Love In Pesantren's

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I went to the kitchen, I saw my mother there with Sari's wife bang Gazani.

"Assalamualaikum.ibuuuu, Nimas kangen.."I hugged my mother who I missed so much.

Then I salami mbak Sari. "Which point?"ask mbak Sari.

"tuh in front of "poinku.Mbak Sari then walked to meet her husband in front.Tak until a few minutes Mbak Sari returned, "fake me.why not say there are guests"he said, taking an empty glass and pouring drinks on it.

"Guests? Whose guest is Sar?" Ask my mom to her.

"The candidate is Nimas kali," said Mbak Sari made me glare for a moment.

"Don't be reckless..He was Ustadz Zamzam this morning Mama Haji asked him to help him so that he could come here sooner." I explained.

My mother rushed forward to meet her guests.While Sari was still busy making drinks.I sat watching her.

"Eh deck, Ustadznya handsome yes" said Mbak Sari.

"astagfirulloh mbak, ga good ah ghibahin people"I was lazy to deal with the genius of my sister-in-law this one.

"Ye this is not a blessing to praise" said Mbak Sari in self-defense.

I shook my head, whether the husband and wife are the same behavior.

Ms. Sari brought a tray of drinks and a little snack to the front room, I followed her in the back.

I sat down next to my dad talking to my brother and Ustadz Zamzam.

While my mother in the other seat, Ma'am Sari bailed to the stall to buy vegetables to cook.

"I'm sorry Ustadz kid here isn't as comfortable as I thought" my mom said.

Ustadz Zamzam smiled sweetly, even sweetly, almost to make me feel happy, I immediately turned my eyes to my father.

"This is adem ma'am, I can feel at home here" said Ustadz.

"Makanya find a wife here stadz so we can chat at any time.tuh Nimas nganggur tuh"sela Bang Gazani.

"InshaAlloh if you are a fool" he made me stunned instantly, eh wait I must have heard wrong.."astagfirulloh ya Allah forgive your servant yes Alloh"batinku keep praying.

"Oh yes stadz just stay here tomorrow just go back to the boarding school, after all it's cloudy afternoon again."Bang Gazani's.

The Ustadz seemed to think hard, then my father chimed in, "yes, I want to go back tomorrow to his boarding school, tonight tonight, son Ustadz can spend the night at the house next to this house."

"oh so brother doesn't live here?"ask Ustadz Zamzam.

"No, let's go to the house next door you must be tired of driving that rest there" my brother asked.

Ustadz Zamzam said goodbye to my mother's father to come with my brother.

Stay now me and mom's dad."dad why did it get stuck?"my many.

"ah this can be a disaster, no matter how there must be a silver lining" he said.

"yes one of his silver lining we can meet with a potential ghost."tipal my mother.

"ih mother, Ustadz Zamzam is not a future mother-in-law don't expect mom" I said exasperatedly.

My father and mother laughed at my behavior, while an upset me passed into the kitchen, where Sari was already in the kitchen through the back door.

"What do you want to cook?"my many.

"What, uh Ustadz Zamzam what's his favorite food?"said mbak Sari.

"how do I know mbak, what cooking, he must eat" I said lightly.

#ko I wrote it while smiling to myself yes (author)

#do not mulsi deh thoor (Nimas)

#that's your family somplak all (author)