Jodoh Terminal

Jodoh Terminal
presumptions



I poured rice into a plastic tray, then put fried tempeh with a basket of corn on it.Don't forget to take sauteed kale in addition to the tucked sambal, complete accompany breakfast today.


The menu is simple but very appetizing. Especially coupled with crackers that add criuk on the tongue.


I ate it with Siti and Ms. Riana. Eating together in one container makes the pleasure even more.insyaAllah blessings. 


We are taught to always Qona'ah, receive all the favors even if only in simple form.Stay grateful so as not to be a kufr person. 


"Well, where's Ulfa why not have breakfast? I asked Riana


We usually eat four. 


"Still pick up Ning Faza school" he replied 


"Oo, just said the same to me, he said he did not want to go to school Ma'am, wanted to be invited by Abah to Umik" I explained while putting in a mouthful of rice 


"So, this morning was a drama first, Ning Faza could often be so.nunggu seduced by Umik used to just want to go to school" said Riana Mbak 


"Well, umik just as Abah wants to do something?" Ask Siti 


"Lack of knowing me, but he said Ning Faza was, want to pick up mas, do not know who is meant" explained me again 


"Oo.might want to pick up Ning Faza's mas, Ma'am" Riana said 


"Listen, Gus Syam has graduated from college, Abah Yai asked him to come home, so he can help take care of Pesantren here" Riana continued


I snorted, making my neck feel choked.Nasi that I just swallowed, it felt stuck in the throat. 


"Uhukkk,,,uhukkk,,,uhukkk" I choked on hearing the words of Sister Riana who called the name of the Son of Abah Yai 


"Drink first Ms. Ojah" Siti gave me a glass of water, I immediately grabbed it and immediately drank it 


Thankfully, a sip of water could make my breath roll back.


"Kok can choke anyway Mbak, be careful if you eat again" said Mbak Riana warned 


"Hehe.....No pardon Ma'am" I replied while sipping water in the glass again


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"Mbak Ojah, after a meal please pull the clothes that are hanging is yes" ordered Umik Nyai who suddenly came out of the bathroom while pointing to the lilac color shar'i robe in the hanger next to the closet


"Regulate Mik" my timpal obeyed his orders 


He passed by and went into the back room to perform dhuha prayers.  


I immediately finished my breakfast, Madam Riana also went to pick up the dirty containers that were about to be washed.Sedika Siti was still fun to spend the rest of the rice in the tray earlier. 


Kuraih clothes Umik Nyai and immediately ironed it carefully 


Ning Faza came with Mba Ulfa to enter through the front door of the house


"Ojah's mother got a four-star rating" he said funny by showing the book in front of me 


"Oh yeah, sippp, Pinter Ning" I said showing my two thumbs


"Umik where Mbak" asked Mbak ulfa 


"That's in Ma'am's room, still praying dhuha" I replied while still rubbing the iron on the shirt 


Sister Ulfa led Ning Faza into the living room to replace her clothes.


I stared at the window right in front of the ironing table, seen Kang Tirta who walked a little limp towards the dorm.Aji and Arman looked at him on the left and right 


Aware I noticed, He looked back.By quickly I threw away the view, focusing again on the ironing. 


Somehow there is a strange pounding every time I see it, especially after witnessing the incident that just happened to him.There is a sense of pity that I think is not as usual 


I looked once more at him, until his back seemed to be getting further away from the sight of the eye 


"I.em..em.." 


I was stunned when I heard Abah Yai's voice coughing and looking at me


"Astaghfirullahaladzim" I cried out in shock at the sudden arrival of Abah Yai


I don't know how long he's been standing in the doorway, I get even more riled up when Abah starts to step closer beside me 


"Look at what Nak Ojah is" he asked, making me nervous 


"Eh, mboten wonten Bah" I replied with a slightly bubbling heart 


Abah looked at the window, fortunately Kang Tirta's shadow was no longer there 


"Loh Bah has come home" said Umik Nyai who came out of the room carrying a digital bag and was still wrapped in a face on his body 


Umik approached as he grabbed Abah's hand. Subjected salim with full takzdim


"Had Mik, just entered the house" replied Abah 


Umik Nyai a sholiha wife, always polite and friendly when welcoming the arrival of Abah Yai every time he came after filling studies in the opposite village 


"Bah, cadose Tirta mboten saget ngantar. Manton dawah wau injured leg" (Bah, it seems Tirta could not inter.after falling was injured leg) said Umik Nyai while giving a glass of black coffee on the table 


"When Mik tibo nek"(loh, when Mik fell) asked Abah 


"So Bah" replied Umik 


"Oah, my nek mlaku penk rodok limp" (Oalah, the street pantesan kok a bit limp) said Abah 


I gasped 'kok Abah Yai knew Kang Tirta the way was limping, Did Abah just now really notice' my mind wondered 


"But mboten nopo-nopo Bah, Namung babras kale dengkule gosong, masio ngoten Tirta mboten puron dibeto teng clinic even guwun in sequence mawon" (But nothing Bah, tirta mboten, only the wound and the knee are burnt, even so Tirta did not want to go down to the clinic and instead asked to be massaged) explained Umik again 


"Yowes no opo-opo, Tirta ben rest ae sek. Mariki not nelfon Cak Bambang ae sing iso nyupiri"(Yes it's okay, Tirta let rest first. After this, you want to call Cak Bambang who can drive) 


True, Kang Tirta also became the personal driver of the Abah Yai family. He was often asked to take him wherever Abah Yai and Umik Nyai went, including taking him both during the evening to his son's boarding school.


