Cajaroh

Jenguk Rofiq in prison

The final conversation of the previous episode

I told Fatimah to come home at that time.

" Dear mas have to go back to Jogja now, many problems that must be solved "I said

" No.." replied Fatimah.

" Why, baby ? " Many

" Can't do it now, just take the day...! " Fatimah said in a sad tone.

" I want this to be done quickly dear, so that we quickly reunite again ! " entertained.

" But it's not necessary today, too, mas,.. !?! " Prevent Fatimah.

I pondered for a moment whether Fatimah felt. If I have Sidiq's plan first ???

" Fatimah does not know why, Fatimah's feelings are not ikhlash. Not ngijinin mas depart today "said Fatimah interrupted sobs.

" I'm sorry, but not Khotimah interfered. But this Fatim Ma'am has a very soft feeling.

Khotimah only worry, if something happens. Fatim must be sad, even Khotimah is also sad. Khotimah considered him my own brother.

Remembering the mas so loved mbak Fatim. Khotimah was very grateful. Don't leave today. " Khotimah said at length.

" Yes yes I follow your advice, I went to besuk. Today the three of us relax ! Find fishing fish in the pool and then we pepes again ! " said.

" Seriously, can Khotimah come ? " calling Khotimah.

" Task my beloved wife dong...! " said.

" Yes may be my sister, but do not fuss yes. don't bother mbak same husband mbak ! " Said Fatimah

" Yes, I'm very suspicious !" Godain Fatimah.

" Here yuk readyin fishing, buy bait first ! " said.

Find a kilo pool where it's around here. I asked in my heart, ah taranya selling fishing equipment only.

Until the fishing pool is rather quiet. Quite calm not brisik, dr on many village thugs who are pretentious.

" Why do the fishing rods only carry one ? You guys didn't go fishing ? " tanyaku.

" No, I'm the same as Khotimah, look ! " answered Fatimah.

" Yaudah pesen drink cake, I'm a grapefruit !" my door.

" Let Khotimah only, mas and mbak here only !" khotimah immediately rose.

" Bro somebody's showing off two girls at once. You asked for a sono "seoran anglers shouted in their language.

" Don't need to be taken, he likes to make a fuss" said Fatimah.

" Let's just calm down" I said.

My first strike was a goldfish.

" Well, my heart don't get out ! " called Fatimah.

I didn't answer, busy with fish.

Suddenly someone was lying

" Where is the same man you have ?" I took the fish off again, almost answering Fatimah's luck.

" Not to be taken care of !!! " prevent Fatimah when I want to rise.

" His mouth is say, it's too much "my whisper.

" Dear beautiful beautiful budek.. ! " only babble.

" Mas..id patiently take Yuyut's message.don't retreat to the past" said Fatimah who lowered my emotions.

" Wah dapet really big mas ? " The new Khotimah immediately shouted.

" Halah so big, gedean mine neng "other chirps.

Just a pretentious boy actually, three of them I can beat at once. But let's just not play the scales.

" Diemin aja Khot is just a snot boy snobs. No need to be treated ! " i said half a scream to be horrified.

" What a hell....! " Fatimah panicked.

" Have come home and "Khotimah also panicked.

" Have you guys calmed down if they macem macem do not fall into the pool all later.just look at "my whisper.

" Don't be mad, shame don't make a fuss here !" Prevent Fatimah.

I saw the boy not making any more noise either.

Strike to two I got a fish bawal, large almost 2kg.

Enough to make one house, some shared next door neighbor I thought.

But when I strike, 3 boys were nyamperin. 1 godain Fatimah only godain Khotimah the other nyamperin me.

Kail kulepas.

" What do you want ? " Snap me

" Lo just said we're good-natured, now proof ! " the word that comes to me. Swinging my hands towards my face.

I pulled my face back, so that his hand hit the wind, and his body staggered forward. So the light push of my hand added to him getting pushed and into the pool

..."byuurrr"...

