Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
The Capital City.
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The lights of metropolitan city skyscrapers are quite dazzling, so you will forget the time when the clock that is circular on the wrist is only made mere accessories by users. Supposedly hours like this, everyone is asleep and lulled by their dreams, to rest their bodies for the intention of worship later in the third night to be more anxious. If, in the village. However, in fact in the Capital of the State at this hour is still very crowded and it would be appropriate if it is called Jakarta is a city that never sleeps.
The clock is 22:45. When many times the famous car output of the Japanese company continues to rotate around Jalan Ciputat Raya. And it's been almost half an hour they keep circling around it until it passes through the Dormitory Polwan up to three times and other universities that are close to each other around it.
"Which alley, Dek.?" Ask Mas Naufal for the umpteenth time to Gus Ali.
"It shouldn't be far from UIN, Mas." Gus Ali replied that looks a little confused, because for four years not here so much has changed and it will be very confusing, especially it is already night, so much so, plus their bodies are also tired, because they travel far enough and only take a short break to perform prayers.
"Try Mas Hafidz's phone again, who knows it's active. Tell me to send the location." Mas Naufal said as he pulled over his car in front of a university as well.
"Yes, hold on, Mas." Gus Ali answered and then took out his phone and returned to dial the mobile number from Guz Hafidz. One or two times there was no response, and only after the third ring did a woman's gentle reply come to light that it was Gus Hafidz's wife.
"Assalamu'aliakum's chat. Mas Ali, where have you been.?" Ask that soft voice.
"Wa'alaikumussalam Ning Tika's. This I've reached in front of Muhammadiyah University, but I forgot where to turn." Answer Gus Ali.
"Oh, it's there. Well, let Mas Hafidz tell Kang Santri to pick up sampaen." Answer Gus Hafidz's Wife. "Sampean wait at the place until a minute, Mas. I said it to Mas Hafidz. Assalamu'aliakum." Wife of Gus Hafidz.
"Song, Ning. Mature suwun. Wa'alaikumussalam." Gus Ali answered and returned his phone to his small bag. "Tell me to wait a minute said, Ning Tika." Gus Ali said to Mas Naufal.
"How many days are you planning here.?" Ask Mas Naufal while opening the car window and then not long have lit his cigarette.
"Inerview is still the day after tomorrow, and the most unexpected announcement is Friday. If, Mas Naufal does not mind can not if we return his Sabbath or Sunday morning." Gus Ali replied as his hand followed him to light his cigarette.
"Sunday is good. Try a weekly night in Jakarta." Mas Naufal answered with a smile.
"Yes, too, my mother." Gus Ali replied and then again sipped the cigarette that was in between his fingers until the smoke of smoke that billowed in the air added to the contribution of pollution for the Capital City which is already very crowded by Pollution.
Long they were silent to each other, until Gus Ali choked and made him cough violently, then deftly Mas Naufal gave him mineral water that had been opened all.
With one gulp almost half of the water was gone from the bottle, and Gus Ali still felt tightness in his chest because of choking on the saliva that suddenly entered. And as if thinking very hard Gus Ali continues to look nanar forward, and it is not clear what he is looking at. Because his mind was being filled by Juju's blue face.
And indeed not far from this hemisphere, a girl in a Taruni suit was banging innocent bolsters in her room while muttering the name of Gus Ali. The girl almost every night when she was in her room would go berserk when she recalled her conversation with Her Perfect Boyfriend regarding Gus Ali last week. And tonight he was really angry when he remembered his childhood which was often jahili by Mas Alinya who was so he liked but also at the same time he hated half to death.
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"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry. What's right with Gus Ali." Said a young man who had just stopped his bike and broke Gus Ali's daydream about Juju.
"Wa'alialumussalam, that's right." Answer Gus Ali.
"Alhamdulillah. Then monggo Gus follow me." Said the young man and walked slowly back to his motorbike which was in front of the Car.
