LOVE YOU MR. USTAD
Twenty-two (Mysterious)
This afternoon arum, amar, and azizha are enjoying the view in the afternoon from the top of the hill, they are also watching the residents of the pesantren who are harvesting vegetables, fruits, ETC.
Indeed, the rules of the perantren must use the facilities provided in a productive manner, for example, such as the fields on this hill they use to grow crops, for example, and the results for them to eat themselves and there is also what they sell out of the pesantre region.
And Saturday and Sunday are also free days for them, because on that day they can violate the rules that prohibit women and adam to meet. But unlike the two days they need each other, but there must be a limit.
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" Mas koq never told the guy if he had a friend like that oppa?" ask the Amar who was standing on the rock with the hut they stopped by.
" He made the oppa dek, the young masi is in the oppa pangil" replied amar tampa glancing at his interlocutor. Azizha who heard the words of the amar so laughed softly while watching the face of arum slightly sprained, because amar did not know the meaning of the word "Oppa" persian.
" Ihh mas, not oppa grandpa means, but oppa oppa korea it" kesel arum. Amar laughed too.
" hahaha, anyways if you talk about the clear deck. You do not be fooled by his handsome face" said Amar while turning to face arum.
" I mean mas?, he's the evil mas" icap arum enthusiastically.
" More than evil" said Amar.
Belom sampe arum asked again to Amar, there was a sound that made mekerah want to pay attention to the five people.
" Ustad aiman has the same heart as ours, unlike ustad nathan, even though he still has a heart" said one of the santri wati who was picking tomatoes in the back of the hut where arum dam to his two brothers was stopping by.
" Some of you why can you look for the same problem just aman?" temenya.
" Yes, I did not dare to be the same as ustad aiman, just heard the sound of his steps ajh my life half had fled from my body" said temen laenya yanh holding a basket.
" i was accidentally dropped the tomato I brought earlier fell, anyways kanya who fell only two pieces why her anger until late so si" said the woman who began to open the topic.
" Yes, we will help you to carry out the punishment of ustad aiman" said another minister while grumbling the shoulders of the woman who had started the conversation.
Arum turned to Amar, "his face is handsome but he was concerned about breaking his rules will turn into DEVIL" said amar, amar know the intent of his sister's glance.
" Who is the mas who means the same arum and santri wati earlier?" azizha asked, for azizha did not know.
" Friend of mas and also ustad here which means adek zi" replied amar
" But calm really good people koq, just a delay of his discipline from the stomach makaya fitting out yes rich so all in his eyes must be perfect" clearly amar with the style of Lebay magician Demian.
" Are you the same as ustad nathan?" amar asked to arum, arum answered only by shaking his head ogah ogahan.
" He must be the second terganteng to this deck" continued Amar.
" What kind of handsome? gantengan is also a friend of the mas was fighting, adek guarantee he will be equally tired during the adek tingal here mas" said arum.
" Hahaha do not care you adek, adek nyapa he until answered ajah it counts very lucky" said amar.
" Sayok us maen bet, if until he answers a greeting adek, mas obligatory nurutin all his cool?" arum said as he extended his right hand towards Amar.
" The sin of the deck, the bet is the same as gambling" said Azizha.
" Sir papa dek, let me tell him how hard the aiman is" said Amar to azizha, and immediately returned the hand of arum.
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" Ustad nathan is a friend of mine too?" asked arum while breaking himself into the amar bed.
Amar who will wear a sarong cloth on his body stopped, Amar was sitting his body on the side of the bed beside arum.
" So, we just decet ajah mas over deket same ustad aiman, ustad nathan is more decet to mas adam, because they were once a costan. If mas live in the house of eyeang and the house is next to the house of ustad aiman dek" explained amar.
" Owh so haunted house that house justad aiman huh? koq can't be so good with that mas?" ask arum.
" The length of the deck is the story" said Amar.
" why his house is not sold his invitation is quite the money" a still arum rum can be heard amar.
" Why does the rich want to know so much about ustad aiman?" ask amar suspiciously.
" Hehehe, I know ajh if there are others in hiding as well" said arum cengegesan.
" Yes, I know more about you" replied Amar.
" What makes you curious about the two?" continued amar.
" not two mas but one" said Arum, turning the stew into a sitting and facing the mas.
" who?" ask amar.
" ustad aiman" replied arum.
" What do you want to know about him?" ask amar.
" everything" answered arum.
Amar also glanced at the eyes of arum deep, take a deep breath and throw it through the mouth.
" I can't tell you everything, but I'll tell you the important points of the invitation?" ask amar.
" okay"
" His real name is Muhammad Aiman Zhafran, aged 27 years, he is a native jogya Dutch mix, wrong if you say he looks like oppa oppa. He's a friendly, cheerful, humorous, intelligent person, eh don't miss the cersas, kind, like to help people, and he should be very obedient to religion" explained Amar. Arum who listened to the explanation of the amar only remained silent but blinked.
"Dek koq bengong si" said Amar awakening arum from his reverie.
" Wait deh mas, koq version mas story in the same room in the field the difference, in addition was some santri who was talking about it very differently the same version of the story mas in the room" arum asked after realizing something was strange.
" That's a challenge for you, if you're really in love at first sight with him" said Amar rose from his seat and put on his scabbard again, only diem staring at the walls of the room.
" Why dream until when? soon adzan magrib ni, would you like to be in the same mang revelation you deck? late for his congregational prayers" asked Amar resuscitated the arum from his daydream. Arum mirik amar with a face that can only be read by amar.
" Udah ah adek find out for yourself ajah, hopefully ajah adek can break down the wall of china that is in the heart of ustad aiman" said amar amar pulling arum out of his room.
