
Arriving at home, they are engaged as usual. It doesn't seem like there's anything special. Munding also took the Asma car to the workshop to be repaired and went home again during the day.
At lunch, same as usual, but now more rame. In addition to Munding and Nurul, there were a few more people, Asma and her mother, as well as Pak Yai and Bu Nyai.
Fortunately, there are more women than men, so cooking and other preparations can be done quickly. They also occasionally joked while preparing their lunch.
"Dek, did you call Amel?" munding said to his wife who was still behind.
"Yes," answered Nurul with a smile, he knew the phone must be for the affairs of Mbak Asma because the police was calling the military personnel behind Mr. Kades.
Munding walked to the front porch and made a phone call to Amel's number.
\=\=\=\=\=
Amel was discussing with his college friends when a phone call came into his smartphone.
A childish-sounding ringtone broke the serious atmosphere in the place.
Amel's face immediately flushed red and in a panic he took out his phone from his long shirt pocket.
"Sorry," said Amel, holding the phone in his hand after slowing down the ringtone coming out of the phone.
"Just relax Mel, don't panic. Just call doang, right?" seductive one of Amel's college students who was greeted with laughter by other friends.
Amel smiled, "Amel has to pick up the phone, beware," said Amel as he left the place and walked away.
Amel's friends were a bit surprised to see their friend's behavior. Amel is a smart student, rich, smart and independent. He was always mature and reliable. Therefore, Amel was elected as vice chairman of BEM Faculty at the campus where he attended, of course, she also became one of the idol girls who became the target of his college students.
Amel is good at bringing himself according to his beliefs, he already uses the hijab when the first semester enters college. Something that instantly eliminates the pranksters who intend to have fun only.
But that does not mean that Amel's fans are reduced, who seriously invite Amel to marry also a lot, but all Amel refused. Because in Amel's heart there is only one name that can not be lost. The name she kept as 'My Husband Candidate' in her phone contact, and Amel gave her favorite ringtone during High School for that contact, the only ringtone that was different from the other contacts.
Amel didn't have to panic for a phone call. I don't know how many times he receives and calls every day. But this other call, it's a phone call that he always looked forward to but never came. And now he's coming at a time that Amel didn't expect.
"Didnelling?" amel asked with a slightly trembling voice.
"Assalamualaikum," Munding said his greetings from across the phone.
"Eh, Waalaikumussalam," answered Amel with a reddened face, O Allah, so grumpy, forget the greetings first, complained Amel with a red face.
"Amel's busy?" ask Munding.
"No, not busy really," replied Amel quickly as he glanced at his college friends who look memepoin Amel.
Amel twisted his body and walked away from the eyes of his friends.
"Why?" ask Amel.
"I want to ask you a favor" said Munding.
"Yes. By the way," replied Amel cepet.
"Eh? Did I not say anything for help, what?" said Munding, "direct play diiyain," he continued.
"Apaan ajaa must help Amel. Amel knew that Munding would not ask for anything beyond Amel's ability" whispered Amel slowly.
Munding. This is what makes him not good or want to talk or call Amel. Gini cake must have been.
"Thank you Mel" said Munding.
"Yes together" replied Amel.
"Assalamualaikum," said Munding.
There was no voice from Amel for a few moments.
"Mails?" call Munding.
"Don't you say hello?" ask Munding.
"Emang Munding said he wanted to help what?" amel said while holding back a laugh.
"Eh? Yes yes?" and laughter was heard from across the phone.
Amel also laughed to himself where he stood.
After that, the two of them chatted over the phone and Munding informed about the Asthma case and the involvement of the Koramil office. The Smart Amel certainly understands the meaning of his heart. Amel promised to help Munding from here, of course by using the influence of his Papa.
"Amel needs to go there?" ask Amel.
"It's not Mel. This is only a small matter" replied Munding.
"But .." Amel's words disappeared.
Munding was silent and he knew Amel's reason. They were both adults and not children anymore.
"Amel misses Munding," whispered Amel.
Munding. She knew how much Amel felt for her, and also Asthma. But this is not a polygamous story of the pervert Abi, of course he must be loyal to his beloved wife.
"Mel, hopefully yes, this is going to lunch" said Munding slowly.
"Yes" answered Amel.
"Amel dear Munding," whispered Amel, whether to be answered or not, the most important thing is that the sense is conveyed.
"Assalamualaikum," said Munding slowly, pretending that no Amel sentence was spoken just now.
"Waalaikumussalam," replied Amel with a sweet smile.
"Spirited Mel!!!!!" amel yelled as he clenched his right hand and held the fist up after the call from the 'My Husband Candidate' ended.
A moment later, Amel realized he was there, Secretariat of BEM Faculty and was discussing the agenda of one of their annual regular events.
All of Amel's college friends looked at Amel with shocked and stunned gazes.
"That's really Amel, isn't it?"
"Okay, enough intermezzonya. Let's move on to the discussion, "Amel said to his colleagues.
Amel has returned to his adult, independent and learned mode. It was as if the girl who was laughing loosely, blushed shyly and looked nervous when receiving the phone call earlier was a hallucination only.
They glanced at each other and looked at Amel in disbelief.
Amel circulated his gaze calmly, "we want to continue the discussion or just disperse the discussion? Everyone here has a packed event and agenda as well. So please respect the time of others!"
"Yes. It's the 'real' Amel, it must have been a hallucination, "that line that's ringing in the heads of Amel's comrades while nodding their heads.
After that they went back to discussing what they were discussing, as if nothing had happened.
Somewhere else.
"Where are we?" ask Ms. Munding.
"Mas talked to Amel. He wants to help, he said. God willing there is no problem for that one," replied Munding.
"Alhamdulillah. When are you going to that place?" ask Nurul slowly.
"Next night after Isha. Dek Nurul not to worry. I know the limits. I hope nothing happens" replied Munding.
Nurul just fell silent, "we eat first Mas, have been awaited by the others," Nurul said slowly after that.
Munding then walked back into the house with his wife.