Slowly the car continued to follow the motorcycle from Kang Santri who was assigned to pick them up and a small debate about the road that had been passed earlier made them laugh at themselves until they arrived at a Pesantren that is not so broad but level-level. It can be understood, because in the city.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa Gus Ali got out of the car and found his cousin had welcomed him on the porch with his wife. Faizzatul Atiqah Khusairy. The name of the Wife of Gus Hafidz, and if the reference from his name is clear he has something to do with the family of Aholyyah large where Abi Farid and Mother Ikah ever demanded Science.
Yes, Ning Tika. She is the second daughter of Gus Nurun Ahmadi Khusairy and Ning Majaya Dimyati. And of course the marriage happened, also because Uncle Wahyu who is a close friend of Gus Nurun, so the matchmaking of the family Al-Ma'aly and Ahadyyah can be connected. Although previously Gus Hafidz slightly disagree with this matchmaking, but finally they are happy too.
In the white living room with carvings of Asmaul Husna carved on the top wall, they also gave each other the news and conveyed greetings that were entrusted to Gus Ali and Mas Naufal. And after a long time they had a conversation with each other, finally Gus Ali and Mas Naufal in the sleigh for Istrest by Gus Hafidz in the family's guest room on the third floor of Ndalem Gus Hafidz.
Arriving in the second room then immediately clean themselves and because the body is so tired because of the long journey they were immediately asleep once their bodies touched the foam mattress in the room that's.
The morning comes back, if usually the morning they will be welcomed by the chicken kokokan and the typical atmosphere of the countryside, then another day, this morning in the Capital, the capital city, typical with the noise and busyness of each individual.
On the third floor of the room occupied by Gus Ali and Mas Naufal, they can both see across the street there is a fairly large market and also quite rame. And there the wheels of their lives kept turning to find sustenance through trading.
"Good morning, Mommy." Gus Hafidz said as soon as the door was opened by Gus Ali.
"Good morning, Deck." Gus Ali answered while widening the door of his room, so that Gus Hafidz could go inside.
"How about Mas Naufal, can you rest comfortably.?" Ask Gus Hafidz to Mas Naufal who is now sitting on a thick carpet of velvet where Gus Hafidz and Gus Ali have sat first.
"Very perfect, Mas." Answer Mas Naufal.
Gus Hafidz smiled faintly at Mas Naufal then threw his gaze back at Gus Ali to convey the intention of Gus Hafidz coming to their room. "The file file has been prepared all.?" Gus Hafidz asked Gus Ali.
"God, I have all prepared. And just take her tomorrow." Answer Gus Ali.
"Later to the Campus, Mas Ali and Mas Naufal can all come to see cf. Deut, because tomorrow I have no class schedule so I can not accompany." Said Gus Hafidz still with his smile.
"Alright, guess what time we can be ready." Mas Naufal.
"Indeed Mas Naufal also want to come to Interview.?" Gus Ali said and it made Mas Naufal smile crisp and replied.
"If samq's allowed, I'll definitely list first." Mas Naufal replied, and it made Gus Ali immediately smile insipidly, given his debate with Mother Ikah, although Mother did not directly oppose it as well.
"It's okay, Mas Naufal. I wish I could choose to be close to my family in Bayuwangi." Gus Hafidz.
"Bi, in wait for Umi, at the dinner table." Say a little girl with a yellow hijab that makes her round face even more adorable with flushed cheeks.
"Ndhok Diva, come here." Call Gus Hafidz to his only daughter. The little princess Gus Hafidz walked slowly towards Gus Hafidz with a bow.
"Who are you trying.?" Gus Hafidz asked his daughter, after sitting on her lap.
"Apoh Ali." Princess Gus Hafidz.
"Same salim dong, Apoh." Timpal Gus Ali and Princess Gus Hafidz increasingly tighten his embrace to Abinya.
"Just like his mother is shy." Gus Hafidz.
"What an average child looks like his mother." Mas Naufal.
"Makanya Mas Naufal quickly find a teacher to know for yourself." Gus Hafidz answered standing up. "Let's hurry to the dining room, it's been waiting for the same one who cooked." Gus Hafidz.
And they also walked to the dining room while still chatting lightly with the interlude of Advice Gus Hafidz to the two young men about the beautiful worship that is very pleasant in the form of a household.
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