
Along the way Ahmad continued to silence his smile, maybe the bachelor was thinking about the incident earlier. Ahmadpun turned his motorcycle and drove it in his yard.
Then the bachelor opened the door by saying his greetings and entered and closed the door again. The family room is now quiet, because Ustadz Usman is sick.
When the bachelor began to climb the stairs, Nurul was seen carrying a compress and entered his room. Ahmad remembered that Abinya was sick, he went straight to his parents' room.
" Related, Ummi..Abi.." he said knocking on the door.
"Waalaikumussalam, come in"
Ahmadpun opened the door and entered his parents' room, saw the middle-aged lung man lying limp but his lips still hung his smile, although a little thin.
Ahmad approached the middle-aged man and kissed his hands and forehead and recited a do'a to visit the sick "Allahumma rabban naasi adzhibil ba'sa isfi angtasy syafii laa syifaa a' syifa uka syifaa al laa yugho diru saqomaa. Get well soon Yes Abi"
"Thank you son, how does it feel to be the head of a madrassa?" tanya Ustadz Usman, making Ahmad blush in shame.
"hhe yaa gitu Bi, Alahamdulillah exclaimed" replied Ahmad, grinning.
"Yes, it's forever, replace Abi" said Ustadz Usman, chuckling. Likewise with Nurul who was sticking a compress on the forehead of the husband.
"By Bi.ehhh no deh"
"why?" ask Nurul.
"Kan Ahmad wants to study in Cairo, ouh ya Bi, how have you heard from there?"
"Not yet son, who is patient. God willing you will have the opportunity to study there"
"Yes Bi...Ouh yaa Ahmad kemaren dapet salary at the cottage, tar Ummi take the money in Ahmad, fear Ummi same Abi need"
"Emm actually the money that you have been loving to us from the results of your teaching. Ummi keep it in the bank, we never use it one bit" replied Ummi
"Why Ummi?, is it not Ahmad's money to love Ummi and Abi"
"We save the money for you to marry haha.." joked Ustadz Usman, making Nurul chuckle.
"Abi..talk what, Ahmadkan wants to go to school first.."
" Well afraid he changed his mind, but Ummi agrees that if you marry young, let someone take care of you. Ummikan want to pokus ngurus your sister with nie grandpa handsome" said Nurul, ngasal.
"Ummi.kan Ahmad can take care of himself"
"Tell Ummimu, let Abi have no rival hha." exclaimed Ustadaz Usman. "Ouh ya Mi...Ummi agrees that Aisyah is not our daughter-in-law" said Ustadz Usman arrived, making Ahmad surprised.
"Ihh agreed, even Ummi considered Aisyah our daughter-in-law" Ahmad began salting, but again he acted as if no such word was spoken.
"What did Ummi say?? Ahmad went to the room first...Assalamualaikum" Ahmad immediately went to his room after peeling the forehead of the two middle-aged lungs, alternately.
"Ummi know what?" Nurul shook his head, "our children like their daughter Hasanah" said Ustadz Usman.
"how the story Bi.kan Ahmad does not know who Aisyah is!!"
"Ummi does not know yet.sini Abi whisky" replied Ustadz Usman, his eyes glanced at the direction of Ahmad who was walking towards the door of the room.
'Yes Allah' Ahmad said, smiling widely and opening the door. Then he came out of the room and immediately went to his room.
'Brug'
Ahmad laid his body on his bed, his eyes scolding the sky filled with calligraphy that he carved every time he came home from the hut, hands crossed on the chest with one of his legs bent.
"Why the girl kept on my mind" Ahmad took a heavy breath, then his eyeballs turned to his keker kelang that the berniqob girl was holding and eased his smile, then.
"Emm but that's why they look so tight, even though Farish has never told me about his sister!! the girl is the daughter of Aunt Hasanah, if indeed they are sister brother must be the Farish stay at the house of Aunt Hasanah. But the Farish house is different, emm but the Farish said his parents had died, Ahh Au ahh dizzy" muttered Ahmad, continuing to hold his hand.
'tringg tringg'
The voice of the phone rang, immediately the bachelor woke up from his sleep and grabbed the phone that was on the table near his bed.
"Assalamualaikum" greetings from there (Farish)
"Waalaikumussalam warohmatullah" replied Ahmad
"Tomorrow joog?"
"so, cave wait at home hha..."
" loo who has to go to the cave house "
"yes the cave to the loo house, emm the cave wants something"
" what's it?"
'uhh if I ask about the girl must be married, I should find out myself' inner Ahmad
"woyyy, mo nanya what?"
" ahh not so"
" weird lo, ehh how does it feel to be held by a girl? yummy!!"
"paan sih lo, ngingetin the incident earlier"
" ahh the cave knows you're saltingkan?"
" eng.ngalah, heh.usual aja" said Ahmad nervously.
"don't lie, the cave support you as the Ayesha"
" ahh time same cave leaked"
" uh you said rich Ayesha, this fix is a mate. Dengerin cave Aisyahtuh already High School, yes her body is a small, but funny beeh the same small body. The cave likes it too"
'degg'
"emm the cave is already sleepy, mo grotto sleep.gua wait for news again tomorrow" Ahamadpun immediately disconnected the phone, Ahmad was very afraid that his best friend also liked the berniqob girl, and he was very scared, the girl was very familiar with Farish. If asked to choose between the two, the girl would choose Farish, he thought.
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