Mr. Ustadku

Lebaran 2

“ Yuhuuu …. Assalamu’alaikum .. “ cried Selsa when he reached the yard of his luxury home.

“ Sepi amat. Here the leaflet is not now ? “ mumbling. “ Gate, in close tight. The door of the house is also closed. Do not – do not dwellers of this house are still on fasting. “ he continued who was greeted by Elyas's headband.

“ Assalamu’alaikum pak Parjo. “ greet Selsa to the security guard who guards his home.

“ Waalaikum greetings, young lady. “ say hello back to Mr. Parjo with his respectful attitude.

“ Sir, it's still Ramadan here huh ? How is gini house ? “ ask Selsa. He approached the security guard, followed by Elyas behind him.

“ Cook anyway non ? Wasn't there a takbir last night ? “ Pak Parjo even confused to hear Selsa's babble.

“ If already takbir, means today lebaran dong. “ Selsa said.

“ Looks like. “ replied Pak Parjo more confused while scratching his head that does not itch.

“ Yes Lebaran lah sir Parjoooo .... “ sahut Pak Selamet, the other security guard who arrived – arrived close. “ Kan this morning we pray ied together. “ he continued.

“ Well right ? Pak Parjo started senile nih. “ ledek Selsa.

“ Yaaa …. Non was just that. Father so confused neng. “ said Pak Parjo.

Haha ….. Selsa was laughing.

“ So positive is it sir ? How come the gate's closed. If there are guests want to silahturahmi how ? “ ask Selsa.

“ Can usually also be this non. How dare you open the gate if the big master does not tell. “ said Mr. Selamet.

“ Yes too. Yes, Selsa went inside first, sir. Wants to wake up who has a home. Cook at this time the house is still quiet cake in the grave aja. “ part Selsa. Then he turned around. But just two steps, he turned back his body.

“ There is forgetfulness. “ he said making Elyas who has not moved from his place was turning his head. “ Mr Parjo, Mr. Selamet, minal aidzin wal faidzin yes. Sorry to be born and to. Selsa must have made a lot of kelas, make the father bother, must open the door malem – malem. “ he said.

“ Oh yes, sorry once again. Selsa can't shake hands. Not muhrim if said husband Selsa. “ he added stop Pak Parjo who want to say.

“ Equal – equals non. The two of you also apologize, if many wrong the same non Selsa. “ said Pak Parjo.

Selsa smiled and nodded, then stepped back towards the house. While Elyas, before he followed the steps of his wife, he also shook hands with Pak Parjo and Mr. Selamet. Only then did he follow his wife.

“ Non Selsa changed a lot after married. “ said Pak Parjo after Selsa and Elyas away.

“ Yes. Fortunately, her husband was Elyas. So can guide non Selsa back to the right path. Evidently, now the attitude of non-Selsa has returned as before. Back cheerful. “ said Mr. Selamet.

“ And for sure, it has not revealed his aura. “ said Mr. Parjo. The winger nodded with a smile.

They worked for the Rakesh family for a long time. So they are very familiar with the figure of Selsa like what was once. They were very grateful, if now the young lady could become as personal as she used to be. They also know how bad the young lady was when she lived by her birth mother, and must accept the father remarried.

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“ Sa ! Remember the clothes you wear. “ Elyas reminds his wife to be more calm.

“ Oh yes forgot. Hehehe .... “ sahut Selsa. Then he walked back. Arriving in the middle room, Mr. Manoj was down the stairs accompanied by his wife.

“ Morning – morning already make a fuss aja. “ protest mr. Manoj.

“ Di, papa don't like me coming home ? Yes, go back yuk mas. “ Selsa pura – pura sulking.

“ Lah, who does the guest want ? Mama invited someone here ? “ asked Mr. Manoj after seeing his daughter's appearance. Surprised, yes. But he wanted to tease the child.

“ Di, papa same son himself forgot. Pa's picunics ? “ pissed Selsa. Made Mr. Manoj and his wife laugh at the same time.

“ Sa, we're here to apologize as well as ask for your blessing. Why use papa ? “ whispered Elyas who felt bad as his in-laws.

“ Assalamu’alaikum pa. “ greet Elyas. He approached his father-in-law before his wife stepped in. He shook his hand and kissed the back of his hand.

“ Assalamu’alaikum, ma. “ the same thing he did to his mother-in-law.

“ Yas, since when did you change your wife ? Keep papa's son, you're a humanitarian ? “ Mr. Manoj still likes to tease his daughter.

Elyas smiled awkwardly as he rubbed his nape.

“ Papa, uh ! “ protest the wife while pinching her husband's arm.

“ Yes, Selsa open her veil. Selsa wants to wear a hotpant or a tangtop. Or wear a bikini. Let papa can recognize his son again. “ pout Selsa.

Mr. Manoj laughed again. But this time, he took off the wife's hand that was coiled around her arm. He walked closer to his daughter. Then without aba – aba, he hugged the princess tightly. Unknowingly, both eyes were wet. He was surprised to see his daughter change.

“ Papa happy to see you like this son. “ he said softly.

Selsa immediately returned his papa embrace with no less tight. “ Selsa just learned pa. Papa prayer’in so that Selsa can immediately close the aurat like this forever. “ Selsa replied as well.

“ For sure. “ replied Mr. Manoj. He then took off his arms, cupped the princess' cheeks with his big palms, then gave a kiss on the princess' forehead.

“ Papa, sit down yuk. “ take Selsa while pulling his papa hand and take him to the sofa. And sat his papa there. Then he sat down in front of the father. Elyas followed by crouching behind his wife.

“ Pa, minal aidzin wal faidzin ya pa. “ said Selsa while holding her papa hand and staring fixed both irises – ash eyes that are the same as her iris. “ Selsa very much wrong with papa. Selsa often pisses papa off. Often create problems for papa. “ he continued with tears that began to pool in his eye fertilizer.

“ Selsa many sins equally papa. Selsa used to curse papa. Even Selsa never apologized to papa after Selsa made a mistake. Selsa …. Selsa .. “ he can not extend his speech because now he has as much as he likes. He kissed the back of his hand, and laid his head on his lap.

Manoj's right hand was stretched out and rubbed the princess's back and head. He also did not lose Haru. He also shed his tears. After ten more years, he could finally feel this haru feeling back.

“ Papa has forgiven all your mistakes before you ask him son. Papa loves you very much. Papa apologizes that papa has disappointed you a lot. “ said Mr. Manoj while looking down and pecking the top of his daughter's head covered in hijab.

Selsa raised her head when she heard the father crying too. He stretched out his right hand to wipe away his tears. “ Papa don't cry. Cook dashing, handsome kayak gini nangis anyway. “ tapednya in between – sidelines as you like.

“ Papa cried because papa's daughter also cried. So, don't cry either. Let papa's tears also not drip anymore. “ said Mr. Manoj. She also wiped away the princess's tears that melted. Then they chuckle together.

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