
To get permission from Umi was not as easy as turning the hand. Umi continued to ask for reasons or there was a matter of what made the adopted child suddenly ask permission to go home. wardah did not know what would answer. He just does not know what motive actually the beloved mother asked him to go home.
Finally Umi called Mommy to ask in person. It was a long time for Wardah to wait for Umi to talk in his room. While Wardah chose to wait in the kitchen while helping mbak-mbak santri cooking for ndalem namely for Umi, Abi, and Gus Hasan.
“Says Umi, until you go home Wardah?” Ask Gus Hasan who emerged from the garden next to the house of ndalem.
“Sign Gus, how do you know? When did Umi say it? Feelings of tad same kulo,” Tanya Wardah wonder.
“Umi phone in side garden. Same Abah, unintentionally horrified. Hehehe.” Answer Gus Ahmad who was sitting at the dining table while taking a glass and pouring water to drink.
Aware of being the center of attention of the cooking students, Wardah finished his affair with Gus Hasan. Santri masters are unceasingly giving praise to the youth. Understand each gus even though it does not have true good looks but still has its own aura.
“Mbak, if until marriage, surely Umi will mate Gus Hasan same sampean,” Celtuk Amel one of the mbak-mbak santri who cook for the family ndalem.
“By the way be careful you know, lest even the same you again,” Wardah replied that successfully made his interlocutor misbehave.
“Mbak nih,” Lirihnya that mnyirkan tinge of red on his cheek.
Wardah is now in Abah Kyai's private garden. There were Umi, Abah, and Gus Hasan who were watering the plants that Abah had just planted earlier. Wardah is now sitting in a small pendopo with Umi beside him. Cak Ibil is usually here. But why since this morning teaching, Wardah did not see the trunk of his nose. Fortunately, last night after calling Umi, Cak Ibil immediately allowed.
“Go home nduk. Careful though... Greetings to your mother, yes,” Umi said while gently stroking Wardah's hand.
“Let in between Hasan same Ibil ya, pity if you have to use the bus. Definitely rame, this is a holiday,” Connect Umi.
“Ndak no Mi, pergug Mas Aibil answer in this pesantren also exists. Wardah can take care of herself. Usually also go home alone before marriage,” Wardah replied carefully.
“Sama Mas Aibil only Mi,” Lirih Wardah.
“Ibil again out looking for a setok book in Surabaya nduk, do not mind you ta? oalah, Ibil-Ibil” said Umi who took her mobile phone. It looks like he's typing something on that phone.
Suddenly Wardah prevents Umi, held by Umi's hand to stop typing something in his hand.
“No need on the phone Mas Ibilnya Umi, maybe Wardah was still outside the time Mas Ibil want to say goodbye. Oh, this turns Mas Ibil sms to Wadah,” Said Wardah yan as if looking into his dress.
“Ya already, there get ready. Hasan! Ready Lee! Take Wardah to the station!” Umi said a little hard to his son who was still watering the plant.
“Nggeh Mi, soon to be finished. After that directly shower.” Answer Gus Hasan.
Wardah resigned to resign to clean the bath and others. His things have been ready since dawn. Not much he brought, only one backpack for two sets of clothes and the rest later he will ask Gus Hasan to stop to the center of souvenirs first.
If you see Wardah who wears a backpack, people will think that he is a santri who will go on vacation or village because of holidays. The little girl with a backpack that she used to wear for school and college is still often used when going home to Mother and her brother.
“Change a more fashionable bag that you know! Your bag is like having school children anyway,” Celtuk Gus Hasan who is already nengkreng behind the wheel of a car ndalem.
“Utilize the existing Gus, ndak can be wasteful. This was the best thing in his time, ” replied Wardah who entered the car next to Gus Hasan. Wardah invites Amel and Rika to accompany him. Intentionally indeed, he was afraid if people thought strangely if he was just alone with Gus Hasan.
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