Love In Pesantren's

Kidnapping mission

"It seems like I should indeed stop Bi," Haqi said confidently.

The father frowned at the words of his son.

"Stopped?"

"Yes, I know Abi was shocked, right by my in-laws' attitude?" Haqi.

The father nodded waiting for the next word to be said by his son.

"I will stop obeying my in-laws, I will take my wife with or without her permission. After all Sypa has become my dependant is no longer his parents."

"Why not from yesterday? Qi ... Qi, you're an easy matter to make hard."

The mother who had just come out of the kitchen greeted her son.

"You sure?" ask the father.

"Remain Bi, Haqi is tired of constantly being hung up like this" Haqi said.

"Abi is up to you, but Abi will decide after Abi meets your wife in person. If your wife is worth fighting for, Abi will support her with all her might."

"Ummi too."

Again the mother chimed.

"Well, tonight I'll bring Sypa here" Haqi said.

"Hey ... Why do we look like criminals planning a kidnapping?" said Bu Salamah.

"This is the title of kidnapping Mi's daughter-in-law."

They laughed together that afternoon.

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Tonight Haqi went to the Pesantren, he spoke at length with Mama Haji expressing his intention to bring Hulliyah.

"I actually allow it, but what about your in-laws? He has mandated Hulli to me."

Mama Haji seemed doubtful about Haqi's decision.

"You don't have to worry, I'll take full responsibility."

Mama still seems to think with Haqi's decision.

"So, ask Hulli first! If Hulliyah is willing, Mama will also allow."

Like a breath of fresh air in his heart, Haqi was sure that Hulliyah would agree.

Haqi waited for Hulliyah right at the core of the madrasah where Hulliyah was studying the yellow book inside.

Although dozens of mosquitoes swarmed, the cold pierced, Haqi remained waiting there.

Haqi was suddenly alarmed by Hulliyah's reply, his confidence suddenly shrinking from the lingering wait.

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Shortly after the study ended, Hulliyah came out of the madrasah with other students. Not yet aware of the whereabouts of her husband, Hulliyah walked hand in hand with Neli, they headed towards the kobong. Wanting to immediately drop down because they were tired all day they quickened their steps.

"Pope ...."

A successful call made Hulliyah turn her head, as if her dream had found Haqi standing among the santri-santri passing by.

"I'm Li first," Neli seemed to understand the situation and chose to avoid her innocent brain guessing.

Hulliyah waited for Haqi to get close, after their distance was close then nervousness took over. Haqi, who had been convinced, could now only scratch his nape, was confused to start a conversation from where.

"It's not good to talk here, brother come with me!"

Hulliyah walked over first letting Haqi tail him behind.

Now, they were in front of the Hulliyah kobong, a bamboo stool that became the second buffer of an awkward body.

"In the house there was Ummi and Abi."

Hulliyah looked at Haqi with seriousness.

"They want to meet Sypa, can Sypa come with me tonight?" haqi said doubtfully.

Hulliyah blinked letting in a moment of silence then said, "but is it okay? Mama probably won't allow it."

"I've talked to Mama, she allows if Sypa wants. So how's?"

Hulliyah seemed to think, considering which one he should choose.

"Tonight, isn't it?" ask Hulliyah.

Haqi was confused as to what to answer, his plan would take Hulliyah forever. If this was the case, would Haqi have better lie?

"Yes, tonight it's just."

Haqi eventually chooses to lie, as long as the mission of kidnapping his wife is successful. Haqi lied for this time only.

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Now they are in the same car driving away from Pesantren. The mission of kidnapping in a blatant way was a success.

It was almost midnight when they reached Haqi's house.

Hulliyah who was the first time to the house was feeling awkward not overbearing. For the first time Hulliyah regretted her decision, had she refused.

Ah it's all over.

Hulliyah followed in her husband's footsteps, staring at his back doubtfully.

Bad questions began to flutter in his mind.

"Council* ... Ummi, I'm home." Haqi knocked on the door.

Hulliyah was a little relieved and convinced that inside there was indeed a person, especially when the silhouette of the shadow of the hooded woman was seen through the thin curtains, it seemed to open the door.

Is correct.

Hulliyah was very relieved, when the door had opened. The in-law gave his best smile and guided Hulliyah into his arms.

The in-laws grabbed him and brought Hulliyah into the house. In the living room, Mr. Darmono was waiting impatiently.

"Sit Nak!"

The mother sat Hulliyah right beside her.

They also began chatting asking each other, just a moment Hulliyah already seemed familiar with her mother-in-law.

Haqi watched the two women he loved carefully, there was a feeling that was bubbling up in his chest. A feeling that was hard for him to express.

"So, yesterday's wedding Haqi gave me what marriage?" ask Mrs Salamah.

Hulliyah looked at the husband who was also looking at her.

"God willing the money of one hundred and fifty thousand."

The mother glared in disbelief.

"Cash ... Haqi you are timid huh."

"Shy what's Sii Mi? It was urgent, I brought nothing but the money."

Haqi did not accept the words of his mother.

"Why do you love him so much? Can be a little bit edean, buy a cheap girl. It's worth it that your in-laws don't believe in you."

Apparently the mother slipped making Haqi tiptoe while staring at Hulliyah who began to show a look of astonishment.

"Ah Ummi has started to digress, let's just sleep Mi!" Mr. Darmono understood that this situation would not continue well, therefore Mr. Darmono invited his wife to the room even by force.

Stay now Haqi and Hulliyah were sitting together in the living room.

"What did Ummi mean, brother?"

The question that Haqi was afraid of finally came up as well.

Haqi chose honestly this time, himself breathing heavily before saying.

"Actually Abi and Ummi were at noon to the Sypa house. And ...."

"And you threw them out?" Hulliyah's voice trembled as she guessed the continuation of her husband's words.

"No .. not so, it's just that there is no agreement when we will formalize our marriage. There's still no meeting point for both of our parents."

Haqi tried to lie again, but this time it seemed that Hulliyah did not believe his words.

"Don't lie, brother! I know what hard Dad is? He must have hurt Ummi with Abi. I'm ashamed."

The uninvited tears came out as well, Haqi's heart suddenly ached upon seeing those tears.

"I'm ashamed Brother ...."

Hulliyah was still crying and hid her face behind her palms.

While Haqi was still sculpting without being able to do anything.

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Make a house with cement mortar

The one who got stuck in traffic

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