I found my love in the pesantren

episode 53

"mas, wake up. pray first dawn" said I wake mas zaky. when I touch his face, it turns out the body temperature mas zaky hot.

"mas, wake up" I said wake her up again

"in five minutes" he said

"It's late in the morning. Pray first yes.out of it rest" he nodded. I helped him to the bathroom.

after the dawn prayer, mas zaky reclined back on the bed. whereas I went to the kitchen to make him porridge. after finishing, I returned to the room. when I entered, alma had already woken up next to her ashes. and mas zaky was asleep.

"your ummah's son is awake?" alma just laughed and rolled over to her ashes as if this baby was hugging her.

"abi is still bobok baby. alma same ummah first yes" I took alma and suckled her for a while.

"awake?" ask zaky suddenly

"have already swiped his ashes. mas want breakfast, fisya already make porridge"

"then yes"

"fisya bribe ya" persuaded me. mas zaky got up and sat leaning. I took the porridge

"here is the porridge, the mas eat alone.alma is still suckling, pity". I gave a bowl of porridge to the zaky mas. and he ate the porridge.

after breastfeeding alma, I took her to the bathroom to take a bath. After neat, the alma returned to sleep next to her ashes. This baby seemed to understand the state of her ashes. she nempel continued to her ashes. if her ashes were to swoop, alma grew more and more hern and eventually she fell asleep in the arms of her ashes.

"here's the alma let fisya move to his box"

"don't just stay here just the same. Wake up when moved in"

"yeah, fisya clean-up the house first. Later if you need anything call me. fisya want to cook in the kitchen"

"mas want to rest with alma ya" I nodded.

I immediately cleaned up the house. After cooking, I went to ndalem ummi to tell him that mas zaky was not feeling well and could not teach later in the afternoon.

"yes, it's nothing. Let it take a day off first or change mas later.alma where's son?"

"again rest ummi same abinya. fisya permission to go home ummi, fear alma wake up"

"cooked already?" ask ummi

"already ummi before here. fisya pamit ya ummi" my permission. after kissing the hands of ummi, I returned home and went straight to the room. after cleaning the body, I, I sat next to my husband.

'when's home, son?' incoming messages from ummah.

"why darling?" ask zaky suddenly

"gold you up"

"What's wrong?"

"when do we get home"

"tumben ummah nanya so, try to call the ummah fear there is nothing there"

"Awhile the phone fissure".I called ummah.some ringing, sound ummah.

'Assalamualaikum ummah'

'waalaikumsalam nak'

'same wisdom from a healthy father?' ask me.

'Alhamdulillah healthy all boys'

'ummah what's asking fisya to come home, isn't there anything right there?'

'the feeling of ummah is not good, son, really want to meet you guys.you can go home right?' ask ummah

'sorry ummah, fisya has not been able to go home today. mas zaky again sick from dawn'

'o Allah turns out zaky sick son.Mangkanya feelings ummah ngak delicious.yeah later ummah same abah aja that there. What do you want to bring from here?'

'umma at home only. Later if mas zaky has healed, we'll go home'

'but son....'

'ummah ya'

'yes son, ummah cower, the important thing is that you are healthy there.reported ummah if there is anything let the ummah not think'

'yes ummah'

'yes yes, greetings to Zaky the grandson of the ummah. Assalamualaikum's'

'Waalaikumsalam ummah'