Proof of Love Kang Santri

BCKS. To bandung

Theory does not guarantee, so I deny all words from sentences and words. Spirit and self-reliance are not just words but real actions. If man has no will then when is he sincere? sincere with the spirit of running life.

It's not one role or two roles, it's just that sometimes our stories tend to be abstract. I'm trying to describe that abstract.

"Abi Annisa's leaving yeah."

"Bet's not ready, baby." I said but my eleven-year-old daughter just shook her head slowly.

"Can't take nisa." Strange, when she was a child she was similar to me but towards her teens more into the nature of the mother.

"Well continue?" I asked after fixing her slightly messy headscarf.

"I'm with Hasna, Abi." Reply cheerfully. I just nodded and smiled.

At the end of the door there was already a woman waiting for Annisa, I just stared at her flat without any interest in greeting her.

"So heart son." Saying me.

***

At the time, I was in my own room and I felt sick. I had not even had time to wear a T-shirt but suddenly at the end of the door there was already a female figure who looked at me without permission.

Athaghfirullah, please,

From that moment on I just silenced the figure, which Ustadz Rizal said was himself who liked me.

Forget about that problem, Umi even asked me to remarry when she saw Annisa who looks happy with the figure of hasna.

I choose to go around staring at the photos of our time together in various places, the shadow alone is still clearly visible in the mind even though five years have passed.

"Yes later if I'm not on your side anymore, you're confused dong Kang." Syifa's laughter made Fauzi flinch.

"You said the Fa, it's not clear." I wonder to myself.

"Hihi's seriously my husband." He said he used to laugh.

"You're not funny Fa." My speech's flat.

See Fa? is this what you want to know? Without you, I would never be complete. My world is now missing one color of the Fa. Although this sentence is always convincing that Enough for Me Allah SWT

****

I walk in the pesantren coordination where there is still passing by sharing busy santri santri by opening the cover of rote books.

"Zil."

"immies? Assalamu'alaikum." My words made him smile.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

"Where is the ummi offer." He said it confused me.

"Offer?" My toot.

"Yes, have you been looking for a replacement for five years?" Ummi's words made me speechless.

"Let's see" I looked at Ummi's direction, and there was Hasna and Annisa laughing happily, ah the woman.

"You can't be selfish, Annisa needs a mother figure, too. She's lonely le, it's been five years you let her cry alone when she doesn't have a mother figure anymore?" Ummi asked which made me shake my head without reconsidering my answer.

"Not Ummi until whenever Syifa will never have a replacement. Syifa's the only Ummi." It was my words that made him shake loudly.

The debate when I defended Syifa may have sounded like some santri. And I don't care. See Fa? I love her only for you, it's proof of Kang Santri's love.

"You don't think about your daughter, don't be selfish."

"Sorry Ummi, zi pamit. Assalamu'alaikum." Saying I walked away.

*****

My decision to leave the pesantren was already spread in some circles Ustadz Ustadzah. Moreover, Ustadz rizal is very excited about my departure from pesantren.

"Why get Nisa's shirt in the suitcase?" Annisa asked which made me look back.

"Now here." I crouched my arms out, Annisa immediately rushed to hug me tightly.

"Tell me why." Ask the little girl who made me shake her head.

"Annisa still remembers you?" My question made him quiet.

"Of course." He said then steadily, I smiled tightly clutching my little girl's body

"Will Nisa ever find another mother substitute?" Ask him to make him shake

"Abi, Mother Syifa is the only Mother of Nisa. Nisa doesn't want to have another mother. Nisa dear mother." My chest felt soaked by Nisa's tears.

"Nisa." His smile made me smile.

"Not gonna kid." My words are convincing. "So you wanna go with abi?" I asked him to take off my arms, he removed the wet end of his eyes

"Where?"

Umi arrived in a hurry, coming in a hurry,

"Astaghfirullah le, if you do not want to make again mbuk ya do not go from the cottage." He said it to me that made me chuckle for a moment.

"Umi why?"

"Umi's not forcing you but don't go ya." Umi made me stop the activity.

"Umi, fauzi does have the same promise abah yai bandung for a few months to be there." My words made him breathe.

"Sorry umi." He said, I immediately clutched his comfortable body.

"Umi is not wrong, Fauzi wants to go straight away because the info is also sudden." Said Fauzi who made Ummi think for a moment then nodded resignedly.

Pov Fauzi off

*****

After leaving with Abi Umi and some Ustadz Fauzi immediately departed.

Traveling long enough from boyolali to bandung, Fauzi who had seen Annisa asleep smiled relievedly.

He also breathed a sigh of relief when there was a sign in bandung Suddenly Fauzi's car oleng. Fauzi breathed a rough breath, he got down from the car where one of his tires deflated, saw several cars and motorcycles that also passed by, but did not find a workshop.

Lucky his car was right on the edge so it did not block the car behind him.

"She, nisa."

Annisa squirms while making a funny stab, Fauzi smiles.

"Well, until bi?"

"Not kid, but the tires are leaking, Abi looking for a repair shop to come?" Fauzi's question made the little girl shake her head slowly.

"Not abi." Annisa.

"But.."

"Nisa is not papa." Annisa said, she was still sleepy, Fauzi just smiled then nodded.

Annisa looked around, she had no bad thoughts at all. In the back of the car was a bus stop where a little boy was arguing.

Annisa got out of the car and walked over to two arguing boys, one scolded and the other didn't care.

"Assalamu'alaikum deck." Sapa Annisa made both of them look over.

"Wa'alaikumussalam sis." Reply both.

Annisa realizes that the two are twins.

"What's this about a storm." Ask Annisa. The little girl began to speak at length.

"He's a real bitch." The girl's final word.

"Not to be la." Cut the man flat

"Sister! call me brother." Said the girl arguing in front of Annisa who was chuckling.

The man turned the lazy eyeball, "Susher-_"

"You guys are fighting."

"She's so disrespectful." Say the girl pouting.

While the man had chosen to leave the two with a flat and cold look. Leaving the girl who was stomping her legs annoyed.

"My name is Annisa." Annisa reached out to make the little girl with the pink hijab also reply to a helping hand.

"Shakilla."

*****

Kaliaan hope?

Let's go to bandung hehe.

****

The soul that was once embedded, the,

Not a tree

Especially displays

It's a monotonous story

Bandung, 03.07.2021