Two of the themes look groggy

" Want to splash myself or am I a burglar ? " snatched

"Yes.." Without any further command, the two boys smashed into their own pool. .

The pool owner came.

" What a storm here ! " His impact

" They disturbed my wife and my sister, so there was no pool" I said flatly.

The owner of the pool looked at me until he met my eyes.

" Lo's not a real person here, you don't know who you're doing this ? " he said without letting go of his eyes.

" It does not matter who he is, it bothers my wife, then my male soul is called. "my answer also remains by looking into her eyes.

" You got guts too apparently, where do you live ? " ask him.

Duh I forgot my wife's hamlet address. Fortunately, Khotimah answered..

" Cake kangmas e nyong, luke mbakayuku mbak Fatim uncle "

(That's my sister her husband mbak ku mbak Fatim uncle)

I guess the dialect.

" That means Fatimah and Kang Hamid ? kok did not say from earlier.means you ponakane nyong also "said that person who then changed his attitude drastically.

" I'm sorry uncle, I was rude to uncle "I said sorry, as he held hands.

" Uwis ora papa, uncle even proud duwe ponakan rich cake... jenengmu greet ? " Ask the uncle

" Yasin uncle" I said.

" Whose khot is it ? " , whispered Fatimah

" O Allah ma'am, iku Uncle Narto my mother's sister in old age ? " answer Khotimah

That's how it happened in the pool. Finally, the three pretentious boys were homelinized.

" Khot don't tell me who it was about, I'm ashamed" I said.

" Yes khot, why don't you say it's uncle Narto's pond, jd not good continue not to pay, right ?!? " typical Fatimah

" Accidentally really, want to see how masku nek became Zain first. It turns out that the luwih dashing is mbak, hihihi.." joked Khotimah.

" Well, you really know three kids ? " Sergehku

" Know no, just know he often makes a fuss. Hence Khotimah pingin see. Masku mas Zain is not Yasin mas kayak what, hihihi..!" candelessly.

" Your real brother is say, you have to pinch him for me" I said

" It is with pleasure " replied Fatimah directly pinch Khotimah.

" Aduuuh is sick forgive Khotimah....! " whispers.

" Fatimah's.... What are you doing to your sister ? " Know knew the father's mother-in-law was next to us. who was chopping fish.

" Why is it condor, ma'am ? " many

" yes, come home" answered my mother

" Want to drink what mom, if the lunch just want to cook" said Fatimah

" No need, need help mom not cook it ? " ask mother-in-law

" Don't ma'am, I'll just rest. Let the three of us do it "I said

" Let them alone, cook you man in the kitchen ! " calling my mother-in-law.

" Gak papa ma'am, let's add Romantis.biat Khotimah cepet nyulai brother "gurauku.

" Yes no papa, but do not let your wife jd spoiled son ! " this time the father-in-law spoke.

" Njih sir "I replied.

That day I spent cheerfully, until

at night before bed.

" Mas feeling Fatimah kok was was yes.remember temen temen hut first" said Fatimah.

" You didn't say inget...! " not finished talking cut Fatimah

" Bukaaaaan but inget everything is not special.the first time when I say that first.." arrived Fatimah tears dripped.

I'm so sorry, "Tell me what you want to tell me" I said as I stroked her hair affectionately.

" Mas Fatimah thought Isti'anah." said Fatimah.

" Isti'anah ? why is he ? " tanyaku.

"Don't know mas, suddenly miss him...? " said Fatimah.

Remember the farewell after we were married.

Fatimah then opened

old story.

When Fatimah packed up to go home, almost all of Santriwati looked at me Sinis.

" When Fatimah entered the room, Eis was already in my room, waiting for Fatimah....

" Fatimah would cry to apologize to Eis....

almost every single sentence stopped because of her sobs...

" He hugged me, he whispered. It's not your fault. I already know, you don't feel guilty to me. so whispered to me

" Then Eis said gini..."

