
The congregational prayer has ended all those who join the congregation have left the mushollah to their respective places, continuing the work that is pending.
Arum walked away from the mushollah, and Hasan and the others were still praying.
"Bibik" called Arum to a housekeeper who was teaching him to wear a veil.
"Yes, Non," said Bibik.
"Would you teach me to wear this veil?" Arum showed me the veil he was wearing.
"Yes, let's teach Bibik." Reply Bibik walked closer towards Arum.
"Let's study in the room!" Arum pulled the Bibik's hand into the room.
Patently and patiently Bibik taught Arum to wear a pasmina veil.
"God is Non" said Bibik staring fixed Arum face from behind the mirror.
"Why Bik?" tanya Arum frowned confused by Bibik's words.
"Non looks so pretty, God is beautiful." Reply Bibik who explains his admiration for Arum who looks perfectly beautiful with a pasmina veil perched beautifully on his head.
"Bibik can be," said Arum smiled shyly while looking down.
"Non Arum" called another housekeeper who was now standing at the door.
"Yes Bik" said Arum looking back at who called him.
"Non Arum is waiting for Mr. Hasan on the side porch." replied the Bibik.
"Thank you for telling Bik" Arum stood up to leave the room and paused to look back.
"Bibik thank you for teaching me to wear a veil," said Arum, then walked back to leave the two smiling Bibik admiring Arum's friendly and polite attitude, also not at all arrogant.
"Sama-sama Non Arum," said Bibik who had helped Arum wear a veil.
Arum walked with slow steps but surely towards the side porch of the house which was meant by Bibik who told him earlier, while in the middle of the door Arum reflex stopped when he saw the scenery in front of his eyes.
The seat that was in Arum was turned into a dining table decorated with small candles in the middle of the table surrounded by various seafood dishes that look so tempting.
"Beautiful," muttered Arum who was still staring in the middle of the door straight at the table in such a magic, clearly visible romantic atmosphere created.
"Please Non!" a man dressed as a waiter invited Arum to approach while at the table that has been available so much food already there Hasan who looks so handsome with sturdy clothes typical of a santri.
Hasan was sitting with a smile turned towards Arum who slowly walked closer, Hasan really looks like a prince who is so handsome in the fairyland makes anyone who sees him will be fascinated.
"Hasan's brother prepared all this?" asked Arum in a curious tone.
Arum was curious and surprised, what really Hasan who prepared this all or others, Arum was really confused because of it.
Hasan who is famous for being cold and indifferent, it is impossible if he can prepare everything in front of Arum's eyes.
"No" Hasan replied briefly.
"If not Hasan, who is going to take it?" ask Arum again.
"Servant," Hasan answered Arum's question in short words.
"Polar base huft" said Arum but still heard by Hasan.
"Pole? mean what?" asked Hasan who was confused by Arum's words.
"What do you want to eat?" ask Hasan.
Arum did not answer Hasan's question he was busy watching every dish on the table.
"I want this" pointed Arum at the two large crabs that were right in front of Hasan.
With tenderness Hasan took the food that had been pointed out by Arum, after a crab tail had landed perfectly on Arum's plate, he again pointed to a large lopster who was also beside the crab plate.
Hasan returned to fetch the food pointed at by Arum, and Arum received the food that Hasan had brought with an expanding smile.
"The waiter knows what my favorite food is?" lirih Arum who felt amazed because the food served the average seafood food that Arum likes, did not forget also with orek tempe at the table.
"Aren't you going to try my Orek tempeh?" ask Hasan.
"Orek tempeh?" Arum who heard Hasan's question asked again.
"Yes, don't you like orek tempeh?" Hasan reminded the speech of Arum who likes to eat orek tempe.
"If there's rice I'd love to eat orek tempeh, but if not I'd choose another one first." Arum.
"Servant," call Hasan.
"Yes, sir" replied the servant.
"Please get some rice for Arum!" pinta Hasan who then sat back in his place.
While the waiter had walked away into the house to take the rice in the pinta oelh Hasan.
"What's this cooking all the waiters here are?" asked Arum with a sparkling face while eating all the food Hasan had given him.
"Everyone was a cook except this," Hasan picked up a plate of orek tempeh lying helplessly beside the lopster.
"I want Sis" said Arum, confusing Hasan.
"You want what Arum?" asked Hasan who was confused after hearing Arum's words.
"Orek tempe made by brother." Reply Arum.
"It's eat!" Hasan put back the orek tempe that he held earlier and placed it close to where I was sitting.
"Thank you, brother," said Hasan who was now sitting staring at Arum.
"Don't look at me, sister, my food is gone." Threatening Arum who felt uncomfortable continued to be stared fixed by Hasan.
"spend!" challenge Hasan who is not at all pestering or afraid of the threat of Arum.
"Ishhh," grumbled Arum, but could do nothing more.
Arum prefers to refocus on spending the food in front of his desk.
"This is the name, sir," a servant gave a plate of rice brought by the servant.
"Thank you" said Hasan.
"Sama-sama Mister," said the servant slightly lowered his head then took a considerable distance from Arum and Hasan.
Since Arum and Hasan had not eaten together, there was Irfan who also took part in eating sitting in another place, not far from the seat of Hasan and Arum. Irfan also ate the same dishes as the one at the table where Arum and Hasan were.