Patience of a Wife's Heart

CHAPTER 59 THE NEW LIFE OF NABILA

In the morning nabila invited his cousin to walk the road, they are the same age and just as recently as SMA

yunita, kama wants to go to college, asked nabila

no, my brain is not up, but my grandmother and my parents are forcing it, but I think again than I do not intend to just waste money, if you, if you, yunita answered honestly

I don't know, the tuition is expensive, if for example a new scholarship I continue, reply to the nabila who does not want to burden his old grandmother

we are indeed not a rich family, but calm down if for tuition you must be able to grandmother, yunita persuaded

what grandma business, ask nabila

grandma has enough land, every harvest is always saved and grandmother's savings must be enough for your tuition, not to mention the money of the late grandfather's pension also from the past always in the tube, yunita reply

can't bear ah, let's make the old grandmother, I want my own business, reply nabila determined

after walking far enough, they sat on a hill, from the top of the scenery looks so beautiful

watching the sunrise

her beauty, muttered nabila, she shadowed if her mother here would also feel happy

yunita's cell phone rang, a call from her mother to take her to the market

well, I was told to take my mother to the market, yuk to go home, yunita

I still want to be here, you go first, replied nabila

nabila continued to enjoy the scenery, until so aware he forgot the direction of the way home, it was dark he did not pay so much attention

well this is where, I forgot not to charge the phone, muttered nabila panicked

nabila still turned to the right and left to look for people, who knows if anyone wants to show the direction of the way home, but so early there has been no one passing by in this sepwrti mountain

until suddenly came a young man who might be the same age as he was exercising a bicycle

sorry, do you know the village hall, asked nabila

the man was silent for a moment, then noticed the nabila

yuk come with me

because there was only the man who did not refuse, he pigeonhoned nabila behind

whose name you are, ask nabila

DIQAH, replied the man

nabila was confused, because he was even down to a fairly large boarding school, there he got a lot of gazes of children who wore hijab-wearing clothes

DIQAH, like the village hall is not here deh, nabila protest

I don't know either, because I'm a new person, but I can't die you're alone there, so I invite you here let it be delivered by my cousin, replied DIQAH casually

what, giggling nabila surprised, really he did not understand the pattern of the man's mind

DIQAH, why do they look at me with such a gaze, asked nabila a little afraid

obviously, because you I bonceng use a bicycle, in pesantren between men and women must keep the distance, replied DIQAH relaxed

continue, we want to do here, ask nabila increasingly astonished

don't ask any more questions, come with me come inside, take DIQAH

nabila was silent because he was afraid that many questions would make his new friend was upset

nabila was invited in, there he met a woman about fifty years old

Assalamalllahikum, said DIQAH

waallahikumsalam, replied the woman who was no longer young

nek, introduce this is my new friend, his name is nabila in also a newcomer and to the real he lost, said DIQAH politely

if you are beautiful, son, how much more beautiful if you wear a hijab, it must look elegant, your home where sweet, later let it be delivered by dina, will be beautiful, replied her grandmother DIQAH smiling kindly

behind the village hall, grandma, replied nabila

nabila just smiled shyly, what else in the area all women his age wear a robe and also a long hijab to cover the chest

sorry, nyai mother, just now there was a khodijah mother who was about to meet, between a beautiful woman wearing a white hijab

yes, you said that for a moment yes, replied his grandmother DIQAH to the girl

then the woman who became her mother in the cottage again noticed her grandchildren and guests

DIQAH, your grandfather is teaching naji, but soon it will be finished, you learn what will wait here again, asked his grandmother DIQAH

just wait, DIQAH replied while looking at his watch

then call dina, let him drive you son, if so

yes, Grandma, replied DIQAH obediently

yes, thank you very much ma'am, replied nabila smiling

now there is only nabila and DIQAH in the living room, for once the atmosphere becomes quiet, because nabila focus on seeing a large space but very simple, more precisely because of all the decorations like from ancient times

DIQAH, you are the grandson of Pak Kyai yes, but why do you look different from others, asked nabila could not stand his curiosity

different how, said DIQAH Balik asked

other men wear gloves, you even wear sports pants, replied nabila

I am indeed not a santri, although I am the grandson of Pak Kyai but since childhood I live in the city, how many days have I lived here, because my grandfather is old so soon my father and mother are asked to replace his position to take care of this boarding school, inevitably I have to move here too, replied DIQAH

wah, meaning after your father can you dong who became Pak kyai, goda nabila

I do not have to desire like that, because being kyai is heavy dependents, I am also not ready to let go of the pleasures of the world wi, you think so kyai is easy, sidelines DIQAH

true too, but this is because you are still too young, as time goes on and ages, you can definitely change your mind with his own, he said

nabila, how if you become a santri here only, you can learn to read the Qur'an and follow various kinds of studies, DIQAH advice

I want to go to college, replied Nabila

here many students who also while studying, reply DIQAH

the cost must be expensive, ask nabila

if that I do not know, later I will see the details and I give it to you, but the rich are cheap, about many of these villages that can enter even if not the rich, but the rich, ANSWER DIQAH

thank you, replied nabila

nabila, let's go through here we meet mbak dina, invite DIQAH to show directions

once in the pesantren putri cottage area, a lot of santriwati who whisper and admire to the look of DIQAH

assalamuaallahikum, gus DIQAH, greet them

waallaikumsalam, replied DIQAH to be flat

nabila just smiled, it turned out that in the boarding school his friend was very popular

mbak dina, please take my friend home to the village hall yes, his house behind the village hall said, DiQAH

yes, gus DIQAH, dina replied

excuse me, can I take a ride on the toilet for a while, between the pee

let me take you, dina replied kindly

when she heard the sweet sound of sholawatan reverberating, her heart instantly collapsed and felt so much sin, how low she was before the divine, how humble she was, just for the sake of money but ever willing to show his sexy body in general deoan, nabila so want to move and become a Muslim woman as suggested earlier, nyai, he also immediately took a look at DIQAH who had invited him here

DIQAH, thank you very much, I feel a little calmer after you bring me here, said Nabila smiling sweetly

for a moment DIQAH was stunned by the beauty of a very charming nabila, but the young man immediately turned his face in the other direction so as not to drift in the cradle of lust temptation as taught by his grandfather

similarly, I myself am studying, then I will also go to the mosque first, later after finishing from the toilet we meet at the front gate, you ask mbak dina to deliver yes, yes, reply DIQAH passed away

nabila followed the steps to the bathroom, there were very many female students who were also waiting in line for ablution

please send guests of DIQAH to wudhu first yes, pinta dina

they step aside and give each other a chance to move forward first, like his there dina is a respected figure

nabila was ashamed, because he was noticed by a lot of people, even though he was used to performing on a stage that attended by many people

with the help at the end of his nabila arrived at the gate, only DIQAH was already in the car

let me send you a car, mbak dina you help be a guide to the road yes, said DIQAH

ready, gus DIQAH, dina dina happy

nabila, next time play here again yes, said dina happy

yes, replied nabila began to be curious about the life of santri

the car is also on the road by DIQAH

whose car, gus, taanya dina curious

my car mbak, replied DIQAH briefly

then why where to use a bicycle, timpal dina

in this area young people on a bicycle or motorcycle, I use the car, except for distant interests, reply DIQAH

when she smiled, it turned out that DIQAH was not a person who liked to show off or wanted to look striking, in contrast to her former school friends who always showed off the treasures of parents, and oppressed the poor

thank you for bringing me, said Nabila

same as. replied DIQAH and dina compact..