" Fat. You're my best friend, I congratulate you on your marriage. About a friend who misunderstood you. Let Eis explain to them later "

" Eis is smiling at me, so she looks strong. But his eyes could not fool me, I saw a point of tears dripping in the corner of his eyes "

" Fatimah then embraced him and said, Eis... What should I do ? I know you guys love each other. You should have been in my position earlier. Eiiss... "

" I couldn't hold my cry anymore, and all the santriwati gathered there. Some of them went into my room. "

" And when Isti'anah came to embrace us both, he said..."

" Fatimah & Eis my best friend my brother, our friend friend has heard it all

Make Eis, we salute you with the firmness of your heart.

And for you Fatimah,...

I personally represent all my friends....

we're sorry, I've suudhon you.

We all said, Congratulations on your marriage.

If we were suudhon, now we know, this is also certainly heavy for you.

Married to someone you don't love.

And of course you must also feel guilty for Eis, even though it's not your fault nor is it your husband's fault.

Say sorry to all of us, who have also suudhon with your husband.

Because we know, this is not easy for him, for you and for Eis. "said Isti'anah.

" That's how it was then, and all that was there was crying. So the cry of that time, not just our farewell. "the story of Fatimah.

I also don't feel tears

No matter how hard one's heart if he heard it was almost sure to cry.

" O yes, my...

one more thing Eis's message is like "

I'm almost not strong...

" Dear, don't go on, Eis is the past. You are my future...."

" No mas. This is Amanah, must Fatimah say "

" Did my dear order that Eis your best friend..

I couldn't cover my taste... My tears almost fell. But I held it all I could...

" Eis said gini mas

" Fat do not cry, by Allah, I declare. I only ordered one thing for your husband.

please tell your husband later if I am Eis, and all the sisters here no one blames you Fatimah or your husband.

We all hope and pray that you and your husband can love each other.

one more thing, if your husband still wants me to call him my best friend and brother.

so tell him, he must promise to love and love you.

Are you ready for Fatimah ? "

" The cry of us all exploded, "Injut Fatimah.

O Allah, why did Fatimah open up the story, was not sure of me. I'm not sure the woman in my heart is just him. Not sure, I never thought of Eis again.

But why is the first mention of Isti'anah not Eis. Or just insinuations, if I have a past other than Eis.

But there's also a past with Arum, whom he doesn't know. Because before I lived in that dipesantren. It's far worse, and Arum's giving birth to anakq. Which I just found out, I don't know.

" Mass.... Why go cry ? "

" Yes sad to see you cry, why feel guilty can not be happyin wife...! " said.

" No mas.. Fatimah is very happy.. Want Fatimah not tonight ? " ask Fatimah.

" This time it's up to Fatimah, Mas come along. I prefer to see you smile. Prefer .hugging you with my love, not just my lust.

Unless Fatimah asks, then the mas must give. "I said.

" Same mas, Fatimah also again need a hug dear dr in stimulating hugs, bobo aja huh ? " said Fatimah.

" yes here I caress your hair so it's comfortable boboknya.." I said softly.

" Bobo too, yeah..! " same Fatimah said.

" hmmm "I answered briefly.

Until my wife fell asleep, I still stroked her and I looked her in the face. It's not that I don't want to, but loving moments like this are very important too.

I don't know how long I stroked and looked at my wife. I fell asleep while hugging him.

Know you already built in the dawn.

" Mass wakes up at dawn." whispered my wife.

"Yes, baby, I'm at home at dawn, still sleepy" I said

I heard my wife whispering

" Overnight Fatimah pura pura bed mas. Intentionally want proof, in your heart there is real affection or just lust. It turns out that you really loved me. Thank you my husband. " whispered Fatimah.

" I felt my cheek get a kiss dear. Then Fatimah steps out of the room, about to go to the mosque.

I was so moved by his whisper... Ah so I lost my sleepiness. Pray at home.

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Meeting with Rofiq

In the morning at the gathering drink tea and breakfast. I told my father and mother-in-law. That I should go home soon. To solve the case that dragged me.

Although Fatimah initially objected but finally let me go that morning as well. Even when in the room when prepare goods had to cry and hug me tightly. As if I do not want to escape, but with a heavy heart I also say.

