A DEEP WOUND

The Love of a Mother

The night is filled with stars in the sky. It was as if it were a decoration that night.

The crowd was heard from the santri and santriwati. Where all gather for the rapot division and the announcement of the champion.

“Vote one on behalf, Imanda Ramdhani from intensive class.” The host read out the announcement ahead.

With a happy face mixed with nervousness, I tried to eliminate my nervousness and shock.

Stepping forward to take the rapot and gift that will be given directly by Mudir. I've won champions before. But only champion two. My matchless gratitude. My value is increasing now. If you knew, he would be very happy to hear it.

It just so happened that Ustaz Aris was in the ranks of the men of\men while giving applause for me. I was very embarrassed, and only looked down when it was given an award by Mudir \(head of school\). I saw Ustaz Aris smiling wide at me.

My face may be flushed instantly at the man\-man who will be my future priest. That night I was so happy.

******

“Yeee, antum is great bat bat,” said Salsa hugged me tightly while in the room.

“Antum is also great, but the greatest is only Allah.” I smiled at Salsa who was standing near me.

“OK, okay. Ana tau, but still amazing antum can get a very satisfying value. Ana is not surprised that Ustaz Aris is crazy about a Manda.” Salsa started nudging her shoulders and teasingly glanced at me.

“Aahh, antum anything at all, this is all at the will of Allah.” I sat by the bed.

“Eehh, antum this. All the blessings of God, all the blessings of God. This is also thanks to the persistence and perseverance of antum, so the effort of antum learning is not in vain.” Salsa laid her body on my bed.

“Kok antum sleep here!” I pulled my best friend's hand.

“Later to move, or just antum who sleeps on the mattress ana.”

“Iiihh, this antum,” by putting on a face of jealousy, I slept on the Salsa mattress that was next to my mattress as well.

“Oh yes, when do we get home?” salsa asked me.

“No idea, maybe tomorrow,” I replied, “just went to sleep. If Ustaz Aris wants anterin tomorrow, yes just accept.”

"Hmmmmm. This antum, Manda oh Manda."

"Cock singing, anyway, antum. Sleep there!"

"Yes, princess. It's going to sleep too."

Morning is so bright. I started the morning by taking care of the clothes that will be brought home on vacation. That morning, Ustaz Aris was ready to take me back to North Lombok.

“Manda. Manda,” call Ustaz Aris from outside santriwati's room.

I heard Ustaz Aris calling me out quickly. And that day the sisters went home for the semester break.

Though Ustazah Nisa's room is close to santriwati's room. I was afraid that Ustazah Nisa would hear the voice of Ustaz Aris calling me. Although I often worry. However, Ustaz Aris had never felt as worried as me. In fact, all this time he was always mediocre even though many gossiped about us who were not-no.

“Ustaz, what's up?” I came out of the room to approach Ustaz Aris who was standing outside the santriwati room.

“We go home now, yes, anti is ready?” ask Ustaz Aris to me.

“Already, Ustaz. Salsa is also coming, yes,” I said telling Ustaz Aris again.

“Anti's home line will be the same Salsa different,” said Ustaz Aris put one of his hands in a pants pocket.

“She's coming because she wants a vacation at Manda's house, Ustaz. Ana woke him up first, antum just wait outside the cottage first. If it rises here, right, fear that someone sees it continues to cause slander.”

“Ya already, ana go first. Later wait for anti-salsa on the outside, not long, Dik.” Ustaz Aris then left me.

Hearing Ustaz Aris say the word Dik made me gap and fall silent. It was the first time he called me that. I'm a little doubtful. Did you hear wrong or not??

I then went back into the room. Salsa is still in deep sleep.

“Salsa, wake! wakeup!” I'm trying to take Salsa's hand.

“Hm, antum disturb only. Ana is still sleepy,” said Salsa while grumbling.

“Wake!! if antum does not wake up, ana stayin antum nih.” I stood up to pick up the bag that was full of clothes.

“I'm still sleepy,” in fact, Salsa is still reluctant to get out of her bed.

