
Along the way home, Jarwo continued to be silent, he was still daydreaming about what Roy had said about the interpretation of nightmares that always struck his wife.
Arriving at Jarwo's house, he immediately turned off the engine and parked it in a corner next to his house.
With a limp step without direction, Jarwo looking for the whereabouts of his wife who has not been seen the trunk of his nose.
"Where is he?"jarwo asked himself.
Jarwo enters the house and searches every corner hoping to find his wife.
"Where is your grandfather?"jarwo shouted while heading behind his house.
There was a gurgling of water in the bathroom like someone taking a bath.
"Maybe he's taking a bath"in Jarwo.
While waiting for his wife to come out, Jarwo took a few buckets of water to wash the blind motor.
While stroking his motorbike, Jarwo occasionally hummed his favorite juice.
Not long after, the sound of the bathroom door opened.
Minem came out using only the side or jarit to wrap his body, and approached Jarwo who was cool washing his motorbike.
"You've gone home" said Minem, touching Jarwo's shoulder.
"Had deck just now" he replied as he looked up at the minem.
With a side or a jar that only wraps the white minem body, junior Jarwo mutinies want to get out of the nest.
"a pack of clothes will catch a cold" Jarwo said as he led Minem gently into his room.
"You just sit down Dek, let Jarwo take his change of clothes" he said gently to the minem.
Minem was only surprised to see the behavior of her husband who is now increasingly concerned with her.
"Have you eaten Deck?"jarwo asked Minem.
"Not yet mas, I did not start cooking" he replied while wearing the clothes that Jarwo had chosen.
"Yes, let's cook it" she said as she passed out of the room and into the kitchen of her house.
With the available materials and potluck Jarwo began to perform his cooking action.
This time Jarwo cooked a kale stir-fry with the addition of snapper that he had just bought at the market when he headed home from his relatives.
Not to forget he also made lalapan from boiled cassava leaves that will be made friends fried sambal.
After the cooking show was finished, Jarwo immediately brought and arranged it on the dining table.
"Finally done too" Jarwo said as he wiped the sweat off his face with his t-shirt.
With a smile full of 45, Jarwo immediately approached his wife who was still in his room.
"Dek come on, the food is ready" Jarwo said as he led his heart to the dining room.
"Sit down first Deck"he said gently to the minem.
With a sprightly Jarwo took the rice and side dishes to give to the minem.
"You eat first yes, pity his little Dedek is hungry" he said as he gave a plate filled with rice and side dishes.
"Aren't you eating a pot?"minem asked Jarwo who was staring at the minem eating alone.
"Mas is still full Dek" he replied with a smile
Immediately Minem delayed his rice plate and stopped his activities.
"I didn't eat the mas, my appetite was gone" Minem said, bending his face.
"Don't be Dek, you have to eat, you lgi hami loh" he said with a smile.
"I don't want to eat gold, if you don't eat!!! he shouted while pouting.
Minem takes back his rice plate and tries to force Jarwo to eat.
Minem was finally able to smile after seeing kang mas Jarwo chewing his food.
"nah gt donk" said Minem with a small smile.
They enjoy eating with great wisdom, occasionally Jarwo and Minem laugh reminiscing about their courtship.
The night after Jarwo isya still seen crying on his alphabet, he ceaselessly berbunagat to the almighty asking for the safety of his entire small family.
Toks.. Geck…
"Asalamu alakum" cried someone outside who suddenly made Jarwo a little surprised.
Jarwo rushed out of his room to the living room to open the door.
"Wa'alaikum hail, I yes briefly" Jarwo said as he opened his locked door.
A dashing man wearing a white robe wrapped in a green turban that coiled around his shoulders smiled as Jarwo had opened the door for him.
"I'm sorry, there is a kyai sir turns out, monggo entered pak kyai" Jarwo said welcoming and inviting his guests in to sit down.
"Pye kabare Wo?"kyai asked as she held onto Jarwo's shoulder with her hand.
"Alhamdulillah healthy mr. Kyai, I briefly make coffee first" he replied smbil passed to go to the kitchen.
Not intermittent finally Jarwo brought a tray containing snacks and two cups of black coffee as a complement.
"monggo sir in sambi" he said with a reluctant smile.
"thank you Wo, it's not good to even bother" he replied with a laugh.
"Sorry sir, tumben pak kyai, there is a need for anything" Jarwo asked reluctantly to kyai the wisdom expert.
"Can we talk outside Wo?"ask Jarwo.
"Sure sir, can" he answered while moving the tray and bringing it to the amben terrace outside his house.
After being in a comfortable sitting position, Kyai finally explained at length the wisdom of his future intentions to Jarwo.
"It just so happens that Mr. Kyai I want to confide in Kyai" Jarwo said to Kyai.
"Monggo Wo, with pleasure" he answered seriously looking at Jarwo in the eye.
Finally Jarwo told all his heart grievances that always stuck and made his mind not calm to the Kyai.
While nodding his head the Kyai listened to what Jarwo told him.
"Wo.. Destiny is already there who set it that is alloh" he said full of emphasis.
"Different from fate. "his words hang.
"If that fate is what Pak Kyai means? jarwo asked with complete curiosity.
The Kyai explained at length that all will not change the fate of one people, if the people do not pray or ask him, in contrast to destiny, because one's destiny is already written on mahfudz and that's all you know.
"Ohhh.. So so did Mr. Kyai" said Jarwo who has now understood it.
"I yes Jarwo, we as servants can only pray and try, the problem of the results we return only to alloh.
Not feeling the night was getting late, the Kyai also decided to leave to Jarwo.
"Then I say I go home first Wo" he said while rubbing Jarwo's shoulders.
"Excite Mr. Kyai, mature suwun top! his wejanganya" he answered while sungkem kissed the back of Kyai's hand.
After finishing Jarwo back to clean the tray and coffee cups to immediately be brought into the house and lock it.
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