Lurah Pondokku Candidate My Husband

6. I'm waiting for your proposal Mr. Ustadz

I actually agree with the advice given by Mr. Lurahku. It's just, I do feel sorry for Aini who has started to tear her eyes. I rubbed his back to give him some strength.

" Yes Ustadz, if it is not allowed to date, I wait for ustadz application "i said plainly. There was no intention in my words, just a fad. To save Aini from this trial.

He seemed surprised by my challenge

" Are you serious? " he asked probing while looking into my eyes.

I just invited Aini to go into the room, without answering any questions from her. I saw him come out of our room. Aini looked crying.

" Yes, don't think about it. You'll be sick if you cry" I tried to comfort her.

I saw him write a letter.

" Who's writing to you?" ask me wonder.

" Make Mr. Lurah, apologize and promise not to repeat again" he said while wiping his tears.

" Mba, I want to go home tomorrow, later please take a letter from me yes, make pak lurah" I see Aini looks still sad.

" You just take a break, don't think too much about it. "I took the letter she left me.

" Later Mba said to him your letter, you calm down "I keep the letter on my desk. I saw Aini start falling asleep.

I'm looking for paper and pen. I'm getting ready to write a letter too.

Mr. ustadz, I am serious about my words. I'm waiting for an ustadz application at my house. For the address can ask Surya, because he's my neighbor in the village" simple and clear . Then I put together my letter and Aini.

The plan will I love when the return of Lebaran later, so it will not be awkward with my Lurah sir.

actually, I'm not serious about that remark, but I have to teach my Lurah sir a lesson, because he has made Aini cry all night. And finally decided to go home.

After Aini came home, I was alone in this room. Lonely feeling, it was common with the presence of Aini by my side. Although briefly know her, but I think she's a good girl and nice to talk to.

Time goes by so fast, it does not feel the time of return has arrived. I remember Aini's letter, so I immediately went to the stall, usually my Lurah sir was guarding the stall there. I noticed the situation around, after I felt safe, I felt safe, I gave her my letter and Aini's letter which I put together in an envelope.

He seemed nervous about receiving a letter from me. Ever since that trial, I've felt bad about him. So always avoid every one will meet her. Whether intentional or unintentional. Even if it was just a fad, there was still shame and awkwardness in my heart every time I met him.

after the letter I gave, I prepared to go to Pak Kiai to say goodbye. I have to hurry, or I'll have a slump on the way. Could be dangerous later. Moreover, the road that I am going through is fairly quiet and dangerous. Prohibition roads are still rare houses and the road is also bumpy. Aga real danger, so I have to go home immediately, do not let the kemaleman fitting until the run.

Without much fuss I'm finally on my bike right now. Prepare to go home. When I started starting my bike, I saw Surya walking towards me. He brought a book, it looks like mo njai same Pak Kiai. I saw some seniors also enter the hall and get ready to teach.

" Yes, it's bad if you use a car, complicated" at that time I accidentally saw my Lurah sir behind Surya, he shook his head at me and looked at me sharply, there was anger in his eyes, he said, I saw him talking to Surya. I get the point. He forbade me to go home with Surya.

" I'm sorry Sur, I'm in a hurry, afraid of a sloth. You haven't packed yet either. You go home tomorrow, take the bus. I first yes, assalamualaikum "without waiting for an answer, I immediately unplug and gas.

I mentioned, because chasing time. I don't want to be late when I get to the forbidden area, not why Nala, but I'm afraid and horrified by the area. I got to my house at half-time seven in the evening.

I barked my papah and mamah. I saw my sister also coming home. We break fast together. After that I went to take a bath and pray Maghrib. Then head to my room for a break.

As I was about to go to sleep, my phone rang. There's a call from a new number. I picked up out of curiosity.

" Assalamualaikum, who is it?" ask me wonder

" Greetings waalaikum, I am Ali. Sorry to interrupt your break. Is it home or not? "

" I'm asking for your number as Surya" he's like he knows the question in my heart.

" Thank God it's here" I shut up again.

" What are you again?" ask again.

" Mo rest, you alone?" ask me back.

" I'm mo getting ready to go taraweh" quiet again..

silent for a while.

" You're not going home? will be a little lebaran again" asked me just a small talk. Because it wasn't good, there wasn't a conversation between us.

" hmmmmm "he seemed to think

I'm still waiting for what he'll say.

" Are you serious. Waiting for my proposal?" tanyanya nervous.

" huh? she mean? " i haven't yet, because I've forgotten about it.

" Did you say, waiting for my proposal, is it serious or a joke? " ask again.

" A brave one? " challenge me with a smile when he's across the street not knowing I'm smiling.

" I have asked Abah Yai about your challenge, he told me to pray istikharah "he said carefully.

" Then, what was the result? " ask me nervous too.

" Little night tomorrow, wait for me yes, I'll come see your parents"

I was shocked not to play hear what he said, without feeling my phone fell into my grasp.

Mamah who saw me just gawked, went into my room and asked.

" Why are you, baby?" i'm turning.

" He said he wanted to come home, when he met papah samah mama" I said unconsciously.

" who? Aditya?" mama asked still astonished.

" No, Lurah in my hut mah" I replied, beginning to calm down and I sat down on my bed.

" Why can? it's not that you said there was a relationship with Aditya anymore huh?" mama seemed confused by my answer.

" In fact, how is your relationship with Aditya? " ask mama again.

" Today, when someone died in Buntet. mamah same papah visit there.but mamah see Aditya and his family are just as common papah and mamah. Mama said hello was also taken for granted." I was shocked to hear that.

" sthat mean? " i still don't understand.

" Yes, it's not like welcoming a besan candidate or prospective in-law. Their attitude is normal, like there is nothing between you and him. So mamah was embarrassed and immediately invited papah home" I fell silent, thinking about what my mamah conveyed.