Love In Pesantren's

my dear friend

It was getting late, the event was still crowded. Naturally, because the event is also in the title all halal bihalal, reunion as well.

Initially the event will be held after eidulfitri but only realized today.

We return to Nimas and his friends who are still busy chatting. Zamima was still sleeping in a baby carriage, while Reasad son of Siti was brought by Hulliyah around Pesantren.

Ckck looks like Hulliyah is training to take care of the baby. Haha.

"Over time we don't gather like this."

Rista spoke out loudly, making almost everyone look at her. As a result, her husband Amir had to put a little touch on Rista's arm to keep her voice down.

Dittoel?

"Are you a prank?"

Eh Rista ko ga desensitized.

Amir scratched his head between embarrassment to everyone and grumbling to his wife.

If again at home has been bitten, maybe it thinks Amir.

"Sof, Farrel isn't coming?"

Again Rista's voice broke the atmosphere.

Sofia would open her mouth before Ustadz Ahmad interrupted her.

"Farrel's out of town again."

Everyone was upset except for Nimas, again he looked at Sofia's smiling face but somehow Nimas saw the grim side behind the smile.

Nimas looks like a yee fortune teller.

"I'll go back first."

Sofia left the crowd. Then Nimas followed him.

It's been a long time since he's been chatting with Sofia.

Sofia sits on the porch of one of the empty cobongs.

Watching the drizzle that was then coming down tightly.

"Safs.."

Nimas's sudden voice caused Sofia's attention to be distracted.

"Nimas, what's the matter here?"

Sofia shifts so Nimas can sit next to her.

"You're also going to a lonely place like this."

Sofia.

"I'm not ordinary in the crowd." said Sofia.

"Hmmm, Sof look at that tree."

Nimas pointed at the bamboo tree in the distance.

"Which tree, which tree or bamboo tree?"

Sontak Nimas glared with a smile.

"Tell me anything."

Sofia chuckled at Nimas' irritated tone of voice.

"The tree is always standing even if it is hit by wind, rain, or heat. But there are times when the tree is not strong, there are times when the tree gives up. Whether it was cut down by humans or fell because of something else. Like us, we have to be strong to deal with the situation. But.."

Nimas turned to Sofia, who was now looking at the trees.

"Sofi, you can also give up."

Sofia looked at her best friend.

"Rush up? Why me, Nim?"

Nimas looked closely at his best friend.

"You can give up being Farrel's wife if it hurts."

Sofia smiled as she turned her eyes straight ahead.

"I'm nothin. I want to be like you."

Nimas frowned not understanding.

"I can do it, right? Aye right?"

Now their views meet again.

"Why me?"

"Yes you, I want to go through this difficult time like you used to and finally now you are happy right."

"But I don't know if I'll be happy or not."

Sofia continued her words in her heart.

"Do you love Farrel?"

This Nimas question cannot be conditioned.

Sofia shook her head, "I don't know Nim. But now I know why God made me Farrel's wife."

"What's? Why?"

Sofia smiled holding Nimas' hand.

"You don't get covered gini dong Sof!! I can't go in to help you."

Nimas was not satisfied with Sofia's response.

Sofia smiled back as she stared fixedly at her best friend's eyes.

"Be happy with Ustadz Zam, that way you've helped me."

"Sooof.."

Nimas hugged Sofia and cried there.

Sofia returned her embrace.

"Udah ah don't cry!! It doesn't look like Mima has it this way."

Nimas took off his embrace, in a bag of tears still pouring out.

"You can't be cute gini dong Nim, I'm jealous."

"Ishh you're Sof."

Nimas shifted his body away from Sofia.

Finally, the novelty turned into the joy of the two friends who laughed at each other.

"Udah ah, let's go back to the Hall."

Nimas said in his laughter.

They also joined hands walking towards the Hall.

"Nim, promise me. You'll always smile like this."

Nimas tightened his hand on Sofi.

"You promised me that you should be happy."

They looked back and smiled at each other sincerely.

"Thou shalt messriyaa, jealousy shall be."

Ustadz Zam suddenly appeared before them while holding Zamima.

"Eh Mima is awake."

Nimas took over carrying Zamima.

"Responsibility, I'm jealous."

Isshh Ustadz cute snobs.

Sofia smiled at the sweet husband and wife's behavior.

Then someone came jerking Sofia's hand hard.

All eyes are on him.

"Farrels."

Yeah, that guy Farrel. With no greetings without a smile, Sofia pulled her hand away from the event.

--------------------

When night fell, Nimas, who had just put Zamima to sleep, stood pensively facing out the window.

His mind floated on the incident earlier this afternoon.

"Miss.."

Ustadz Zam came hugging Nimas from behind.

Ah Ustadz tonight wkwk.

"Neng why?"

Ustadz Zam caressed Nimas' stomach.

Try this one Ustadz.. Make the author ticklish, eh ko geli haha.

"Ga there's A."

Nimas whispered.

"Definitely worried about Sofia, right?"

Nimas nodded slowly. The Ustadz turned his wife's body on the face of the wife who was looking down. The lifting of Nimas chin until now the Ustadz able to see the face of the wife.

Cup.

He glimpsed Nimas' lips.

Don't be angry if I make a scene like this. Aisshh ko author rolls his ticking.

"Sofia's a strong woman, she's a sincere one. It must have its own way of protecting him."

Cup.

He kissed Nimas' lips again.

Hadeeuw.

"All you have to do is support Sofia and continue to wish her all the best."

Nimas.

"A, did Aa hate me?"

The Ustadz.

"He said, Aa was after neng from the first time neng entered Pesantren."

Targeting said.

"But we are marrying suddenly."

"Who said suddenly? Aa has prepared all the plans to propose you, even before Aa taaruf same Sofia first. Ever tried to forget neng, at that time Sofia was still my future wife. But a soul mate, we finally get married too, right?"

I don't know why all the words of Ustadz Zam were able to make Nimas face red.

"May Sofia be happy." said Nimas.

"This is what makes me fall in love with each other every day."

Nimas demanded an answer from the look in his eyes.

"The neng always thinks of others rather than himself."

Coughy.

The Ustadz kissed his old wife's forehead.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

#Haha (author)

#Ciee author mau (Nimas)