santri lodge. Oh yeah, why don't you tell Manda if you want to come here?” I asked my mother who was staring at him.

“How do I tell you. Want on the phone too, I don't have your Ustazah mobile number.” I was told by Mom.

“Oh yes, Manda forgot,” I said again. "What are you wearing here?”

“Custom, use public transport. Here I bring you food, I want to ask you, Da.” I stroked my head gently. Very mellow.

“You do not have a holiday when you finish the semester later, next month 'will you be semester if not wrong. You ever tell me about Mom?” Mother asked me again.

“Yes, Buk. Manda's off, but not for long. Just for a minute,” I replied seeing Mom.

“Although just for a moment, if you have a holiday home, yes. Don't tell me you want to finish school here. Just home!" in a slightly irritated tone of voice Mother told Manda.

“Hehe, yes, Buk. I'm calm, God willing Manda came home kok.” I giggled at Mom's expression.

“How are things at home, everything is fine, right.” I ate a banana brought by Mom.

“Yaaa, thank you as always. Everything is good,” replied mother again.

"Thank God, then, Buk. I want to go to the fields, Buk."

"Why do you call the rice fields?"

"Yes, Buk. Keinget time is still at home. Manda often helps mom in the fields."

"Tomorrow. If you're on holiday, you're helping mom out in the rice fields, yeah."

"okay, Buk. I'll be calm, tomorrow if Manda comes home, she'll help."

Just an era more Mom sitting chatting let go of longing to meet me. Mom said goodbye to go home.

I who still want to be with Mom would not want to have to see her come home again. I still miss it and want to stay with my mom.

“Mother be careful on the road, yes,” I said that shook Mom's hand.

“Yes, you are also diligent here to learn it. Don't confess to the no-no,” said Mother again smiling to see me.

“Oh yes, Buk. May not, if Ustaz Aris tomorrow to home again.” Stammering, I told Mom. I actually hesitate to say it. But I don't want to have to say.

“Bby, but for what Ustaz Aris to home?” ask Mom with a curious face.

“Cuman want to play at home, Buk.”

 

Then I went home using public transport. How I wanted to go home with my mother, but because it was impossible to be allowed to go home. I could only hold the desire to go home.

 

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Time off I use to wash dirty clothes. In the pool at the boarding school, I washed clothes with one of the other sisters.

In the Ar-Rahman boarding house there are several ponds.

“Mandaaaaa!! Mandaaaa!” The screaming Salsa called out to me and approached me who was washing near the pool.

“Antum ngapain yell!!” I swung my mouth at Salsa.

“Neither, heee,” Salsa sat squatting near me who was washing.

“Terus,” I said again.

“Set what the hell, Da. Ana was just happy to see antum,” Salsa nudged me. Whether he was possessed so much that he smiled, he heard a meaningless grin.

“Antum don't jerk. Later if you fall into the pool can be berabe.” I still wash my clothes.

“Langsingan who told antum to wash clothes here, if you see the same Ustazah. In anuratin antum!” salsa spoke near my ear.

“Iiiihh, regular amtum only, wear by the way near the ear. Meningan antum just go there, just disturb people antum.” I was getting upset with my best friend.

“This, antum want cleanin where antum clothes?” salsa asked to pick up her pop loli candy in a shirt bag.

“In the bathroom,” replied I squeeze clothes.

“Oouhh. Oh yes, Manda. Ana met Ustaz Aris earlier.”

“Keep what the same relationship ana,” said I have finished washing clothes.

“Yeehh, ana 'will just want to tell antum. Take it easy, ana will not snatch the prospective husband antum.” Salsa stood up when she saw me who woke up because I had finished washing.

“Hahaha,” I chuckle at Salsa while holding a bucket containing clothes.

“Kok antum laughs anyway, what's funny?” Salsa is still sucking on her pop loli.

“Yeah, slender attitude antum like a kid. Who says also antum want to take Ustaz Aris from ana. If you want, just take it.” I left Salsa to go to the bathroom to clean my clothes.

“Wait a minute, ana has not finished speaking.”

“What else, antum want to do anyway, ama have to hurry now. Afraid of the bells in the sound class,” said I turned to look at Salsa.

“Heses, Ustaz Aris. Want to take antum out to see the wedding dress,” said Salsa with the peda told me.

“Hah,” Obviously I was surprised to hear the words Salsa. My steps stopped to the bathroom.

“What antum mean?” I asked with a shocked face.

“It just does not understand, antum want to be invited out to measure clothes or what. Ana don't understand? Like the language of the city child, dress fitting name.” Salsa is still sucking on her pop loli candy.

“Fitting shirt?” I asked to bother you myself.

“Mean her looking for antum."

“Hah, it turns out Ustaz Aris is seriously the same ana,” I said smile to myself.

I didn't expect that so soon.

“Yeehh, he's been serious about antum. But it's just insensitive antum!” obviously Salsa with her crumbly voice.

I also just giggled myself to hear the words of my best friend.