
"grandmother came too" said ummah when we came. ummah immediately took alma from my sling. after shaking hands we also entered the house. father still taught at the musholla with the santri.
"fisya to the room for a minute, mah, want to clean for a while"
"yes nothing let alma be the same ummah here.you just rest in the room. later if alma nangis ummah love you"
"where are you going?"
"to the cottage for a while there needs to be the same chief of the cottage"
"he went to the room"
mas zaky and I went to the room. while ummah brought alma somewhere. After cleaning the body, we came out of the room and it turns out that my father had finished teaching and was sitting casually in the family room. we joined dad too.
zaky pov
at night, at home there was one of my father's friends who came. I was talking with my father while the wife was breastfeeding alma in the family room.
"may your son be my daughter-in-law.I have two unmarried daughters.later tell your son to see my son who knows there is a suitable one of them"
"whose child.all of my children are married"
"this is next to you. This is your last child right.there will be mondok kemaren in the pesantren"
"meaning nafisya?" ask dad
"your daughter?" abah nodded
"who is this?" tannya
"this is my daughter-in-law, her husband nafisya. happened to be here again. nafisya again sleepurin his son inside"
"i think this is your last child, so I want to match up with my daughter, who knows if we can make it big"
"alhamdulillah my children have married all. This is his son kyai ahmad. gus in the place of nafisya studying"
"o walah, you son kyai ahmad who was in school at that time, already home turned out". he said. I nodded. suddenly my phone rang.
"please apologize zaky pamit inside first, alma fussy" said I
"not sleeping?"
"not yet"
after saying goodbye and kissing hands, I immediately left the living room. turns out my wife and child are not in the family room, I went straight to the room.
"not sleeping?"
....
"not sleeping?" ask Zaky when he enters the room
"yet, wait for the mas"
"honey abi's son, bobok yuk nak in the same hug abi" he said while lying next to alma. She turned her alma towards him. Not long in the arms of her ashes, this little baby fell asleep by itself.
"want to get out?" ask zaky
"where his son sleeps"
"just walk around the cottage nyari jajanan. his cctv installed first so that if his son wakes up can go straight home"
"how does it feel to be in a mate with your dad?" ask me while picking up the cctv we carry in the bag.
"So you heard what was talked about?" tanya mas zaky suddenly hugged me from behind.
"don't gini" I said while trying to release the embrace of mas zaky, but he even further tightened his embrace
"So you're jealous?" ask her while putting her chin on my shoulder
"according to mas"
"sadly, the name is also people do not know, but it has been explained all the same abah. anyways you never come home from pesantren until someone just does not know that his son is married and has children" he said
"though never want to meet with the societyih still just in the same matchmaking gus.even in the direct marriage also.even the same gus cottage that never came home. his face was fisya not know which one"
"what is important now we are together. let alone there is a cute little one. lucky mas have you dear. you can understand mas. want to be taken wherever mas go"
"fisya is also lucky to be able to be a wife mas. thanks for completing his life fisya"
"Will you go out?" ask mas zaky. I shake my head.
"at home yes. fisya malem out of the house. to the house mas aja yuk" invite me. and he nodded. after installing cctv in the room, and, we also went to the mas house which is not far from home.just need to walk there.