Love as Beautiful Dusk In Pesantren Season 2

The Midnight Martabak Hunt

The whole journey looks so lonely and quite gripping for anyone who passes through it, but it is very different from what Hasan feels, he said, at the moment he only hopes to find a meat martabak seller on the side of the road that looks lonely.

"That's Syei's martabak seller'!" hasan shouted while pointing to the end of the road at the intersection.

"Come on the hunt Bi! hopefully there is still," said Arum with hope and enthusiasm that is clearly visible on his face.

Hasan only smiled in response to Arum's statement and then pulled his car over near the martabak seller.

"You want to order how many boxes of Shei'?" ask Hasan before getting out of the car.

"Three Abi," Aeum replied steadily without much thought.

"All right, wait here! and don't go anywhere!" the edict of Hasan, which Arum nods to, is a sign that he is responding to Hasan's orders.

With a definite step Hasan down from the car approached the martabak seller and fortunately the martabak that Arum wanted was still there, without asking much, Hasan immediately ordered three boxes according to what was asked by Arum, although in his heart there was a little question, for what martabak this much? but Hasan remained silent not to reveal his question.

"How's Bi? is my order available?" sergeant Arum who saw Hasan just got into the car.

"You take it easy, the three boxes of martabak you want are already in the bag," replied Hasan and Arum just smiling sweetly at hearing it.

'Cup'

"Thank you, Bi" said Arum, kissing Hasan's left cheek.

Ever since she became pregnant she had kissed Hasan's cheeks all of a sudden, and Hasan who was used to it now only smiled happily and shook his head, his hand rubbing Arum's head at a glance.

Mobiil drove back leaving the martabak seller who looks still fun cooking martabak for some buyers who just came.

"Abi, what's going on there? what's a real race?" arum asked with a curious expression to see how many young men were clustered on the side of the road with various types of motors parked neatly on the side of the road.

Noise began to be heard when three motorcycles in the middle of the road were turned on when the rider who looks young.

"It looks like there is a wild racing Syei'" Hasan replied while paying attention to the circumstances around.

"Why are they this way anyway?" suddenly plain Arum complained.

"They do often do wild racing in the middle of the night, using the quiet streets for the race arena," explained Hasan.

"Ishhh, would it not harm another rider Bi?" ask Arum.

"If what I believe is clearly the danger of Syei', but there is more danger if I interfere," replied Hasan to make Arum silent and no longer ask.

Now Arum began to focus on staring at the martabak that had been bought by Hasan. "Bi," call Arum.

"Why is it, Syei'?" sahut Hasan without changing position or turning towards Arum.

"The dignity is that I eat first." Pamit Arum who suddenly felt bad if immediately spent the martanak that had just been bought by Hasan the husband.

"Eat!" replied Hasan who understood if actually since then Arum was impatient to eat martabak dagung which had been lying on the dashboard of the car.

Without any length more Arum immediately replied and took a box of meat martabak for him to eat. Then enjoy it without looking at the direction of the real Hasan since glanced at what Arum did.

"Sorry Bi, the hammer is really good, Abi want to?" sahut Arum while offering martabak in his hand.

"You just eat, Abi is still full," Hasan replied with a non-flat expression with no interest.

Along the way there is only silence, which looks only a few riders who pass. At first glance Hasan glanced at the clock that was circular in his hand which already showed at two in the morning.

'Hasan deserved the atmosphere was very quiet, it was already two o'clock, ' Inner Hasan.

Drowsiness and fatigue began to creep into Hasan, as hard as he could to resist all the flavors that exist.

'Prophet Hasan, two more months of your struggle will surely find results and you will reap the fruits of what you have fought for.' Hasan's mind was again speaking in his heart.

"Abi, I'm waiting inside the house." Arum's message came shortly after getting out of the car and walking quickly towards his house.

"Syei'! slow road!" Hasan again reminded Arum, but the one who was reminded was even funny and just continued to step regardless of Hasan's warning.

"Basar Bumil," muttered Hasan while shaking his head at Arum's increasingly strange behavior.

Hasan started the car again and parked it in the garage then walked to his house to see what else Arum was doing.

"Bi, here!" call Arum while waving a hand gesturing for Hasan to come closer to him.

"Tumben sitting down?" ask Hasan.

At this time Arum was sitting on a thick carpet that is usually barked in the corner of the room because Arum rarely wears it. He prefers to sit or sleep on the sofa which he thinks feels so soft.

"For the first time I want to sit under Bi" replied Arum.

"Drink first Bi!" said Arum gave one medium-sized glass of tea that looks a little steaming.

"This is for Abi?" hasan asked astonished at Arum's suddenly sweet attitude.

"Yes, Arum made tea. So Abi I made it too." Arum replied with a sweet smile that seemed to adorn his face.

'Tumben very,' inner Hasan felt strange with the attitude of Arum, since pregnant Arum rarely make Jasan drink. Arum is more often mintadi masakin than cooking, he often complains of nausea when smelling the aroma of garlic is still raw, although strange Hasan still patiently face it. For Hasan to hear Arum is pregnant and both are fine is more than enough.

"Thank you Syei'" said Hasan with a smile he looked like, Hasan always tried to do his best so that Arum can continue to feel happy and comfortable living his pregnancy.

"Bi, this is for you, let's eat together!" Invite Arum to give a martabak box in front of him.

"Why was it given to me Syei'? weren't you the one who wanted to eat that martabak?" sahut Hasan's.

"So I ate one box of Bi, and now there are only two boxes left, I deliberately ordered three to be able to eat with you while at home" Arum explained.

Hasan could no longer dwell, refused to be useless because if he refused Arum would obviously be angry and lash out the laziest thing to face by Hasan.

"All right, let's eat!" invite Hasan still with a fake smile, even though he actually does not want to eat but still he forced so that Arum feel relieved and happy.