Not the Solehae Woman

Meet with Him

Early in the morning my phone had sounded. exactly at 03:15 it was umi who called.

"Soleha...how are you doing?''. asked umi

"umi.i'm Salwa."Whiney

"Well, Salwa is Solehah's daughter, right?".

"(sorry umi I am still far from the word Solehah)emmmhhtt .. easy2an aja umi".

"when did you take the day off, son?umi, the same father has missed Solehah".

''About two weeks from Umi".

"Same mommy I picked you up, son..".

"no need to umi..Salwa went home alone there. fare umi same father love to Salwa aja so Salwa can travel to Korea jumpain oppa rain, my favorite idol".

"you can do it, but promise me 2 more weeks you have to go home".

"Yes umi, but I went to Korea first huh ?".

" NO....There are no korea.

I'm the same father who wants you to travel here".

"yes deh umi I love". said Salwa (finished the phone)

Two weeks later I arrived at the airport waiting for my father's invitation and umi .

"where the hell is.kok hasn't come yet".

From a distance Salwa had seen his father walking closer to him.As usual father wore a white robe and also a white peci.I also ran to hug father....

" daughter of Solehah my father is getting more beautiful" said the father as he pinched my thin cheeks.

again and again hearing the word Solehah made me feel guilty.

"sorry I'm dad.I'm really a hypocrite.I only wear hijab when I'm around you".I murmured in my heart

"iiiihhhh.kok daddy's daughter daydreams.

"umi at home, again many guests at home.umi not nice to leave".(said dad while holding me to the car park).

After arriving home I was really surprised to see the crowd at home I asked my father, dad said it was the students of pesantren father.

I was really awkward even as I walked into the houses of the santri boys just kept looking at me.

oh my God I never thought of this much.

"dad isn't this a waste of money?". I said while stopping my steps.Dad looked confused by my question.

"dad is the same until the hiring organizer welcomes my return?" my spoken.

Dad laughed out loud and the santri were curious what was laughing at dad.

"daughter Solehah father.this is just a coincidence.father is holding an MTQ race AT our house his event tonight ..not to welcome your return" father said as he passed leaving me who was still confused mixed in shame due to my level of piety.

I immediately went into the house looking for umi.I saw the crowds of santri Wati in every corner of the house, I just smiled kindly looking at them.I also walked into the kitchen.I know umi must be there.in the favorite place of Umi.

"Permy....Salwa came home.."yelling me.but I did not find umi.I also went to the garden behind the house, I really saw umi was talking with santri.

I also quietly walked closer to Umi.

"umi's...Salwa has come home". I said while hugging Umi from behind.

"daughter of Solehah umi.".(talking umi while turning around and hugging kiss me).

At first glance I saw a santri wearing a white robe looking down while occasionally glancing at me and Umi who let go of each other longing.

"Oh yes Solehah knows this Fahri friend's son umi'.

"Salwa". I said as I reached out.

"i'm Fahri".(he said while looking down and did not respond to my hand at all)

I also pulled my hand.

"really a proud man, ehhhh.no not.maybe not arrogant, maybe because I am not his muhrim.his appearance is exactly the same as Dad.wearing a white robe and white peci, really far from my taste".I said in my heart.

"son Fahri let Aunty show your room".say Umi while stepping and I followed behind Umi and Fahri who was talking to umi.