I found my love in the pesantren

episode 41

today comes the time when we have to go home. Our plane will leave in the afternoon.from the morning ammah and ammi do not want to be far from alma. even alma sleeps always in their lap. actually I am sad to see them, let alone alma the first grandchild born in yemen. from the birth of ammah who helped me take care of alma. but how else, mas zaky really-need to go home and automatically we also come home with him.

"all done?" ask mas zaky, he's sitting next to me

"already mas, only alma needs to be taken into the plane is still fisya finish"

"wha son, from earlier mas ngak loi" asked mas zaky while lying down

"given ammah same ammi. mas has completed everything here right?"

"who's all here, baby here" he called while patting the empty mattress next to him

"why, it's not over yet"

"just a minute, mas kangen"

"the gold is not finished all the tablets, help a little let the spit is finished"

"we're together again, baby"

"mas is only 5 hours away we leave. there will be pseudo..."

"assalamualaikum ummah" said someone outside

"that's his son came. It's not finished yet"

"a little while ago" he said the fan went out....

"unfortunately, his clothes are alma in the suitcase" said mas zaky while carrying a bag of groceries.

"buy again?" my question is, he nodded

"he had a lot of alma, almost 2 suitcases"

"yes, it's nothing"

I also returned to tidying up the clothes that had just been bought ammah and ammi.even abaya for 5-year-old alma had been bought by ammah. during his time in yemen, too, rarely do I and mas zaky spend money.all have been prepared by ammah.and every time we refuse, ammah remains firm with its stance.

"all ready, son?" ask Ammi when I sit next to the zaky mas

"ammi already"

"the milk is gone?"

"before drinking on the streets in the mall, the grandson of this giddah really if invited to walk" said Ammah while stroking alma's hair

"can I have a bottle of ammah to wash it"

"this" Ammah gave the empty bottle.

I went to the kitchen and washed the bottle.

....

we have been at the airport.the time of our flight is only 30 minutes away.Ammah still does not want to remove alma from his carrier.and the little baby is always a hen.we are waiting in the waiting room, we are waiting for him, and suddenly alma woke up along with the call from the airport monitor.

"later to the house directly call ya" said Ammah, I nodded. I asked alma from the sling of ammah.

"well yeah. sometime jiddah play there to meet alma"

"we say yes ammi ammah" said mas zaky

"be careful, greetings to everyone" Ammi said

"the beautiful granddaughter of Jaddi, well yes son. jaddi must miss the same alma" said Jaddi while stroking the head of alma. we also shook hands with them.

"Thank you ammah ammi, sorry that while here we are a lot of trouble"

"It's okay. yes already there in later missed the plane" said Ammi

we entered the airport.from afar I saw ammah crying, but how else, sooner or later we will return to the homeland.