About A Taste

It's strange!

The pilgrimage plan will take place the day after tomorrow. But strangely Mas Aibil invited this afternoon to leave. What the hell is he really doing? Want to trouble Anisa's family? Inevitably I have to prepare for the pilgrimage at this time. Hopefully, Anisa's gift this time can make me and Mas Aibil more open and close.

As I prepared the provision of pilgrimage, Mas Aibil casually turned the books over without any help or reprimand. I was still shrouded in curiosity with the attitude of Mas Aibil. When asked always leave and go, if so where can I get the answer? I dare not ask Umi or Abah Kyai. Want to ask the in-laws I also did not dare. I never even saw each other again after our wedding reception.

I laid out more equipment than usual during the pilgrimage. Just according to Anisa's orders. He said there was an additional location. Special! For hanymoon said. Hehehe, thank you so much for the couple. They seemed to be trying to help me to conquer Mas Aibil.

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In the afternoon, Mas Aibil immediately invited me to say goodbye to Ahah and Umi. He had also informed Brother Ical to pick up. Indeed indeed! As good as his own heart. If usually a couple will exchange opinions or decide a case with a discussion, not this time. I just need to follow and obey. Whatever it is, it's a one-sided decision. Even if I argue it is useless. Will not be heard by him.

I'd rather be quiet than hurt too much. After leaving, Mas Aibil asked Cak Mat (one of the drivers at the boarding school) to deliver to the terminal. We took a bus to go to Anisa's house. I'm like a stepdaughter following her stepfather ran away. I just followed him without any comment. He sits I sit, he stands I stand, he walks I walk. Just like a duckling. Why so many parables for me.

"We why rush to Anisa's house anyway Mas?"

After passing through the journey of silence and only accompanied by a typical dangdut song of a very boring driver, finally arrived in the city of Jombang. It's so boring.

Thank you to the driver who had lit the dangdut song even though I did not like it at all. He's playing his device. Wonderful! From the time I saw it, must have been playing hp. Isn't it dizzy anyway? Bodoamate.

We waited for about 5 minutes until Brother Ical picked up. In the car, I was just acting as a loyal listener. I want to be here soon so as not to feel awkward like this. I was even in the back seat myself. Aibil sits beside the wheel.

"How come you're in Wardah? Wh why? Usually very cheerful," said Brother Ical.

"Father, brother, hehehe," I replied with a slight confusion. Afraid of saying it wrong.

The distance between the terminal and Umi's house is not too far. It's only about 10 minutes. Alhamdulillah! Arrived already. I want to see Anisa soon. Or Umi, Aisy's sister is also not papa, Abi was not papa. The most important thing is that I want to be free of the stone man immediately. Can't stand the feeling of seeing him silence me at all times. But strangely, he seemed to enjoy being with the others. For example, when talking to Sister Ical earlier. He looks very happy to bring out the uneg-uneg conversation. In fact, the car seemed to be bustling with the conversation he created!