
"Roy lookout!"
Dias exclaimed, when he saw Roy almost fell and lost balance, because the crutches he was wearing went into the paving block hole.
With a reflex, Dias ran towards Roy's front. Then hold Roy's body! He held Roy's body in the front, with both hands. Dias held down Roy's chest field
While Roy held his body with the other crutch, because his partner crutches fell.
"Astaghfirullah'aladzim."
Hasna and Lintang who saw the incident only beristighfar while covering their mouths using their palms.
"Sorry!" said Dias looking up his face looking at Roy. Roy's eyes and Dias's eyes met each other. Dias' face blushed and blushed.
"Thank you!" reply Roy with an apology from Dias. He smiled at Dias, a smile that Dias had expected.
"Assalamu'alaikum! what the fuck? koq Neng Dias touch-touch is not his mahram?" all of a sudden, one of the sons santri, passed by them and approached him.
"Wa'alaikum hail!" greetings to Santri the son.
"Iqbal!" mummified Dias. Maulana Iqbal's. Santri son senior who is doing devotion to pesantren before he actually left the pesantren later.
Maulana Iqbal, a son of the village chief in his village. Already put a sense to Dias from the beginning Dias studied at the pesantren about six days ago.
"Small incident unintentionally! Kang Iqbal!" say Hasna fast while pulling Dias.
"Roy! you're okay, right?" tanya Latitude. "Good koq!" roy answered and received the crutches that Hasna thrust.
"Not intentionally but koq hold-hold." Iqbal said he did not like it.
"Assalamu'alaikum Ustadzah!" say greetings from the two santri princesses who just entered from the gate.
"Wa'alaikum hail! uh Ukhty April and Ukhty Fitri." Hasna returned their greetings. Same with Latitude and Dias and Iqbal. Roy remained silent.
"Iiikkhh really handsome!" misik Santri Fitri and April.
"Hush! control Anti's eyesight!" Latitude who heard the two of them whispering also poked Fitri's waist.
"Hehe! Na'am Ustadzah Candle." Seringai santri princess Fitri.
"Afwan, Ustadzah! is Huwa, the new Son's santri?" princess Santri asked April to Hasna.
"God willing!" Behind his Niqab Hasna smiled.
"We're saying goodbye. Assalamu'alaikum!" hasna said to the two princesses.
"Na'am, Tafadholiy Ustdazah." answered the two of them.
"Lin! Iyas, Roy! come," invite Hasna who has stepped first to the main house.
"Ana goes with Ustadzah" Iqbal said.
"Kang Iqbal! there are no activities in the Hall! koq kang Iqbal did not participate, instead wanted to come to the main house." Tukas Dias was a little bit of a dislike.
"Hehe. That, later also is not why Neng! A'a Iqbal, want to know more about Ujang caseup this." said Iqbal.
"It's Yas! come, hunt in Maghrib time! it'll be hard to find time to talk to Abi." Hasna reminded Dias not to argue.
"Good Brother!" Reply Dias.
"Kang Iqbal go first with Roy! we're behind you." Pinta Hasna's.
"Hasanan, Ustadzah!" exclaim Iqbal. So did Roy, he just complied with Hasna's request. Tampa spoke, he just nodded! roy doesn't like to talk much.
A few minutes later,
They have reached the main house.
"Assalamu'alaikum Abi! Um!" Greetings from Hasna.
Latitude and Dias and Iqbal also said hello.only Roy who seemed silent.
"Wa'alaikum hail!"
Umi's voice sounded from inside the room.
"Lokh darling. This who?" umi's questions were addressed to Hasna and Latitude.
"It's Roy, Umi. That we told you about the other day." Answer Latitude.
"Roy?!"
Umi seemed to think while guessing.
"This is Loh Mi. Roy who lost a motorcycle race with Nana, it's a lokh, Valentino's bike." Hasna reminded.
"Ooh Yes! Masya Allah. Umi forgot, understand factor U," Umi grinned.
"Assalamu'alaikum Bu Hajah." greeted Roy politely, then he cupped his hands together, a sign of shaking hands.
"Wa'alaikum greetings, Roy! Call Umi Nyai only, no need to wear Bu hajah," pinta Umi with a friendly smile.
Hasna, Lintang as well as Dias, were astonished to see how polite Roy was, when he greeted Umi. Especially Dias, he felt very impressed with Roy.
"Hilal the soul mate I was waiting for, finally revealed the trunk of his nose. Ooh my Priest Candidate! Finally .... I found you!" muttered Dias with a smile and a wink.
