GUS IDOL

About Gus Abdi

["What is the name of Haikal kang?"] I typed with a slightly trembling finger.

My heart suddenly thumped.

["Later ba'da magrib kulo to the princess cottage again, later kulo pack blue batik clothes, ready to nggeh nggeh deck, hehe"]

Hmm again I have to wait. All right, wait for Ba'da magrib.

I sent a reply to a disappointed face emoticon.

["Patient people are dear to Allah, let alone kulo, added poll babe. Uh,"] the sentence ended with a big laugh.

["Since ever met the brave love of kang, if you dare nggeh ngebung teng Abahe kulo"]

I don't know what got into me until I dared to say it.

["Guyon you know, don't take it seriously. Hehee"] immediately I reply again, so that he does not misunderstand.

["Well, I wish niku wau was serious about the deck, disappointed"].

Stupid me, why did I get to talk about the bubbly everything. He will assume that I am an aggressive woman.

["Why sleep mboten? Kulo sleepy, until riyen nggeh"] I tried to divert the conversation and was already sleepy, last night I slept less.

["Nggeh. Happy resting. May we be found in his ridlo. assalamu'alaikum."].

We also ended the chat and I immediately went to sleep, the rush of dzuhur arrived.

***

When I was about to enter the room after the schedule to visit the book of ba'da dzuhur, suddenly I was called by mbk Rana. Said I called Nyai's mother to go to ndalem's kitchen.

After I put my book in a small cupboard beside my bed, I paid my respects to the senses and hurried to go to the galley. While the indri he will get ready to cook the preparation of breaking the fast later with other santri.

I immediately stepped towards the west side of the ndalem which went straight to the kitchen door that was located outside. When I arrived there, Nyai's mother was weeding vegetables.

"Assalamualaik." I said hello.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, monggo and mlebet." Welcomed friendly.

I removed my sandals and went inside. Then I sat down before Nyai's mother who was sitting on Amben (a wide seat made of bamboo) which was filled with several types of vegetables and raw materials that will be processed later.

"Sit up here just mbak, don't be there." Nyai's mother gave me instructions to sit parallel to her on the amben.

I obeyed what he was told.

"Today please help me cook mbak ngggeh, because later there will be guests. Just then I called his mother untilean said Abah same mother to come here."

"Nggeh, dekwingi kulo nyuwun sent a change of clothes bu, yesterday just left with mriki namung mbeto sekedik shirt." I grabbed a bundle of kale and put it on my lap and weeded it one by one.

I did call my mother yesterday to bring a change of clothes because when I left here I only brought a few clothes. At that time my clothes were still dried not dry at home because of two consecutive rainy days.

I feel a bit uneasy about Nyai's mother for having to bother welcoming my parents.

"Your mother used to be a conco nggendokku together neng hut mbak, we are like brothers. So did his brother and his brother Gus Abdi, they were friends in the room and sak sak sendok an." Ladp (cook).

I smiled at Nyai Maryam's mother, my mother used to tell me about her cottage life in Kediri, the two of them are best friends everywhere always together. If one of them is late in sending money then one of them will share.

Actually there is one more close friend of theirs, his name is Bu Marwiyah. But he got a husband who came from Sumatra, so now they are separated.

"Usually Abdi who helps in the kitchen if the pasanggur, but today he is busy taking care of his school students."

Whats? Gus Abdi cook?.

"I don't have a daughter. Abdi's only son, unfortunately he's the same mother he's willing to jump into the kitchen." Said Nyai Mother while laughing crisply.

Said mbak Shima my roommate, Nyai's mother did not ask for help to mbak cottage to cook every day, unless there is an event or guest that requires to cook a lot. Because his family members are only three people so he does not need help if only for daily cooking.

To clean the house is usually held picket every day for the cottage. Ndalem Nyai's mother is quite spacious so it takes two people to clean it.

Suddenly I thought, why I never helped him cook. Every day I was given food. Ah, stupid me.

"Nuwun sewu bu, pripun lak kulo mbendinten mriki mbantu panjenengan cook?". I ventured to express my desire.

"Don't you bother with your salary?" Ask her.

"God willing, yahmenten niki can sampun mandap pengaosane."

"Yes, already. If it's a desire until monggo, but I don't tell you, yes" Nyai smiled.

"Snapje".

The vegetables were finished, and I took them to the dishwasher and washed them. The boiled water panned on the stove seems to have shown signs of boiling.

"Sayurnya boiled potted niku ngggeh mbak." Nyai's mother gave me instructions.

"Nggeh." I nodded slowly. Looks like this vegetable will be processed into anointing.

After putting the vegetables into the boiling water, I switched to taking the coconut and grated. I took a position above the amben. While Nyai's mother cleaned the chicken meat and made the seasoning.

"Later to open his fast here just nggeh mbak, and Abah's mother's abah sampaan."

"Nggeh.

Nyai Maryam's mother was very friendly, as long as in the kitchen she always invited me to talk. He also talked about Gus Abdi, how his childhood to adulthood.

Gus Abdi has been lodged in Jombanng since graduating from madrsah ibtidaiyah school or around the age of 12 years. He went to school and continued his education until he graduated from college. He became a scholar of Islamic education three years ago.

Now Gus Abdi is a teacher of Arabic in the educational foundation near this pesantren.

Gus Abdi not long ago he came home, about two months he boyong from his boarding school. Abah Kyai Dzulqurnain asked him to go home so that Gus Abdi helped take care of the boarding house. Especially the princess boarding school, Gus Abdi was given the mandate to handle all princess santri activities. Since Gus Abdi was his only son, then no one else could be relied upon but him.

It is almost afternoon, soon the ashar adhan will reverberate. The work is almost done, just wait for the chicken soy sauce to ripen and cut the fruit to be used as ice fruit as a measure of breaking the fast later.

Today's menu is Chicken soy sauce, anointing, sambal terasi, fried lele, vegetable lodeh, vegetable clear and fried tofu tempe. Chicken soy sauce is Gus Abdi's favorite menu, while Abah Kyai will only eat clear vegetables and tofu tempeh and sambal a little, he avoids cholesterol.

At the age of not young anymore makes him complain of joint pain and aches if eating foods that cholesterol.

Finally the work was finished, I said goodbye to Nyai's mother. But I also asked Idzin to go to the store in front of the princess gate for a moment to buy a Hi-tech pen, because my pen had fallen and the ink was stuck can not be used anymore.

The sky became gray, the drizzle had touched the earth. I hurried off to the store before drizzling into a torrential rain.

I called the owner of the shop namung never visit sahutan, because annoyed I want to go back. But when he had just turned his back, the shopkeeper came and called me back.

Just coming out of the shop suddenly a torrential rain hit the earth, I immediately ran towards the gate. Fortunately this gate was given a tile above it so I could take shelter here for a while while waiting for the rain to subside.

Not just the rain even more intense, want to be reckless but afraid of getting the flu later. All right, I'll wait a minute.

Suddenly from the direction of the kitchen ndalem there was a man wearing an umbrella by rolling up his sheath as high as a calf towards me. The position of the kitchen is not far from the gate, the location of the kitchen door can be seen from this gate.

Due to the heavy rain I could not see his face clearly.

The man kept walking towards me and now he was right in front of me.

Gus Abdi ???

To be continued 💚