Lightly Longing

Coffee Causes

"Yes, Mom."

Finish eating Kiyai Samad and Pak Arbi out. Maybe it is routine in this pesantren, every man must pray in the mosque which is only about a few hundred meters away.

I went back to the room after helping mother Aisyah wash the dishes as well.

"Sister, can I ask you seriously?"

"Aisyah, don't disturb your brother" said Nur who may have understood how Aisyah's nature.

"No, Mom. Aisyah seriously wants to have the same name, Brother Ananta." Nur simply shook his head slowly and quoted the rest of the dishes containing the side dishes at the table.

"What do you want to ask me, Shah?" I asked the two hands to wash. Aisyah stood beside me rinsing the dishes that were still full of soap.

"Silver brother Bang Arbi dating how long?"

"No courtship like that, Shah."

"Seriously. Same husband who used to be even four years of dating."

"Oh, Bang Arbi's panties are very upset when you hear Sister's marriage."

"I thought Mr. Arbi even had a girlfriend. Anyway, how do we know what's in people's hearts, right?"

Aisyah grinned the horse, after finishing washing the dishes, I walked to the terrace. Breathing in the night air filled with the sound of crickets. It was so quiet, so different from the city.

"Enak's here, right, sister?"

"Emmh, actually if to calm the mind delicious. Access to just about anywhere is pretty far."

"Yes, his name is also in the village, Brother."

"Do you have a job? I'm sure there's no activity."

"There, Brother. I'll take it a minute, yeah."

Aisyah walked into the house, I was still staring at the sky with thousands of stars. Right, here still feels beautiful even in the interior like this.

Since I first came here, only tonight I really enjoy the atmosphere of the village at night. Yesterday the two were always in the room with Mr. Arbi.

Surprisingly, there was no shame in her parents. Not to mention the mark on the neck that still imprints. I don't know when this loss is. I touched Mr. Arbi's bite yesterday.

"Sister, it's my job." Aisyah thrust out a few books, I picked them up and started teaching Aisyah how to solve the task.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Aisyah and I turned our heads, we were on the terrace chair with a round table in the middle. Mr. Arbi came closer and Kiyai left us.

"What do you do, honey?" I looked up at Mr. Arbi who looked relaxed with his sentence. He stood with one hand in his pants pocket, the other hand on my shoulder.

"Mas, shame on ya. There's Aisha!" my protest whispered to him. He slightly bent his body for a while and then returned to his original position.

"Look out, brother. I understand, really. Quiet." Calm."

"So, what do you think about Ananta reading that? Pake the ordinance salatnya all over again."

"Oh, Bang. Let dong, that's the sun. Brother follow, don't you?"

"No dong, Shah. You've been saving your brother, so forget everything."

"Yes, it's sunnah. When done in pieces, if left innocent."

Me and Aisyah mangosteen, however her defense if it comes to religion will definitely lose. We both better give up.

"Darling, make coffee."

"Mas, I taught Aisha again. In a minute, yeah."

"Let's change you. I want to drink your coffee again. Semanis is, isn't she?"

I raise the corner of the lips, a man's mouth is always sweet if he asks for something he wants. If bored, disappear without news. I got out of my chair, walked into the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Ta?"

"Tumbens? Usually he never drank coffee, even ogah-ogahan if asked to drink coffee all night stay up with his father."

"No idea, Mom. I want to say."

"Let me do it, Ta."

"No, Mom. Let Ananta aja. Bang Arbi asked Ananta to make it."

"Yes already." My mother-in-law walked over to Kiyai Samad. I stepped into the kitchen, looking for the black powder. Understandably, not my home and territory. So, it is natural to be confused.

Long enough I was in the kitchen, until my waist circumference felt someone hugging.

"Still a long time, Ta?"

"Sorry, Mas. L'm.... " Mr. Arbi does not know the place, he immediately kissed my lips at a glance. Grateful there are curtains so it does not immediately look we are scene in the back.

Ahem

Deheman's voice my mother-in-law made us jump in shock. Mr. Arbi immediately let go of his embrace. I hit her shoulder slowly and then chuckled together.

"You know no place. Nyosor continue."

"I'm addicted to you, Ta."

"God! You're Mr. Bucin."

"Meet, Ta?"

"Hehe, where is Bu?" I grinned the horse. My mother-in-law is seen rising up and joining us. Mr. Arbi left the kitchen.

"You, if Aisyah sees what she is," whispered her mother as she passed her, which still sounded in my ear. Mr. Arbi just chuckled.

Those wrinkled hands instantly opened the bottom cabinet drawer. He took out a small transparent container complete with a lid. He put sugar on his side.

"Thank you, Mom."

I continued the activities that had been delayed because of Mr. Arbi. A few minutes later, I brought two cups of coffee for Mr. Arbi as well as Kiyai Samad.

I walked towards the terrace where Mr. Arbi and Aisyah studied after putting down my in-laws coffee. These brothers don't seem to get along. Mr. Arbi pinned Aisyah's head, Aisyah murmured while sweeping the former blow of the brother.

"Kok use violence anyway, Mas?"

"No way he could have been, honey."

"Yes, we have to be patient. You're the idol teacher there."

Aisyah already pursed her lips, she continued her writing that she knew what it was.

"I want to learn from Ananta! Don't want to be like Bang Arbi!"

"Eh, this is a child. Taught instead choose, still mending Abang want to teach you."

"I didn't ask!" Mr. Arbi hissed annoyed at Aisyah's words. I shook my head slowly, hinting her to stop bothering Aisyah.

"You just go in there, Mom. Let me teach Aisyah."

"No, I'd love to deket you."

"Bang, I'm not brother here. There!" expel Aisyah who increasingly makes Mr. Arbi growled. I drove away with sign language, Mr. Arbi also moved while carrying coffee earlier. When stepping near Aisyah, he took the time to snap the head of his beloved sister.

Obviously Aisyah whined to call Mr. Arbi's name, she was so disturbed by her brother's attitude.

"Udah, Shah. We'll continue, yes."

"Bang Arbi is, Brother. That's why I don't want to be taught to Bang Arbi."

"Yes, now there is me. I'll help you learn."

"Yes, but Brother Ananta the day after tomorrow has returned to Medan, right? Why don't you stay here, brother?"