DRIBBLE

NEW AND OLD HOUSE

A very busy week for Kunto, he was given full responsibility by Guntur to take care of the transfer. With the help of Mr. Suro and Adi they transport the furniture to a new house in the upper Dago area using a pick up car.

Hani Abas gave a week to vacate the house because Haji Abas wanted to immediately use the house and quickly move his Tahfiz disciples to the house.

Today was the first day of Thunder, Mamah Karmila and Kunto officially occupied the new house. Mamah Karmila looks very happy and feels comfortable occupying it.

Sunday morning the air was cooler and cooler because the Dago neighborhood was close to the surrounding green hills and the terrain was higher than in the previous house area.

Karmila really enjoyed the atmosphere that morning with a walk in the yard of the house whose condition is almost not much different from the previous home page. A spacious courtyard with a stretch of green grass and variegated flower plants create a small garden that is beautiful to the eye.

Then Karmila turned around and looked at the architecture of the more modern house building and felt not as scary as the previous house that has a slightly ancient architecture. The sight momentarily made Karmila able to forget everything about all the beautiful memories as well as the grim story of the damned events in her old house. And for now he really does not want to be locked back into the circle of Karbala.

Only this time Karmila felt great comfort and tranquility during 23 years of life in Bandung. Karmila seemed to feel normal life again so it crossed his mind to start a new life.

Be married? the stupendousness in Karmila made him smile to himself. But quickly the thought was brushed aside, the mind was turbulent for what to marry again? What are you looking for in this wedding? What happiness do you want to find? It is very happy now!

"Maaahs... Mamaaah.." the voice of Thunder's call instantly stopped Karmila's wild daydream.

"Yes Guuuun.." said mama Karmila without moving from where he stood.

Thunder is seen coming toward the mamah Karmila, "Where do you like this place mah?"

"Mamah lukaaaaa throw nget nget Gun," said mamah Karmila with a small laugh.

Thunder seemed satisfied to see his mother so happy to enjoy the atmosphere of a new home. Then Guntur and Mamah Karmila walked around the courtyard while chatting casually.

"Gun, later inter mamah buy favorite plants mamah yes. Kayak in the old house," said mamah Karmila as she stepped casually beside Thunder.

"Yes, all shopping for daily necessities. In the refrigerator is all water, hehehehe.." said Guntur.

"O yes, where is Kunto? How come it's not visible?" ask mama Karmila.

"Still sleeping mah, maybe he's tired. Last night until 2 o'clock, pity him," said Guntur.

"Oh, until two o'clock?! Mama has pules times so comfortable. Here calm is not noisy Gun," said Mamah Karmila.

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In the old house of Thunder, the,

Haji Abas was busy arranging the construction workers who were repairing some of the spaces that were converted. Starting from the living room that changed with a blockage into two rooms, where the front room is functioned for the office room while the other room for Tahfiz living room.

Some workers also appear busy in the yard building rooms that functioned for Tahfiz santri-santri activities. While two people are seen preparing a large nameboard to be installed in front of the entrance gate.

“Pak, sir, this one will use the window two only sir but made the window semi-permanent only. This room is planned in pairs ac,” said Haji Abas.

A little while later Haji Abas continued his steps to observe the other work. He continued to move towards the workers behind the house.

Haji Abas suddenly frowned, from a distance he saw two workers standing under the shade of the banyan tree were having a serious chat with facial expressions both equally tense, tense, there seems to be a little fight there.

“I swear, the cigarettes are all I put here!” said one of the building's young porters.

“Ya but where?! There is no Din!” sahut porters of older buildings.

“Shortly, a minute kang! Well, my coffee and coffee have akang kok run out even though it's just one seruputan,” young building porters.

“Lah, yes!” timpal an older building porters while scratching his head.

From a distance of 20 steps Haji Abas only saw the two porters of the building clashing without hearing what the two men were talking about. Seeing the arrival of the hajj Abas the two porters of the building stopped but still with a face of frustration and astonishment.

“Why are you guys fussing?” tanya Haji Abas approached.

“Anu, Haji sir, this. duh how do you explain it nih,” sahut young workers.

“Look Haji, the cigarette is gone and I accuse Udin of hiding it. And this tau-tau coffee glass is already toilet when it has just been absorbed,” said the older worker.

“Udah, don't make a fuss again, embarrassed or ah! Buy again Din, do not fuss anymore,” said Haji Abas held out a hundred thousand banknotes.

After receiving the money given by Haji Abas, the Udin rushed out of the place to the stall in front of the house.

"Pak Dadang continue his work, yes" said Haji Abas.

"Muhun pak Haji," said Pak Dadang then left Haji Abas alone under the shade of the banyan tree.

Although his eyes seemed to look at the work that was being done by Mr. Dadang, but in the inner Haji Abas felt something strange in his place to stand. Haji Abas casually looked around carefully, but everything seemed fine and nothing strange.

Then Haji Abas decided to take shelter for a moment under the banyan tree which he felt was very shady and comfortable with a breeze slowly blowing on his body. Haji Abas then looked for a good sitting position between the protruding banyan roots and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his coke shirt pocket.

Haji Abas sat in one of the root slits while leaning his back on the trunk of the banyan tree, while both hands are placed on the roots on both sides like sitting on a chair. His legs were straightened while looking at the workers who were smoothing the wood.

It was so good to take shelter under the banyan tree, slowly the eyes of Haji Abas also closed. He's asleep!

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