" Dear how much I love you, but I still have to go, for us to be together again.

And how much you love me, you still have to let me go. Because my departure is not to leave you. But my legion to seek the serenity of our hifup. Your life and mine and the child in your womb.

Honey, wipe your tears, huh ? " said.

Maybe because of the loud cries of Fatimah, my mother-in-law and Khotimah came into the room. Calm Fatimah, automatically listen to what I said to Fatimah. Which makes them come too. Even Khotimah joined with Fatimah.

" Busk sir I beg for his blessing. To get all problems quickly resolved. And I too Fatimah can live in peace again. Dik Khotimah, sorry mas ya suk nosy Darling pray mas ya !" I said to Fatimah.

" Wait on...! " Khotimah's got me.

" What's up ? " manyu probing.

" I have to promise, come here again for all of us. We all love you. Khotimah will not be willing to mbak Fatim." said Khotimah.

" Yes my beautiful sister, and I love you all. And love your brother Fatimah so much, don't you love "I said while kissing Fatimah's forehead.

I don't know why it felt like I was leaving for so long.

I put my feet up heavy. Turns out my mother-in-law followed me and stopped me outside.

" Your son-in-law is the only one. Your happy mother and Fatimah love each other so much. But I know, you're still hiding something in your past.

I already know, and I'm asking you not to tell Fatimah first. If you already have a son. Don't be surprised, I know from Yuyut. But I believe you've changed completely.

Remember don't say Fatimah, let me talk slowly !"exclaimed my mother-in-law.

I felt at the feet of my mother-in-law.

It is forbidden to be told to leave immediately.

I stepped up, one problem was solved.

.Arriving home, I lgsg shower change keermah sir Yadi. ask to be escorted by Rofiq.

"Assalaamu ' aleikum pak yadi...."

Wa 'alaikummussalaam we monggo sir. This is my need to have a task, to go to his Cell Rofiq. want to come or how is this sir ? " ask mr. yadi.

" It just so happens that my purpose here would like to ask a toolog sir yadi nganter me there ?! " said.

" That's why we're going skaramg sir !?!" pk Yadi.

"Let's take my pack behind the genie" I said.

After Arriving, I was invited by Mr. Yadi into the Rofiq detention room.

At the clock, there were two women waiting outside the door of the detention room. Because together with Mr. Yadi I lgsg in.

Who are the mother and child..?

Arriving at Rofiq's cell.

" hi Zain son of a bitch you trap me ! " said Rofiq.

" Njebak lo ? isn't it you who want to trap me...? " my snare is full of revenge.

I saw the mother and son looking at my collar and Rofiq.

Is she her family I thought..?!?

" Bodo very, I'll ruin your life !" Rofiq Hysteris arrived, and roared and clawed at anything.

" Mas Rofiq..." Exclaim the girl

Owh's Rofiq's brother.

Then Rofiq fainted, I pity him too. Then the cell door was opened, Rofiq was laid with his hands handcuffed. And tied to a rope to not go berserk.

" Please help the sareeat sir, I call his brother who used to handle to help"." said Mr. Yadi.

" Please sir "I said and then indulged in the prayer Rukyah, faintly I heard the girl called Mr. Yadi the same prayer that I read. Maybe follow, good if memorized as well.

long ago Rofiq was conscious, and I asked him subtly.

" Do I still want to not bang ? " tanyaku.

" Lo Zain right, why do you nolongin I who have been slandering you ? " said Rofiq.

While talking I heard the girl mih continues chanting the same prayer as before. why is the prayer exactly the same ? Was his teacher a science with my teacher. Ah just yesterday, same is good.

" Yes, I'm crying because of humanity" I said

Eh how long ago the voice of this girl behind me kayak know, I heard very well.ok like the voice of my old cottage friend. after he finished I tried to see to make sure I saw his face, and accidentally, I was not sure, we meet face to face equally shocked. the same call...!

" YOU...... ? My voice together.....

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