
'assalamualaikum ummah.' My greeting after picking up the phone.
'waalaikumsalam sya, you where son, this ummah has been empty' but the house is empty'
'fisya in kosnya hilya ummah, ummah wait a moment yes, fisya go home now there same hilya also he said kangen same ummah want to meet'
'yes have been careful ummah wait ya, assalamualaikum'
'waalaikumsalam ummah' I said while turning off the phone. after the guilla was ready we went back to kosan with my group.
arriving there, it turns out that the ummah is talking with the boarding mother.I and others immediately approached the ummah and shook hands.
"who is the same person here?"ask me while sitting next to the ummah after the boarding school and my friends say goodbye.except me, hilya and fizah
"sama mas-mas cottage, but there in the car ngak want to go down. dad ngak come there are many guests at home"
"ummah, fisya direct reception?" ask hilya
"yes, the day after tomorrow's house is new in your boarding school but in the son's cottage is just a tasyakuran from the kyai family"
"the fish are still back here, aren't they ummah?" ask fiz
"yes still back again, how about tomorrow you guys pick up, then ummah ask abah for your permission to kyai"
"no need to be ummah later even ngerepotin right in pesantren also again on busy" said hilya
"yes ummah is important our prayers are always the same nafisya, will later still be able to meet again the same fisya, fearing later strange talking meetings"
"thank you already want to be his nafisya friend, nafisya lucky to have temen like you" said ummah while holding the hands of fizah and hilya
"lust the good people of the ummah, anyone would want to be friends with fisya, including gus zaky." said fizah seductively.
"if that is not asked" said Ummah
"yes already done the items that want to be taken home, ummah ngak can long here because the house many guests". I immediately went to the room and put the things I needed during the house later. After all the goods are ready, I immediately approached the ummah and say goodbye to the boarding house.
"be careful on the road" he said
"thank you ma'am" I replied.
"have you come, son?"ask dad after I kissed the back of his hand
"new nyampek yah, mas ngak anyone here?"
"again on the break from the morning many guests who came, immediately rest yes later malem many brothers father who came"
"fisya to the room first well" said my saying.
I went straight to the room and cleaned myself. After I finished praying I lay down on the mattress. suddenly hp rang
'assalamualaikum' greeting someone there
'waalaikumsalam gus' I replied
'already home?'
'already gus, this again in the room. what's the gus?'
'there's nothing just want nanya already nampek what ngak, earlier I was told if ukhti had arrived at home. hence directly call'
'iya gus is home'
'want you if you go directly to the yemen do not have to wait to finish pkl?'
'can you do kyai?' ask me curious
'no way, it must be finished first, but it seems difficult to make mas, because after marriage there is still time for us to be friendly'
'this gus zaky is not the one who called, why be a dreadlocks anyway'
'the same womb of the wife-to-be himself has nothing right. yes already yes mas matiin used to be called ummi'
'yes gus, assalamualaikum'
'waalaikumsalam'