“Yes already, antum is alone here. Ana wants to go home!!”

Salsa was sleeping and did not want to get out of bed. I woke up hearing that I was leaving.

“We leave now?” salsa asked near me who was standing by her closet.

“Ngak. Tomorrow day after tomorrow. Yes, it is now!" I answered with an angry face.

“No need to take a shower, take an antum bag there. Later to sleep again on the car, Ustaz Aris has long been waiting for us outside.”

I opened the Salsa closet to put in the clothes that Salsa would bring.

“Already, that's all you bring. One more week also back here,” said Salsa took the bag that was in my hand.

Everything was ready, Salsa and I came out of the room to go home to be delivered by Ustaz Aris. Before leaving, Salsa and I first asked Ustazah Erin for permission.

When we're gonna hurry. Inadvertently we met and were greeted by Ustazah Nisa.

“Manda. Anti want to go home?” ask Ustazah Nisa who is standing before me.

“Iya, Zah.” With a big smile I answered Ustazah Nisa.

“Oouuhh, who's the same anti-return?” ask Ustazah Nisa with a curious face.

“Mmm, same Mom,” I replied quickly.

“Which anti mom? Why not ask to enter?” ask Ustazah Nisa who keeps asking me questions.

“Manda's mom is waiting outside, Zah. We're saying yes, Zah. Assalamu’alaikum,” by pulling my hand, Salsa invites me to quickly leave Ustazah Nisa.

Long enough Ustaz Aris waited outside, not long after me and Salsa came and opened the car door Ustaz Aris.

“Kok so long ago you guys?” ask Ustaz Aris to start driving his car.

“Afwan, Ustaz. Salsa used to be the same as her clothes. We were asked the same Ustazah Nisa,” I said I turned to look at Ustaz Aris who was driving.

“Nisa Foundation? He said what's the same anti?”

“Many, Ustaz. A lot of questions asked,” cetus Salsa who answered from behind.

“No, Ustaz. He was just,” I said again.

"Eat him what does anti?” ustaz Aris said again.

“Mm, he asks who we're going home with."

“Keep anti-answer what?”

“Say that Mother who has picked up and waited outside,” replied me again.

“Keep, he said gini again, Ustaz. Why wasn't his mother invited in? With that soft-lemes voice, Ustaz.” Salsa begins to open the chocolate that will be eaten.

“Hee, I think he knows ana anterin anti both,” said Ustaz Aris giggled himself to hear the story of Salsa.

"Kok can he know that antum anterin ana. Did antum tell him?"

"Yes, Manda. Who should be told who knows everything."

"Who knows, antum tell you."

"Antum jealousy, yes, when it comes to the matter of Ustazah Nisa."

"Iihhhh, not really. Ordinary," I said, shitting my face.

“Oh yes, Deck. Looks like ana can't meet with Mother anti.” Ustaz Aris turned to tell me for a moment.

“Loh, not so. Why can't antum, I mean?” ask me by wrinkling both eyebrows.

“Ana should go straight home, because Mudir told to finish something.”

“Hm, continue when you want to tell Mom about wedding plans.” I don't feel awkward whining to Ustaz Aris. I don't even care if Salsa is behind me.

“We give you the information, time between graduation only. Fear if told now, later Mother taget.” Ustaz Aris smiled blandly explained me while driving.

“Hm, yes already. It's up to you,” I said again. "But antum has to keep his promise, yeah."

Long enough to be on the road. Finally, we got there too.

The rustic atmosphere is still very cool and the rice fields\-paddy fields are so beautiful to look at. This my village.

Arriving at home, ustaz Aris could not linger\-long. He told me and Salsa to go straight home.

“Ana go back to the cottage first, send greetings to Mother.” Ustaz Aris who from inside the car gave me tauku.

“Iya, antum be careful too,” I said standing next to Ustaz Aris' car.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Ustaz Aris who started his car.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullohhi wabarokatuh,” my answer is still smiling widely even though Ustaz Aris has left.

“Cie cie, which is again flowery.” Salsa started teasing me while I took her in.