
It was getting late, after a long chat Huda and his family said goodbye to come back home and come back tomorrow to talk about the wedding that will be carried out soon.
"Don't forget to wear the bracelet!" order Huda before leaving Desy.
"Ready, future Imam," Desy's reply made Huda happy to hear it.
"I go home first, beautiful dream, tomorrow we meet again." Huda again said to make Desy surprised, if Huda kept telling me when he would come home.
"Yes, careful!" desy replied with a smile and shook her head looking at Huda's attitude which felt much different from Huda's before going to Australia.
"Huda!" call Imah who was a little furious to see Huda still at home standing where he did not want to move, while Imah and the others were waiting in the car.
"Yes, Mother," said Huda walking with heavy steps towards the car leaving Desy who was still standing on the spot, it felt so heavy leaving Desy at this time, longing that is piled up for a year as if it can not be redeemed just by a day of meetings.
"Of course, don't look! inget is not halal!" Imah reminded the child who seemed unwilling to leave Desy, he continued to look at Desy even though he was in the car.
Huda who heard the mother's words immediately turned his gaze to look straight ahead and no longer turned to look at Desy.
Tonight will be a long night for Huda and Desy, both of whom are equally difficult to close their eyes, remembering each other. If Huda still feels the longing that has not been completed, then different from Desy who is now silent sitting on a mattress with the head of the bed.
"Is everything that's happening real? or just a dream?" lirih Desy while looking straight ahead considering everything that had happened.
Drrrrt .. ddrrrrttt .. dddrrr ....
Vibrate the phone that for almost a year in use by Vina the Sister now begins to sound disturbing daydream Desy.
"Who is it?" muttered Desy felt unfamiliar with the number that contacted him, long enough Desy looked at the phone he was currently holding, until the last vibration of Desy just lifted him.
"Hallo, who is this?" desy asked with a shrunken forehead in wonder.
"Assalamualaikum, ukhti, just this afternoon we separated already forgot you Desy," Shinta's loud voice sounded on the phone.
"Shinta, who do I think? your number is new again?" it was Sarcas Desy who saw Shinta wearing a new number again.
"Yes, the old number has been blocked because no one uses it, my phone will take a long break if I am in the boarding school" explained Shinta.
As a child who comes from the family is quite a mobile phone Shinta is indeed no one to use because all other family members have their own cellphones.
"What's wrong with the phone?" asked Desy who was a little disturbed by the phone made by Shinta.
"Did you like me, did I call the mallem-malem gini?" the answer that Desy did not expect was now heard.
"It's not Shin, I'm just surprised, at this hour you haven't slept, if at the boarding school at this hour you've been molested first," Desy looked for reasons so that Shinta no longer offended.
"It's the first day at Desy's house, so I'm still enjoying the atmosphere of the cozy room and the movie that I've been wanting to see for a long time, so it's a pity to go straight to bed," Shinta told me why she wasn't asleep.
"Wouldn't you feel it every day" Desy said.
"Yes, but I don't know why I'm still so late and lazy to sleep" Shinta said.
"Eh, btw, how is that Mas Huda you've been waiting for? is there any news?" keep Shinta.
Desy who heard Shinta's question immediately told him everything that had happened, and Desy's explanation successfully made Shinta surprised.
"So, are you officially engaged to Mas Huda?" sahut Shinta who is now increasingly curious about the continuation of the story Desy.
"Well congratulations, it turns out your wait is not in vain, I wait for the wedding invitation," said Shinta.
"Beres, it's night, sleep sono! don't stay up! a new wrinkled entar knows your taste," Desy's message.
"Ready, I go to bed first, sometime I will stop by your house. Wait for me!" message Shinta before finally closing the phone.
Desy smiled happily in memory of everything that had happened, he threw himself into enjoying the mattress that he had not occupied for a long time, although not as luxurious as in Shinta's house, but enough comfort for Desy to take a break tonight.
"Leg," softly Desy rolled to the left and to the right enjoying the width of the mattress she was currently on, usually he would jostle with other santri in the pesantren but this time he could sleep with relief.
The long night had passed, now the morning sun began to appear to show its light, today Desy woke up much earlier than usual, after praying tahajjud a third of the night he did not sleep again, today Desy woke up much earlier than usual, after praying tahajjud a third of the night he did not sleep again, but read dhikr until the dawn of Adhan reverberated.
"Mother, Mother," said Desy after finishing her morning prayers, she went straight to her mother to help her cook in the kitchen.
"By morning, honey, it's still too late, why are you awake? rest if you are tired!" sahut Mother Desy.
"No, ma'am, this morning I wanted to accompany you to the cooking. What are you cooking?" desy asked while looking at the material that his mother was preparing.
"Yesterday morning Mother had time to take cassava leaves behind the house, so I want to cook anointing your favorite cassava leaves," replied The Mother.
"Well, what are the salted fish?" asked Desy with a sparkling facial expression.
"There, I still have stock in the refrigerator, today I also want to cook corn rice to be more complete" said Ibu Desy.
"Well my many meal addresses today," Desy said excitedly.
Eagerly Desy helped the mother cook a simple but special taste menu.
"Alhamdulillah, finally finished too," said Desy after all the menus are ready on the table.
"Desy, you better take a shower and get ready! after that we eat together" Mother Desy said.
"Well, ma'am," replied Desy who immediately picked up a change of clothes and rushed to take a shower then got ready for breakfast with the others. Long enough Desy was getting ready in the room until breakfast arrived.
"Well, is there a Mas Huda?" lirih Desy who can only be heard by him.
Desy was a little surprised as she came out already seeing Huda sitting sweetly in the living room, where the Desy family used to eat together every morning, it was already a tradition in the Desy family to have breakfast together every morning, and that's where the warmth of a family always feels.
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