Love Children Pesantren

In matchmaking?

Iqbal opened the door. With her heart riled up thinking about where Aluna was.

"Wikipedia...?!" Elin's murmur suddenly made the head of Iqbal who had been bowed to be lifted.

Deep in the dining room there, the two netra caught the princess eating food voraciously. "O Allah Aluna..." Call Iqbal with a little screech. Between confusion and disbelief. Where has this boy come from?

The two walked over to Aluna. The 25-year-old spoke up. "Dad! Mother! Where is aja from? How was the deserted house...??"

"Should you ask me, where are you from? Why aren't you home?"

"Hehehe, Aluna is gone from the grave of Lina's mother."

"Why not my permission, dear?" Ask Elin.

"Soalah Aluna was very kangeen same mother. His mind just wants to see Mommy Lina. so don't mind for permission. Sorry."

"So you walked?"

"Yes..."

"O Allah is lun, the grave is far away. You're making me worry! Don't repeat it! If you go to permission first, if you miss the same Mother says the same Father. There is a father who will take you there. Understand?!"

Aluna nodded in response.

"Don't you go to the hospital today?" Ask Elin.

"Light be good, the doctor needs a rest." Aluna replied, then went back to eating fried rice in front of her.

Seeing his daughter's relaxed behavior when he was worried, Iqbal could only sigh long. "Yes, I went to the office first."

"I'm sorry, well, to his office so late because of Luna."

"Hm..." Iqbal nodded with a hand, which was immediately welcomed and kissed by the princess. And so did Elin.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam." Answer the child and mother at the same time.

Moments after Iqbal left, Elin moved to tidy up the table. Want to bring the rest of the dirty cutlery for him to wash in the kitchen.

"Eh mother..." But his hand arrived at Aluna's deterrent. "You have to let me wash it."

"Yes, this is mom going to put it in the kitchen. Will you wash it?!"

"Do it, let Aluna bring it. Mother rest today. While I'm at home, I can't help my mother every day, right?!"

Elin pulled out a chair, sitting next to Aluna. "Why are you doing today?"

"Rest. Sleep, eat..."

"Hemm precisely that, if the mother continues to sleep that there is even dizziness."

"Bun, once upon a time with Aluna. Aluna doesn't want mom tired. How sick will it continue?"

"Why do you want to get sick? There's you who can take medicine and take care of your mother." Reply Elin.

Aluna was silent for a long time. Now they look at each other.

"Not that problem..." Aluna's voice was low. He bit his lower lip, then spoke again by holding back the tears that had accumulated in his eyes.

"Aluna just don't want to lose her figure again...Aluna wants you to stay healthy, and always be there for all of us at any time." He said with a look in my eyes staring at Elin.

•••••

Ting tong, ting tong!

Aluna turned her head for a moment towards the door, she quickly left her job cleaning the living room. Run quickly to the room to pick up the hijab.

A few minutes, the bell from outside still rang. "Yes, patience!" He half shouted from inside.

The door he opened. His eyes immediately caught the figure of the man he knew. "Kevin? How can I know my home address."

The guy smiled. "What I don't know about you." Kevin's eyes began to look inside the house. "Oh, so this is your new home?"

"It's not new, it's old."

"Yes in deh."

"Yes, it's on vin."

Kevin nodded.

He walks behind Aluna who directs her to sit on the guest sofa. "After it's settled?" Kevin asked when he saw a duster lying on the table.

"Yes. It's a holiday." Taking the pot on the table, Aluna asked "What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever."

"The answer is like a girl." Reply Aluna with a chuckle. "Yes, wait a minute, I made ice syrup first..."

"Yes." Yeah."

With quick steps Aluna went into the kitchen. Make drinks while preparing cookies as a banquet. After everything was laid out on the tray, he took it towards the front. Put a glass of drink and setoples pastries on the table.

"Please..."

Kevin nodded. His hands were more interested in taking the cake than the drink, then eating it. One bite, he turned towards Aluna. "What do you do?"

"No. Anyway, I have time to make kuker like that. People go to the hospital every day."

"That means you can't cook?"

"I'm snazing."

Kevin's eyebrows are interlocked. "Kok sneered? I asked Lun."

"That ugly undercover question. Well it can be, even though my cooking is still not as delicious as mother."

"Yes, learn a lot, let it be a good masakin for her husband." Kevin replies and then clears.

"Emm..later to learn that you are already a wife."

"When's the wedding?"

Aluna was silent for a long time when her friend asked the question.

"Haw? The candidate hasn't been caught yet."

"Eh."

"When are you getting married?" Aluna asked.

Kevin leaned his body. Withholding a smile he looked at Aluna.

