IF YOU ARE A FOOL

The Arrival of Family

This is my last day of the semester exam. And the day after tomorrow, I plan to take Siska home. I think this miss is too much for me to bear anymore. Almost half a year without seeing my beloved mother. No less difficult than missing papa. Because people say, the figure of the father is the first love for his daughter.

This time Siska and I asked Ummi for permission to go home for a few days. And Ummi understood, because we did not go home for a long time. Except for Ummi's best son, who I think is deliberately looking for things

"no, one day is enough. You can be left out of material if the permission is too much" I think I've been careless enough to deal with Ustadz Billal.

I shook Siska's arm, gesturing her to face Ustadz Billal.

"what's Bill, they're smart kids. Will not be metered if only permission 3 days only" Yes, thank God. Got a plea from Ummi before Siska said anything. Thank you, I swear in my heart.

Good people will always get help. I said in my heart as I walked away, after saying goodbye to Ummi.

"rese emang ustadz your favorite is Kay" said Siska as soon as we reached the pavilion home.

"idiwh, ogah terribly! find a problem for people" I said annoyed.

"luck Ummi is good" said Siska flat.

"Ummi mah, is good. Super good. Very good even" I confirmed Siska's words.

"continue, why don't you want to be his daughter-in-law then? " ask Siska suddenly and make me choke by my own saliva.

"lha, is the cave married to her mother???? " reflek I replied in a louder tone.

Until Siska silenced my mouth and diverted the conversation.

"it's ah, it's not important. What is important now we are packing" ish.

So come feel the incredible homecoming sensation. Different than before. There is more longing. Even though almost every day has been calling the same mom, papa, also adek. But still different sensations.

It turns out that Siska is none other than me, both have a passionate spirit to go home. Tumben, I might call it that. Because usually Siska is the laziest when invited home.

Counting days, the more you wait, the longer it feels.

Moreover, Ustadz Billal has not given up on my and Siska's return. By giving an incredible amount of work.

"for holidays at home, so as not to play" he said.

Awh, EGP is (Emang Gua Pikirin). Yes-iyain. Learn to be a second Siska. 😀

I've also told Dian, if I'm going home for a few days.

I can not deny, when my mind back home, there will always be a shadow of Zia's ustadzah there. Even if Dian had tried to convince me, that everything would be fine. My feelings are still dag dig dug uncertain. I don't understand what I'm really feeling. Mixed into one. Cold sweat that comes out when it goes through the mind.

Until the end of the day is expected to come too. How happy.

It's just that Siska and I had to drive the car by themselves.

The longer we get, the less often we get one more car. Sometimes we miss each other, when we joke around laughing on the street. Agh, if....if......

Can only imagine.

Even I have prepared a plan to get together with 3M. I miss them very much as well. May time and opportunity stand with us.

After saying goodbye to Ummi, I and Siska left immediately. Because there's no Ustadz Billal at home and hopefully it doesn't show up until we're actually gone. Rather than impeding the journey.

My car and Siska walked out of the pesantren. Just for three days, I thought. Slightly saddened as he left the courtyard of this place, it felt already ingrained. It is also the second home to miss.

Sunday mornings become very crowded when many people are plunged into the road to exercise, or just shopping. Car Free Day, not in this place for long. Last time when? until I forget, hihi 😁.

But Siska was already far away, not so down. Less fun walking alone.

My main focus is getting back home. Mama must have been cooking, to welcome the return of her eldest daughter, as usual.

I excitedly stepped on the gas. Increase the speed of shaking the forest. I switched to an alternative road that was free of traffic jams, because Sundays like this are a lot of traffic jam points in the city. It's further, but Siska was waiting for me there. Okelah, when else to test the adrenaline, speeding at speeds above 40km/h.

The horn I had sounded several times greeting Siska when the entrance to the house was one more inch.

Siska went straight home, because of the same longing we felt.

My car is now driving slowly in front of Dian's house, it looks lonely.

As soon as I got out of the car, a familiar voice greeted me. Brother Gilang.

Astagfirullah, I forgot my brother ter-ter.

Apparently my new life at Pesantren changed a lot of things. Including my closeness to family. Because the time to play mobile phone is clearly reduced during there.

"kakkkkkk" I immediately ran towards him. And now he finished hugging her.

"it's just a moment that kangennya" Gilang even teased.

"haist. mode" I said as I sat down to take off my shoes.

From inside the house again appeared the 'little brother' who is now transformed into a teenage girl. Even his height was almost my equal.

"this... little brother who plants too fast, am I the one who does not grow? " my murmured as I walked into the house, shaking hands with my pakde, bude, and other relatives. It turns out to also participate the biological family of the bude.

Not only that, from the direction of the kitchen also still sounded boisterous.

I walked over to the source of the sound. Looking for a beloved mother who forgot to welcome the arrival of her eldest child, including many guests in herbal medicine.

And, countless surprises. Apparently mama is duet making snacks together eyang.

I held a tight hug directly at the two extraordinary women.

It feels like we haven't been together like this for years. Whether there is an event that I do not know, it's appropriate that my mother asked me for permission to go home for a few days. He said it was just kangen, no idea.

"already.. already. Eyang engap" Eyang let go of my hand and now turned around, Eyang who kissed me.

"kangen Eyang" my whine. Then Eyang released the apron he was wearing. Lead me forward, join the others.

While from the top, adek down with another cousin. God, it feels so warm in this house, my smile is full.

It was only fitting that his ripples were immeasurable, already like a bird singing unpretently in the morning. Questions are endless, lots of rankings. Is it because we haven't seen each other for so long?

"all collected. We have breakfast first ayok" the cry of mama from the direction of the dining table disperse the questions of the netizens ✌

Everyone started to head to the dining table. But I took the stairs to look at my beloved room for a moment.

The perfume in the room remained the same. The window is wide open. There is someone sitting on the terrace of the neighboring house, playing his laptop.

I took the phone from the bag. Start opening whatsapp app. There's one top message, from the same person I'm looking at right now. Dian

"don't hold on later, I'll be jealous"

I smiled faintly, so far her hobbies are still the same. Spying on me from the terrace of Melan's second-floor house.

Then I press the call button. We rarely talked these days. I didn't even tell him I was going home.

From behind the sound window we are connected via a telephone line. I waved my hand with a smile. Wiped it but without sound.

Same with those who are on the ground. As soon as he answered the call, I simply said "window" and our gaze met each other despite being quite a distance apart.

We just greeted each other with a smile, there was already the sound of a call from below.

"Kayra, let's have breakfast first" mama's voice is so distinctive in the ears.

"yes maaa" I shouted to my mother.

"want breakfast first" I said briefly to someone who was still standing across the street with a smile.

"ok" he answered briefly, then the call was interrupted.

Haghhhhh, his style that likes to overturn my heart, make it gurgle. Should it be that short as her answer?

But baby, this is not the right time to question that.

I put down my phone and immediately ran down the stairs joining in for breakfast with the others.

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