GUS IDOL
He here?
I really looked at that photo. Although my eyes are sleepy but I can still see clearly. The picture is emblazoned with a dormitory building where I live now. Although not so clear because the photo was taken at night but can still be seen because of the light of the lights in the dormitory. Doors, windows, patios, flower plants all look the same.
Instantly I rushed out of the room, I grabbed my quadrilateral hijab. I put it in my head for that.
I'm out on the dorm terrace. My eyes were about to look for someone, but I saw no one. As my eyes looked westward at Mother Nyai's ndalem, I saw the shadow of someone walking south towards the area of the son's cottage.
Asramaku facing the safety, right opposite the residence of Nyai Mother with a distance of about 20 meters. Ndalem Ibu Nyai has two main doors. One faces the princess cottage and the other faces the men's cottage, this aims to make it easier for male and female guests when visiting the ndalem babysitter of this pesantren, because the living room between men and women is separate.
The position of Ndalem Nyai's mother is right in the middle between the sons and daughters cottage. On the right side of the house there is a door that goes straight to the kitchen.
On the left side of the house there is a barrier wall as high as about 2 meters, there is a small door that connects the cottage sons and daughters. That's where I saw the shadow of that person who I don't know, I lost it because it was blocked by the wall.
"Could he be here?" My inner.
I saw my phone again, I saw the account was off. I haven't been able to ask where he got the picture.
"Where can I get that photo? Don't you mind spying on kulo huh?". I answered the message even though the account was off. Nothing to let him return tomorrow.
I went back to my room, Indri was still not up to the stage of his bed.
"What's Hil, how did you get out of the barrel? Wes night you know." Indri asked in a soft voice for fear of waking up the other friend.
"No, just looking for a signal." My Kilah.
"Ooh.." Indri rounded his mouth.
"Yes wes. sleeping spout. Later you can wake up late sahur." Another imbibing.
I'm nodding. I lay down and I pulled the blanket, but my sleepiness was instantly gone because of the photo.
My heart fidgets erratically, briefly tilted left, soon tilted right until my bed raises a smooth squealing sound. I don't know what time I started sleeping I don't remember anymore.
The next morning I just got a reply from him, I opened a message mesenger application pesbuk.
"Kulo mondok here also deck,"
I was a little surprised to read the message from him, why did he happen to go here as well. In my mind could it be that we are indeed a match and found here. I smiled while imagining it.
"Is it?, but he used to say that he went to Jombang?"
"Sampun moved since 2 months ago, hehe.."
"Why move kang?" ask me again
"Let's over the house deck".
I just remembered that he once said he lived in this town.
"Hem.nggeh though". Short reply. But actually I also want to say that I really want to meet him, but the shame and prestige is plaguing me right now.
"Yee. But it's actually ding". I pinned the emoticon laughing wide while crying. Shame to be caught not showering.
"So, take a shower".
He ended our conversation.
***
It does not feel that the fasting of Ramadan has entered five days, eight days I have been in this boarding school. I am quite at home here, mbak-mbak hut here is all friendly and do not hesitate to help each other.
But one thing that makes my ears uncomfortable, every time every topic of discussion is Gus Abdillah. They always talk about the good looks of Gus Abdi and wonder how lucky if he can be a companion to his life.
"What a handsome guy, that kind of girl. White lips thin, which girls just lose." My grunts in my heart.
If you remember the events of the past when Gus Abdi bumped into me and left me without a word, my heart felt bad. How can a Gus behave like that. Snippy.
Especially every time Gus Abdi taught in the princess lodge, some santri would roar near the window of the musholla to peek at Gus Abdi passing by. Every time he passed by, the smell of his perfume burst into the nose even though the person had disappeared.
"Gus iki mandi paket mostno perfume, my nose directly clogged gini." My grumbling every time I smell Gus Abdi's perfume. Indri who heard it only laughed while shaking.
"Don't hate it too much, it could be love later you know Hil," Indri laughed at the end of his sentence.
He really likes to tease me.
"Amit-amit jabang bayik..!!" I knocked on my own head.
"Pompous people like that so many who nyenengin, wonder me. They've been blinded by their physicality." I'm starting to senewen.
"Don't su'udzon first dong Hil, maybe that time Gus Abdi again in a hurry so not to apologize."
"People just say sorry about how long it takes" I said annoyed.
"Yes, wes. It's up to you, I'm going back to the room". Indri passed leaving me still senewen in the musholla.
When I was about to step out of my senses suddenly my tail saw a sleeping cat being dragged by a musholla, I saw it through the glass window beside the musholla.
I approached the cat with a pattern of striped telon fur and then kuciumi so anxious.
The cat looks like the same cat I saw in the kitchen last year. At that time I was in touch with halal bi halal here with my family. I was out of the bathroom because of my kebelt. The bathroom and kitchen are side by side.
The difference used to be a little small, now it is puffed up and the fur is very thick. Mungking he is a cat blasteran, his mother anggora his father a regular village cat or vice versa.
"But I seem to have seen this cat somewhere else, where have you been?" Mumbles.
And suddenly I remembered something.