The reply made Aluna a little surprised. "Do you have a candidate? What's-her-name? Waiting for what? The lecture? Or what?"

"After waiting for the candidate to be sensitive to what I'm talking about."

Aluna was confused. "They?" Mumbled asked. After that he returned to bodo.

"Well, I'm very bodo. As long as it's married, don't forget you let me."

"You will be the one sitting next to me."

Both silent. The one speechless wanted to see the response, the one speechlessly confusedly digesting.

Before long, Aluna laughed. "Kevins.kevin. Why me? Yes, your future wife will sit next to you later. What will I become?"

Kevin took a long. With a sigh of anger he said softly. "That's just not sensitive. I wonder, but the doctor. I should have picked up my talk."

"Girlin!"

Both of them looked up at the stairs. Where Elin was walking down and approached them.

"This is your theme?"

Aluna nodded. "It's kevin. Mommy still snot?"

Elin's eyes immediately turned to look at Kevin standing up. Soon he was a beard.

"Aunty..." Kevin reached out to greet, but quickly Elin cupped his hands together.

Understand, Kevin did the same. Cupping hands with a smile. "Tente can you have a chat with you?"

"Oh ga papa dong aunty."

•••••

"Heart heart..da!" Waving and smiling at Kevin who started driving.

"Lun."

Aluna.

"Mother knows you are the same Kevin used to be very tight, but now you are an adult so you must be able to keep your distance. Avoid interactions that are not important to Kevin, regardless of whether he is your friend or friend, but still you should not violate the boundaries of religious rules. Understand right?" Elin's Advice.

Aluna smiled. "Yes mother. In Shaa Allah. Even so, if for Aluna maintaining the same interaction with the opposite sex is still difficult. But it's a try."

Elin nodded. "Yes, the important thing is that you always remember your mother's message." After saying that Elin passed into the house.

Leaving Aluna who was sighing quietly with a smile. He fell silent looking at the walking mother's back. In his heart the gratitude was again present when he remembered how Elin had been treated so far.

Out there, maybe not many are as lucky as him. Getting the figure of a connecting mother who is so good and loving.

"God thank you, You have presented Mother Elin after Mother Lina left."

•••••

21.56

Aluna opened the door. Upstairs, her parents were watching TV together. His heart moved to come and sit with them.

"Dad, mother, when will Raka come home?" He asked for a while after he sat himself on the soft sofa of the family room.

"No idea, most tomorrow." Answer Elin.

"Lun..." Iqbal put the laptop he had on the table. "What about the puskesmas you want to build? So when's the plan?"

"Oh that, yes Aluna has not thought about when. But, this has land for the building."

"Well, where do you want to wake up?" Ask Elin to join in.

"In the white sand village bun. There his health level is low. Getting treatment is difficult too. So, Aluna wants to help them through free treatment."

"God is the child of the mother..." Elin kissed Aluna on the forehead. "That is your intention."

"Yes, that's why it's a spit in the wake of it." Iqbal. "Or gini, development problems let the father take care of. Later you give the money to father whatever you have, lack of use father's money."

Aluna nodded happily. "Yes..."

"Tomorrow to take you there, will you?"

"Emm.ga knows well. See the condition."

Iqbal smiled and nodded. "When you have free time to go there, just say."

"Yes dad."

The sound of the phone's ringing distracts the three. "Attent." Iqbal picked up the phone standing up and walked out to pick up the phone.

•••••

Tok tok!

"Sister!"

Aluna looked towards the door. "Raka?"

Quickly he got out of the bed and opened the door. Sure enough, his brother was standing before him. "When are you home?"

"Must." Replied Raka who immediately went into Aluna's room. Lose his body there.

Aluna closed the door, squealing a little when she saw the behavior of the younger brother who was in a disrespectful feeling. "You go in the room excuse me, deck!"

"Yes ga papa. Brother, please incandescent!"

Aluna glares. "Have a son! No!"

"Oh Allah, I am tired of this. Banget! Please dong..masah order pijitin father mother, it's not polite." Raka looked at the older brother with a pleading gaze. "Come, plis. Crumple all this taste."

"Who told you to climb the mountain?!" Reply Aluna with judes, a little sincere he began to massage Raka's hands.

With ease Raka replied. "The name is also a hobby."

A moment both of them were silent, the silence was split as Raka asked something. "Btw, do you really want to be in a mate?"

Aluna's hand stopped. He glanced at Raka. "What the hell is that?"

"I asked brother. You see, when I got there, it just happened to fit the phone dad outside. Not a sniff, but not intentionally. Said I had a plan for brother." Raka's explanation made Aluna slightly flinched in shock. Is it true?

"Wrong time."

"It's impossible." Reply Raka sure.

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