Dias.
"Hush! Roy is still healthy Wal'afiat in say spirit!" tukas Hasna's.
They both finally laughed.
"Umi, we met Roy in front of the mental hospital, while in the middle of a few people. Thank God we were able to save him. Nana's Already Licensed with A'a Ustadz! and A'a Ustadz suggested bringing Roy here, to meet Abi." Hasna conveyed what Afnan pinta.
"Astaghfirullah'aladzim, in the crackle, dear?" Umi was surprised to hear Hasna's words.
"It's Mi." Lintang.
"Innalallahi. Oh like that, baby, all right. Nak Roy! please sit down, Umi call Abi for a moment."
"Thank you Umi." Roy.
They sit in the living room, Umi goes back inside to call Abi Kyai. Not long after, Umi returned with Abi Kyai.
"Assalamu'alaikum!"
Sapa Abi Kyai's. Typical male voice, sounding masculine and authoritative filled the living room. Be amazed! that's what Roy caught, for the first impression when he met Abi Kyai.
"Wa'alaikum salutations."
Answers from everyone in the room.
Iqbal immediately thrust his hands to shake hands. Abi greeted her with his typical polite smile.
Roy tried to stand up, his goal was certainly to shake hands with Abi Kyai.
Abi Kyai held up one hand, hinting that Roy would not stand up. He understands Roy's current situation.
"Sit down" Abi Kyai said with great dignity, as he was talking casually and with only one or two words.
"Ta~"
"Meet me, I'm Qorry Husain. I am the parent of these people" Abi Kyai said, pointing to Hasna, Lintang, Dias and Iqbal.
Abi Kyai cuts Roy's words quickly so Roy doesn't have to stand up to welcome him. Abi Kyai extended his hand. Roy grabs Abi Kyai's hand and kisses her. Roy can already guess who's in front of him.
"Please go on, Umi go back first." Pamit Umi's. He wants to make a drink.
"Thank you Umi." Reply Abi while sitting and smiling.
For a moment the living room was quiet. Until I heard a greeting. When they turned their heads, it was Afnan and Ubaydillah who had just returned home from the restaurant.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" Sapa Afnan and Ubaydillah.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." replied Abi Kyai and the others.
"A'a .... Deck! just home?" ask Abi Kyai.
Hasna and Lintang were seen sumringah when they saw their heart worship had just arrived. Not with Roy! for a moment Roy thought and remembered the faces of the two people who had just entered the living room.
"Yes Bi!" answer Afnan.
Hasna and Lintang immediately shook their heads and kissed the backs of their hands together.
Afnan and Ubaydillah grabbed Abi Kyai's right hand and kissed him in turn.
"Roy! this is my husband, Ustadz Afnan." Hasna introduced who Afnan was.
"Well if this is my husband! Ustadz Ubaydillah." Lintang also introduced Ubaydillah.
"Hi Roy!" ubaydillah.
"How are you doing Roy?" asked Afnan while thrusting his hand intending to shake hands.
"Eh You guys, who once attacked me in the wild track area, and you both have made Om and Papi I languish in prison, right? yes, we met at the conference. For years, I still remember! you're the initial cause of my family's destruction!"
Suddenly Roy became inflamed and forced to stand up from his seat. He accused Afnan and Ubaydillah with his index finger.
Hasna, Lintang, Dias and Iqbal were aghast, they were surprised by Roy's reaction, When they remembered Afnan and Ubaydillah. But Abi Kyai looks calm, still in his sitting with tasbeh not separated from his fingers.
"I'm sorry, we're Roy! we have no intention of getting them to jail. They entered Bui because of a mistake they made." Afnan tried to calm Roy down.
"Yes Roy! if your Om, don't bother us! then we will not interfere with the existence of your Om, until your father's name is dragged into his case, because they are involved in the same crime." Timpal Ubaydillah's.
"Gue, don't believe it!"
Roy grabbed his crutches to leave.
"Yes! thank you, Lo helped me? but I can't be here. Like it wouldn't fit in the environment of the man who'd ruined his family." Roy started to step up.
"Roy? please stop, forgive my husband! please, you don't go anywhere. Unless things are really safe out there! you said it yourself, it is not safe to stay at home. Especially after your mother, sent to a mental hospital, by your father's family."
"Hem! Sorry Na! still can't, Excuse me, Assalamua'laikum."
"Roy!"
Mumbled Dias with disappointment and hope that seemed to soar just like that.
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