Love In Pesantren's

Immediate allure

The time that came was unexpected, the incident hacked suddenly. Like Haqi's parents who took the initiative to come to the city where Hulliyah lived.

They came to Hulliyah's parents without notice. No preparation or welcome. They met with good intentions reserved for surprise, because a few more days Haqi birthday.

As the first child of two brothers who were stepped in to marry by his sister, Haqi also became special in the eyes of his family.

Haqi's parents were very fond of him, looking after him, there was not a single wish Haqi did not grant.

During the day in the middle of the tea plantation, Haqi's parents looked for a house appointed by one of the residents.

After greeting them, they were greeted questioningly.

"Sorry who you're looking for?" ask Hulliyah's mother.

"Is this really Hulliyah Sypa's house?" his mother said Haqi.

The mother of Hulliyah looked at old man Haqi full of probing.

"Right, I'm his mother."

"Oh besan .. I am Salamah, his mother Haqi. This is my husband Mr. Darmono."

Hulliyah's mother gasped and immediately let the iron into the house.

Now they are sitting on the floor with a simple mat, there is no special banquet just warm tea water presented in front of them.

"Sorry, Sir ... Ma'am, we're not very welcome. Hulliyah's father is still in the garden, probably coming home soon."

There was no serious conversation between them because the father was not in their midst.

Hulliyah's mother and Haqi's parents chatted more and more, regarding the smallest matters of their children. The conversation stopped when the father arrived.

Hulliyah's father entered the house with a slight astonishment.

"Dad ... This is our father, Nak Haqi's parents."

Hulliyah's mother took her husband and pulled him to sit down.

Haqi's parents smiled kindly, but not with Hulliyah's father.

Hulliyah's father stared cynically at the iron that seemed to underestimate.

Hulliyah's father stood back up haughtily and said, "my patience has run out, why are you showing up now. After my son became the gossip of the village. I honestly say, I don't like Haqi. Free for you both to come here, you better get Haqi mentally trained my son as soon as possible!"

Hulliyah's father passed into the room without caring about his wife and also Haqi's parents who were shocked by his words.

"Rpa ... Mom, forgive my husband. It's ...."

Hulliyah's mother had not yet finished her words, Mr. Darmono pulled his wife's hand to leave the house.

Hulliyah's mother chased Haqi's parents out of the house, feeling bad about the conditions brought on by her husband.

"Rpa ... Mom, please don't do this! Let's get this over with" said Hulliyah's mother.

Mr. Darmono stopped his steps and said, "never before have I been humiliated like this, if you want this relationship not to continue then I will not continue. I'll make sure my son breaks up his relationship with your son. Excuse me, assalamualaikum."

His mother Hulliyah was stunned to see his iron departure, how this was beyond her wishes. Now what was in the mind of the mother was Hulliyah, her son would be a victim of the selfishness of his own father.

That instant also the mother poured into the house, scooping all the anger in the chest. He walked over to the husband who greeted him in the living room.

"Dad ...."

The father calmly turned on the television without looking at his wife.

"You see when you're like this, poor Lia. Lia's been waiting for this for a long time, and then you just destroy it. Where's Dad's mind?"

The mother regulated her breathing which was severed from anger.

"Dad just wants to see their earnestness, Daddy wants the best for Lia too. Let me use Daddy's way, I don't interfere" said Dad casually.

The mother could only shake her head in disbelief at the husband's response.

Mother passed by leaving her husband who was busy watching the gossip show.

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Elsewhere, Haqi was shocked to hear that his parents were in Hulliyah's hometown. The thing he feared happened, in the phone call the father sounded angry and would soon go to the house in Haqi.

While teaching Haqi did not seem to concentrate, Haqi was terrified that the worst would happen to his relationship and Hulliyah.

After returning from school, Haqi immediately returned to the house he had been living in alone. A simple house he bought from his own labors.

Haqi cleaned up the house that looked messy, dirty clothes that were just loosened on the back of the chair he took one by one. Haqi also swept through all the rooms, many items he found during the sweep, ranging from the lost television remote to the stale rice wrap he had forgotten to eat he found on the sidelines of his sweeping activities.

Haqi mopped the floor of his house until it looked cool, then wiped the window glass mossed by the dust. Requires several rubs until the glass looks cleaner.

After all was done, Haqi headed for the kitchen to cook the rice. Haqi knew his parents would eat at home rather than go to the diner.

After all was done, Haqi dropped himself on top of a long sofa. Haqi felt very tired because his activities were very draining.

"Hadeuh .. cape too, need this wife mah."

Haqi dabbed his sweat origin then closed his eyes in exhaustion.

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In the afternoon, Haqi's parents had arrived at Haqi's house. The state of the unlocked door made them barge in just like that.

Mr. Darmono and Mr. Salamah found Haqi still asleep on the sofa.

They chose to let Haqi fall asleep for a while, while Salamah went to Haqi's kitchen to look for food. What they used to do when they visited their son.

There was only rice there, fortunately on the road earlier they bought side dishes so they could eat right away.

The noise in the kitchen made Haqi blink and wake up. Haqi immediately headed to the kitchen and found his mother's father there.

"Assynoltom, Abi ... Umi .. when will it arrive?"

Haqi sumringah greeted her parents.

"Busan, we're hungry. Come eat!"

The mother invited Haqi to eat together.

During the meal, no one opened his mouth to speak. They enjoy their own food.

Moments later after the meal was over, Mr. Darmono invited Haqi to speak in the living room while the mother washed the dishes in the kitchen.

"Qi, are you serious about continuing your intentions?" ask Mr. Darmono.

Haqi knew the direction his father was heading in that direction, Haqi anticipated the turmoil of his heart with a smile.

"I think I should stop Bi."

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