After I finish doing my job, I want to go to the dorm 


Umik was busy preparing the items he would carry later, looking very elegant after wearing the lilac color syari robe in line with the khimar I had ironed earlier 


" Sir ulfa, do not forget in the lock yes the back door, let no cat go inside" Umik told Mbak Ulfa who helped prepare Ning Faza


"Mik's Precious" said Ulfa's sister whom I can still hear next to the house 


I rushed towards the girls dorm with Siti who had just finished helping Madam Riana wash the dishes in the back earlier 


I put my foot on the floor of the room while mutolaah kabu fiqh. I remember later that night the schedule of poetry in the hall ahead, noting the important things in the book as references that I had been looking for in other books of fiqh. 


"Mr Ojah, whose ring is this?" Tanya Siti approached me while giving a small circular object in the palm of my hand 


" I don't know who this is. Where'd you get this from?" Ask me for wonder 


"Above your locker Ma'am" explained Siti 


"Huh, I don't have a ring like this" I took a good look at that thing, the black cockka ring on the inside that says the letter "S" 


"From Kang Tirta it was Mbak" said Rumana who had just entered the room 


"Huh, Kang Tirta" I was flabbergasted to hear Rumana say 


"Yes, just leave it to me, he said he wanted to be given to Siti" he continued 


Duarrr 


'What? Kang Tirta gave a ring to Siti, in which the initials "S" were "Siti". The time is right Kang Tirta likes the same Siti' my inner thinking is not 


I can't believe that Siti really likes Kang Tirta, although it feels disappointed but I must be ready to let them go.I have to be sincere anyway all this time I with Kang Tirta have nothing to do. 


Siti still seems to think, as if she could not believe if she was given a ring 


"Does Kang Tirta love this ring to me, did he say what the same sampean?" Ask Siti on Rumana


" Don't say anything at all, just want to leave this for Siti. Uh yes, there was a small paper as well Ma'am because I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, then I just put it on the locker"tipal Rumana  


"Where does the paper go now?" Ask me to wonder


"Yes there, I put it under his ring" Rumana replied, pointing to my locker 


We were immediately busy looking for the little paper Rumana meant. Where did the paper go. What's behind that paper. 


Siti and Rumana were still trying to find the paper behind the books and books that were lined up on the nightstand. 


"Maybe fell mbak, but if it fell , surely the go is not far around the locker" said Siti who also has a point 


After a long search, but the paper has not yet been found 


"Here it is, it will be sought again.Or just ask Mbak Riana and Mbak ulfa maybe they know" I said while looking at the ring again


"They clearly do not know mbak, it seems that no one has entered this room other than the same sama Siti 


It's true too Mbak Riana as Mbak Ulfa busy at home since this morning 


"Oalah, I'm more curious about the contents of the paper, actually Kang Tirta love the ring for whom" asked Siti to herself 


I exhaled a rough breath, feeling tired I finally decided to take a short break. I saw the clock already showing at half-twelfth noon


"Leave ae Sit, krko lak yo meet" (stay sleep Sit, later also met)sungutku on Siti  


"Yowes mbak, I'm yo kelal"(yawah mbak, I'm tired too) said Siti chimed in 


As questions raged in my heart, my mind drifted more and more into imagining something uncertain. 


🍂Looks like I should really stop hoping, before the disappointment I think this is going to stop. I fell asleep , carrying the glass of a heart that was never considered🍂 


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Allohumma sholii 'alaa Sayyidina# Muhammadin tibbil Qulubi wadawaiha....  


I woke up to hear sholawat praise from the toah of Jami' Mosque which was right in front of the pesantren cottage yard.Very melodious because there is a characteristic of the tone of the hammer.I really know the owner of the beautiful voice.


I enjoyed deeply, pervading every verse He sang.Sholawat Tibbil Qulub which has the meaning of healing the heart. Sholawat is so great for anyone who wants to read.  


Like Dawuh Abah Yai, under no circumstances should not forget to beristighfar and sholawat. Be privileged because every day a servant must make a mistake. Bersholawat that the people of Kanjeng will be recognized by the Prophet on the Day of Resurrection. 


" Ojah's mother wakes up, takes a shower first.Mumpung bathroom is quiet" said Siti while shaking my arms 


"I pray jama'ah ashar first yes mbak, sampean still udzur right?" Another impact 


I nodded and got up to prepare to clean myself up 


After the shower I dried the three clothes I had washed earlier, on the balcony of the second floor terrace of the princess dormitory.


When I went back to the room, I looked down, how surprised when I saw Siti who was talking to a young man.From the look on their faces they both looked so happy,until his laughter was heard by the eardrum.


What makes them happy, What makes them so excited.Benakku not calm, want to immediately move to find out the truth. 


Aware I watched the young man pass away, leaving Siti smiling by herself. 


I think more and more about every preconception that exists


"Did Kang Tirta have a crush on Siti, until she gave the ring as a sign of heart bond" I told myself


Why is my heart so painful, is not Siti also my friend even like my sister. He deserves to be loved by anyone.I must not be selfish, in order to keep this brotherly relationship harmonious. 


I went inside, pulled a bucket of laundry in front of the room.My heart was still riled up, trying to rearrange the feeling that was beyond reason. 


'Bismillah, I can.I will be prepared, whatever the reality will be I face' My mind is encouraging 


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Evening came, I headed towards the hall to the left of the courtyard of the son's dormitory. I held some books and books that I prepared for the poem tonight. Towards the hall I had to step through the hallway of the madrasah class.


The Yellow Book of the Book of Fiqh is held once a week. The goal is that the Santri more able to master every problem and question in the material.Various ideas of opinion emerge from the students, the, until finally summarized after looking for answers that are considered the most appropriate in some books of fiqh. 


When I got to the hall a little more, my steps came to a halt, because someone called me 


"Sir" 


That name, which always manages to rattle my heart rate 


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Please give me your criticism and advice, friend. In this chapter I love the translation, because there are those who do not understand the language of Java 


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