
"Who do you guys know, do I know?" asked the wide-hijab girl, probably because the appearance of Zahra and Nur who still wear white-gray uniforms is very striking if they are not the same campus child.
"We did not know Mbak before, but we happened to know mbak Imah!" zahra started the conversation.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. So you know Imah?"
"Yes, we are a village with Mbak Imah!" nur added.
The girl with the wide hijab finally smiled, "It just so happens that I haven't been in college for a few days, is she sick?"
Zahra and Nur looked at each other, and Nur asked Zahra to speak,
"So gini mbak, there is a little problem with mbak Imah and impact on my life. Actually the purpose of our arrival here wants to know a lot about the life of Mbak Imah on campus, who knows can help solve our problems."
"If I could, God willing I would help!"
"Alhamdulillah!" Zahra and Nur rubbed his chest together, there was a feeling of relief there.
"We want to know who are mbak Imah friends, or lately mbak Imah is close to whom? Especially guys, ma'am!" zahra asked as a journalist.
"So this is a guy's problem?" the girl looked surprised, she frowned until her two thick eyebrows fused together.
"Yes that way!"
The girl seemed to be thinking out loud, "If the college kid doesn't exist, but_!" the girl stopped her speech with an uncertain expression.
"But what is mbak?" Zahra looked enthusiastic awaiting its continuation.
"But I'm not sure, if not wrong_!"
***
Now Zahra and Nur have arrived in front of Zahra's house,
"Tomorrow we go again, Nur!" zahra said as she took off her helmet.
"God willing, I will do it!" say nur while receiving a helmet from Zahra's hand.
Not until Nur moved from his place, Bu Narsih seemed to approach them,
"Where have you been? That's ustad Zaki had been waiting for earlier, he went to school and said the security guard all the students had come home from earlier!?"
Zahra and Nur looked back at each other who had previously welcomed Bu Narsih's hand and kissed the back of his hand.
"Mom, this morning did Zahra already talk to mother, if we have a group job!"
Bu Narsih turned to look at Nur, during this time Zahra often lied so he did not believe too much in his daughter.
"But Bu Lek, we do have group work to one of the campuses!"
"Well, if you don't lie! Stop by Nur first!"
"Other times it's bad, Nur came home first afternoon, assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
After the motorbike passed from before them, Zahra turned to her mother again,
"Are you really here, buk?" zahra asked, he really misses the man. But he also has to endure the taste.
"Yes, it's waiting inside. I'm going to the shop first, you're going to meet your husband!"
Miss Narsih has passed away leaving Zahra alone,
"Yet, but_!" Zahra again called her mother but Bu Narsih chose to wave her hand without turning her body.
"Yahhh, mother!" muttered Zahra, his heart was currently beating fast. Being away from the husband one day a night is enough to make his heart not care when he will meet again.
"What do I have to do now? Cook I have to run away anyway, but if I want to find it mas ustad I have to behave how? If I can't control myself how?" Zahra looked disheveled, not even her feet intending to get out of place, her hands constantly bristling*s the tip of her white shirt that was accidentally not inserted.
"But I want to meet you too!"
Deg
His heart throbbed when he saw someone coming out of the house, Zaki smiled at the door welcoming his arrival.
Geez ..., why come out sihhh ...
Zahra could not escape anymore now, she slowly moved her legs closer to her husband,
"Assalamualaikum deck!" greet ustad Zaki with his trademark smile.
Zahra deliberately put on her flat face, but she still did her habit by kissing the back of her husband's hand,
"Greetings, why did you come here?"
"Mas is worried about Zahra's deck!" say ustad Zaki while holding Zahra's hand.
"Just worried?"
"Huhhh?" ustad Zaki looked confused.
"Forget it!" Zahra immediately withdrew her hand, "Now she knew that Zahra was not pa pa pa, Zahra wanted to rest. Better to go home!"
"She's going out of town for the next few days."
Huhhh, meaning? zahra's inner self but Zaki's impassioned speech managed to hold Zahra back, he turned back.
After seeing Zahra turn around, Zaki again smiled faintly,
"Hopefully, Zahra's deck can take care of itself. I'm just here to say that!"
"Hmmm!"
"Well, the mas will be leaving this afternoon as well, insyaallah mas will be leaving for the next two days!"
"Hmmm!"
"Assynnya!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Finally Zaki's oustad completely passed from before Zahra, he rode his motorbike parked across the street from when.
"Yahhhh, that's all! He didn't kiss me that way, that's so!" Zahra went into the house upset.
***
Now Zahra and Nur are in front of a bookstore,
"Is this really the shop?" ask Zahra to Nur.
"Yes Zah, look at the name of the shop, right?"
"Yes!"
"Yes, let's go in!"
They went to the bookstore that used to come to Imah, said the girl named Beautiful whom they met yesterday, Imah behind this often came to the bookstore to meet someone, who was, one of the bookstore employees.
Now they're standing at the cashier's table,
"What book do you want to find on deck?" ask the clerk as Zahra and Nur stand in front of his desk.
"Sorry ma'am, we're looking for an employee here whose name is Anwar!"
"Anwar?" the employee asked back.
"Yes, isn't it?"
"There is, but Anwar hasn't worked here since two weeks ago!"
"Yahhhhh!?" Zahra was disappointed that she could not find what she was looking for.
"If you may know, Anwar now lives where ya, mbak?" ask Nur later.
"Lack of knowing the deck, uh but there is a heck here that comes from the same city as Anwar, he said Anwar returned home!"
"Can you call me silent!?"
"All right, just shut up!" the cashier's guard woman left her place to call the person in question.
***
Now Nur and Zahra have returned from the bookstore with an address.
"Are you sure Zah wants to go to Trenggalek?" nur asked while paying attention to the address.
"How else, I have to go there Nur!"
"alone?"
Zahra was silent, her parents would not allow her to go alone.
"There's Imron!"
"Are you sure you want to be honest with Imron?"
"There's no other choice, Nur! I'm sure Imron would be ready!"
"Alright, I support whatever your decision is!"
"Thank you Nur,"
"It's a custom...!"
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