GOODBYE

25 Without a smile

Magelang-Solo majors PP road continues. It doesn't matter if the story is a repeat broadcast, that's it again. Importantly, in the bottom right corner of the paper sheet is listed “love always” before signature. Asih the first to make because of this, then Akas ketengusangan. For a long time so fardhu, there should always be a friendly stamp. Never Akas forgetfulness, directly protested loudly the princess in a reply letter. Worried maybe if the eagle cucune Batu Radennya....

Akas did not tell me about “possibly bad” it to Asih. Not enough heart. You see, through the beautiful tone of his letters, Akas knew that the red veil girl had not realized this. Maybe because Asih did not know Rani. Know, but have not had a close acquaintance because the last two years he was a lot in Solo.

I don't know. I do not know for sure whether this act of obscuration includes right or wrong. All he knows is that he loves his youngest daughter Kiai Ahmad Sanusi. Already, that's. Asih is his first love. There has never been such love in Akas before. The monkeys were not, let alone the direct gorillas like now. And, Akas was wholeheartedly convinced that Asih was balanced in loving him. Just as big as the gorilla. Like that motto that loves always.

So, let it be in the meantime....

However, Akas did not remain silent. As his sister-in-law said, “Forward continues!” So, he was “close” to Kyai Sanusi. Anyway, if the kiai appear to teach studies, Akas is always present. Sitting in the front row, if you can take a position face to face. His friends, the children of the Great Mosque no one knows the shrimp business behind this peyek. Most of Kang Idung's whiny over there. But, aman. Akas already “threatens” uncle Great Mosque it with a fist attached to the lips that deliberately set ablaze. Silent message, “Awas..!”

However, some time passed, it turned out the results were flat. Repot is also because Kyai Sanusi does not know all shrimp and peyek, while Akas is also unlikely to be outspoken. So, with that Joko Jowo hopes to attract more attention from the kyai. A little is also okay, as long as there is an excess for additional capital. Kan, he has fought “mati-mati” sitting in the front row if he is having a meeting? Actively ask. Anyway, hang on her index finger. Kyai Sanusi answered the shrimp question well and correctly; his attention was fair. Flat. The one who does not, is the same. Nothing is a bonus. Beres kiss hand disperse way. Entek. Most Kang Idung again who chuckled there saw the behavior of the shrimp.

Asih, Asih's....

This afternoon, bakda ashar, no matter how many times, Akas again followed the assembly of Kyai Sanusi. Honestly, the hope of his approach through this path has evaporated. Kiai Ahmad Sanusi, that is. Exhaust fair. So Akas no longer fuss. Just listen to the fiqh reviews from him while turning his favorite prayer beads. La ilaha ilallah, chanting in the heart.

While reciting, Akas listened. It's still the same thing ago. Not yet published a two-word he who is concerned with the key benchmark of the heritage of Mbah Bagyo jtu. Kyai Sanusi reviews thick fiqhnya. Laws, regulations, and ordinances. What he said was true, there was no shari'a wrong. However, for him personally, Akas dijejang looking for “cinta” by the grandfather. Shrinking “deep”, flipping “sirr”. So, he shook his head slowly for himself. Crossing in the heart, it would be wonderful if he was the teacher in question. The science, yes....

A moment passed by, Akas raised his face slightly lowered. So straight, his gaze was narrowed with the gaze of Kyai Abdul Khalil who sat to the right of Kyai Sanusi. Hurriedly Akas nodded respectfully. Kyai Khalil replied with a small nod, then returned to Dhikr. Akas continued to rotate the tasbih.

Kyai Abdul Khalil is one of the oldest here. Since the beginning of Akas came, he has been seen. It seems that the other half paid respect to him, including Kyai Sanusi. But, he never taught, did not give studies like other students. In the mosque, which looks only dhikr. So even priests pray rarely, unless there is no other. If anyone is having a party, like Kyai Sanusi now, he listens. Just listening, never giving advice. As usual, the mangosteen rotates the tasbih only. If “just as” is so, the other half are the same, berbasbih all. Kyai Sanusi has the longest because the seeds are large, one is almost the size of a marble.

Appearance Kyai Khalil, according to Akas, frankly “less kiai” as well. Most wear white, gloved, and black-copied comprang clothes. Sometimes wear the white hajj. Sometimes even wear long pants, not sarongs. Already so, like to bring a small towel draped around the neck. Akas had never seen Kyai Khalil sacrifice “Prince Diponegoro”, or wear other equipment as perazimnya kiai sepuh.

After greeting and kissing Kyai Sanusi's hand after the assembly, Akas walked outside the mosque with his head lowered. Maghrib's time is still an hour and a quarter, want to go home first. Today his feelings are sad. In addition to missing teachers who have not met, dreaming of Asih, all of you think about preparing for the final exam of school as well. Complete bete. Then, he accidentally bumped into someone in his careless footsteps. Kyai Khalil...

“Sorry, Kyai,” Akas hastily apologized, all of you grabbing and kissing Kyai Khalil's soft hands like the man's.

Kyai Khalil smiled. “You Acquired?” he opened the question.

“lnggeh, Kyai” Akas replied.

“Hmm..,” Ama Khalil mangosteen. Then, hush.

Some moments awaited, lasting silence there even though they are still facing. His name is also Kyai Khalil, whose inn is silent. Yes, I beg of you. So, what else, then?

“Please,” Kyai Khalil replied, smiling again.

I'll smile back, “Assalamu'alaikum.”

“Wa'alaikum greetings,” reply him.

The eagle went home. Without smiles....