
Zaky pov
a man was sitting alone on the sofa of the family room.he had only been a few days in the homeland.but the old wounds he was trying to throw away now danced in his mind.
"what are you doing, son?" ask someone who is able to wake her up from daydreams about her past
"There's no ummi"
"son, you are the only ummi boy, do you not want to live here aja nemenin ummi same abah" asked ummi
"zaky does not want to stay here ummi, but it is not time for zaky to go home and settle here ummi, zaky business in yemen is at its peak.so ngak zaky may stay in the near future"
"You until when you continue to pursue the world, as old as you it is time to build a household. ummi already wants to draw grandchildren from you" said ummi with tears
"sorry zaky, has made ummi cry"
"ummi know son, the reason you don't want to stay here. Forget him, you have to be happy with your own life he's just a past to be forgotten"
"ummi" Iirihku while holding the hands of ummi.
"Later tonight someone wants to talk to you about ummi" I just nodded my head and then Ummi went to his room.
'i can't keep going like this, there will be a lot of hearts hurting with my decision this is my inner self
***
"fi, in 3 months will we pass aliyah, you choose to stay in the cottage here what in mts?" tanya hilya while we were sitting in musholla after performing dzuhur prayer.
"If I'm any better here, but if it turns out that it's where it's going there, how else?"
"i must miss fi with you, we're only here for 3 days before leaving for pkl"
"yes yes, but we are just different villages so we can play" said I.
"jer(neighbor(b.arab)" called someone.I and hilya immediately turned their head
"how are the preparations all?"he asked while sitting next to me
"already, the small stay will be brought from the same house of ummah yesterday, because my clothes are brought home all the same ummah when we leave"
"you want to come here, Fi?"ask hilya. I just nodded my head
***
zaky pov
at night after the prayer, I, ummi and abah were sitting in the family room.
"someone wants to talk to you, son" said my brother to me
"zaky, abah and ummi are old, son, you're the only boy, and this pesantren you will manage in the future yes even though your brothers also participate in managing here as well. but you are in charge here" said Abah. I just listen to what you're talking about.
"he wants you to get married and settle down here with your wife"
"sorry, to get married, zaky can't be anytime soon"
"why son?" ask ummi
"the zaky......"
"the plague has betrothed you to the daughter of a friend" said Abah.
"sorry, not the intention of zaky refused, but in the near future zaky must return to yemen because there is a business that must be completed and maybe there will be a long time"
"It's okay son, the important thing is that you are legitimate first, besides the daughter of the abah also has to go to the church"
"do you mean santri here?" abah nodded
"abah also talked about this with a friend and she agreed to it. Your future wife has also given everything to her parents"
"can zaky meet that woman?" my many.
"you can only meet with his parents, son, and you will meet your candidate when the marriage contract later"
"what about zaky's departure to yemen?"
"you will still leave and your wife will continue to join pkl. she only abah permitin 5 after that she returned to her place pklnya"
'god why is this' my mind.