
When Nada's departure. The man continued to look until Nada was no longer visible. Suddenly someone in the car came down and called his name which made him come back to his senses.
"Gus Zidan's. The mbakun mboten wonten" said a man older than him. (Gus is the name for a child kyai. While the Javanese language means the makbaknya no longer exist).
"Oh kang Ali, I'm sorry" Zidan said when he woke up.
"Monggo gus, menawi abah sampun nenggo (Mari gus. Maybe you've been waiting) "Gus Zidan nodded then walked towards the car and got in. They continue their journey.
~Twin A~
"Syad, what's wrong with you? " Haidar asked out of curiosity. Because since departing from Indonesia, Arsyad looks more quiet.
"Arsyad tuh from yesterday rich like nglamun. Don't know why" Arsyi said.
"You're not feeling well, are you? " Haidar is worried. But Arsyad just nodded.
"We go home Ars, pity your own work" Suddenly Arsyad invited him home. I don't understand what's going on with his heart. For sure after staring at Nada, his heart was agitated. The shadow of the Tone always appears. The more Arshad wants to forget, the bigger the shadow approaches.
"Why is this so hard. Though I have never been like this before" Inner Arsyad.
"No... We haven't been traveling Arsyad. Why the hell are you anyway. Not usually like this" Arsyida refused to be invited home.
"Yes already... Let's go for a walk first. Later you are satisfied with the streets, we go home yes" Arsyad sighed heavily. It's impossible to leave Arsyida here alone.
"Yeah... Dong. Far away come here time just move a bed only" Arsyida flicked her lips. They all laughed because of Arshida's words.
After finishing breakfast, Haidar decided to go to the office to his sisters.
"Arshi, Arsyad, brother go first. There will be a driver who will take you. Careful. If there is anything quickly contact brother" Haidar told his two sisters.
"Oh yeah bi, later aunty can come with them. Let's not stay at home" After telling Arsyad and Arsyi, he said to his ART. It is the one who takes care of Haidar apartment as long as Haidar is not home. A young girl from Indonesia who got a scholarship to Korea. Haidar hired him because the boy needed a place to stay. Haidar needs his help.
~Jakarta~
"Well, I want to meet Nada" Hana said as she placed a cup of tea on the table in the room, and brought her husband closer.
"If it cannot now, it will rain again. Papa had also just returned from the office" Daffa stroked Hana's head gently. Brushed the wife's hair.
"What if tomorrow. After we get home from the office. Nada may also be at home late afternoon. Rich at that time" Daffa kissed his wife's forehead while speaking. Hana nodded with a smile.
"Loves... Mumped quiet" Daffa blinked one eye. Hannah understood what her husband meant. Yes, it also nodded. Slowly, Daffa laid his wife on the sofa.
"We just move there huh" Hana pointed at the bed. Daffa nodded and then got up. They walked towards the king-size bed. They embrace the beauty of the world's paradise.
~Gus Zidan~
Gus Zidan and Kang Ali immediately got out of the car. It looks like you and Ummi are waiting. The two of them approached immediately.
"Ndak nothing le. Where were you late? " Task Ummi Nafi when they are already in the car.
"So accidentally Zidan nyeprot (siprati) a Ummi High School boy. Zidan comes down apologizing" Zidan replied.
"But gus Zidan can windfall um" Sahut kang Ali suddenly. Sontak Zidan glared at the words of Kang Ali.
"The windfall of opo to Al? " Tanya ummi was curious. Zidan turned to Ali. Ali was also very angry.
"Mboten ummi, disaster and sustenance" replied Zidan while staring at Ali sharply.
"Nek ki mbok story ya sing clear to. Ben ummi to understand (When you tell me mbok ya clear to. Let the ummi understand) "Abah Ayub suddenly replied. If this is the case, Zidan can't hide anything anymore.
"So that's when Zidan came down to apologize to the girl. Suddenly his raincoat pants hit his motorcycle standard. Pity me for falling. Especially besides the motorcycle is a pool of water mixed with mud. Zidan caught him immediately" Zidan explained with a bow.
"But Zidan ndak to touch his skin a bit abah, ummi. The guy he wears a raincoat and who looks like he just needs it" Zidan explained before his brother thought about the no-no.
"But his views are longstanding" Ali said. Zidan.
"But not deliberately bah, the girl Maa Syaa Allah is beautiful... Kaya bidadari bah's. Nembe niki mirsani lare ayune kados ngoten (Just this time seeing such a beautiful child) "Kang Ali immediately added.
"You guys, just saw that pretty girl is already rich. If you look at the real angel, how? " Say, Job said.
"Yaa. at most mboten saged turned bah (Possibly unable to turn bah) "Accounted kang Ali.
"Tell the girl. Ali now we go to this address yes" Abah Ayub gave me a piece of paper. Zidan accepted and read it.
"Pratama housing, block A number 19 East Jakarta" Read Zidan. I glanced at the kang Ali who was focused on driving.
"When to East Jakarta, from here far not Al? " Ask Abah Job.
"This is also East Jakarta bah. Gus Zidan, please open the google map. I do not know where the housing is" said Kang Ali asked Gus Zidan to help beside him. Zidan nodded and pulled out his phone.
"About 1 hour's drive by kang Ali" Gus Zidan told the approximate time.
"Hopefully it won't get stuck" Kang Ali said, then refocused on the wheel. Drive to pratama housing.
"Whose house is this, Bah? " Task Gus Zidan.
"That's ustadz Samsul's house. Who used to be in the same school as his wife. His wife gave birth to Annisa, who died. After Annisa graduated MI, Ustadz Samsul invited his son here. He called me and told me his address. Because of this we are here we stop first for friendship" replied Abah Job. All the passengers in the car were upset.
After traveling less than an hour and a half. Job's entourage had arrived at a simple house. 2 Floor, simple and very well maintained. There are many types of flowers planted in the yard of the house. It looks so peaceful to occupy it. Abah immediately approached the iron fence that was no taller than him. Knock on the fence padlock while saying hello.
"Assynoltom... " Said Job. But there's no answer. Abah Ayub tried to repeat. But still no answer. Suddenly, a man riding a motorcycle approached.
"Wa'alaikumsalam wr wb" Sorry. I just got home" said the girl. The other is the tone. He got off the motor and opened the gate. After entering the motor. Letting his guests in. And another case with the gaze of Gus Zidan and kang Ali who are still waiting in the car.