Rasidha Bidadari Clear-eyed

Chapter 15 - On the river

Rasidha returned to class with a shaky move, now he has accepted the proposal and hopes that the family will be happy with the decision. "Have I made the right decision?" That's what's on his mind right now. 

After the lesson was over, Rasidha decided to go to the dormitory and wanted to wash her dirty clothes. Separating dirty clothes and put in a basket, want to go to the river behind the pesantren, commonly used and used by santriwati who are separated with santri putra. He stepped out of the room, carrying a basket of dirty clothes to be washed, but someone in the doorway stopped his intention. 

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Can Auntie come in?" 

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Please Bi, just come in." Rasidha let Aisyah into the room, and put the basket filled with dirty clothes back on the floor. 

"It looks like you're busy, want to wash clothes in the river huh?" 

Rasidha quickly nodded his head and smiled. "Yes, Bi."

"Auntie just have a minute." 

"Yes, Bi."

"So ustadz Afif came to see your aunt and uncle, saying that you had accepted his proposal. Is that really so?" 

"Yes, I accept it. But can't get married fast." Reply Rasidha.

"Is that the intention of your heart or of our insistence?"

"Why did Aunt ask that? I've accepted his proposal. You've chosen it for me, and I'm pretty sure it's for the best."

"Auntie can't say much about this big decision, your mother and father will be here to talk about it."

"Mom and Dad are coming? When?" 

"The day before Ustadz Afif went to study in Istanbul. Aunty go first, tell me if you need anything."

"Hem, okay."

Rasidha again lifted the basket of dirty clothes, set his foot toward the river behind the pesantren. Smiling while looking around that still looks beautiful and soothing to the eyes, the sound of birds chirping united with the sound of water gurgling makes anyone feel calm. 

He saw some santriwati who was washing clothes, he greeted everyone and chose a large rock that became the base for washing clothes. This is the atmosphere that is most missed, especially in Cairo and also in the city is rarely found. Rasidha dangled his cool feet, the crystal clear waters of the river teasing anyone who saw him. 

"Oh yes, he said you want to marry ustadz Afif huh?" Chirping at someone not far from Rasidha, the santriwati was amazed by the smooth white skin next to her. 

"Yes Tea, just pray for it." Replied Rasidha who smiled kindly. 

"I envy you, can be a husband like ustadz Afif. Many heartbroken santriwati heard the news of the bird, and I was also one of them." Said the girl with Sundanese accent, it made Rasidha laugh. 

"Rasida.Rasidha!" peekik Elis called his friend. 

Rasidha felt someone calling his name, and immediately turned to look at the perpetrator who was none other than his friend. "Yes Elis, what's wrong?" 

"It turns out you're here, I've been driving around since." Gerrutu Elis who walked closer to the girl of Palestinian descent. 

"Yes, what's looking for me?" 

"It's nothing, I think you're missing." Elis answered the grimace, making the girl next to Rasidha sneer. 

"It's like a prank, but I'm serious about hearing the news." 

"Eh, Maimun. No need to sneer, or your lips are I'm the devil's glue." Reply Elis.

"Where's Neneng?" asked Rasidha who mediated the quarrel of two different girls of the tribe, drowning in looking for someone.

"He was in the kitchen helping Yayuk." 

"Yes, they help with eating." The woman next to Rasidha.

"Even if Neneng is fat, it does not mean you can insult him. Do you want me to flick your thin body?" sergeant Elis who went to the waist. 

"You said fat Neneng yourself, don't take me. After all, my body is ideal not skinny. I weigh thirty-nine pounds." Say a proud Sundanese girl. 

"Ideal forty-five," sewot Elis. 

Rasidha shook his head, a sense of serenity that was broken when he heard the dispute that he thought was unfaithful. Soon he finished washing his clothes and rinsing them, putting them in a basket to dry the next day. The most awaited thing is when scrambling to sunbathe clothes with other santriwati, even anger originally colored in tune now has changed the color of the rainbow. It has become a common problem, clothes hangers change color because they are switched. 

After the dawn prayers, the santriwati began to sun their clothes, who came first. Rasidha immediately hung up her washed clothes yesterday afternoon, and took her place. 

Seen two people who are very familiar, namely Elis san also Neneng is shifting clothes belonging to other santriwati like the powerful. 

"Monggravings, Elis? What are you guys doing? That's not good." Said Rasidha who tried to advise his two friends. 

"Either who created that behavior was, until now, a habit. Not only are we ignorant, there are even worse." Sahut Neneng who immediately dried his clothes that had not been in the place before.

Rasidha again sunk his clothes without disturbing the clothesline of others, unlike his two friends who were very fraudulent. "I'll go first!" the one who finished his job. 

"Alright," said Elis and also Neneng who giggled with their pranks.

"Well, there's secretly someone hanging horse glasses here?" Neneng watched the row of the fourth rope filled with underwear.

"Special clothes are full, what happens if the glasses and the bermuda triangle in the wind blow? There's no protectors here." Elis. "Eh, it looks like it belongs to Maimun. I saw it for myself when he washed in the river."

The two women looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.

Rasidha returned to his room, but someone intercepted his way. "What's wrong?" ask him while looking at the perpetrator.

"Uncle Zaid and also Holy Aunt have come, they want to see Brother." Ayna Report.

"All right, I'll be there soon." 

After a while, Rasidha walked towards the owner's house from the nearby boarding school. It only takes a few minutes to walk. "Assalamu'alaikum." He said his greetings, entering into a simple room. Everyone looked at him and welcomed his arrival very well.

Not to forget, Rasidha greeted his adoptive parents with great respect, and also the admonition in the room. "When did Mom and Dad get there?" 

"Not long, how are you, honey?" tanya Suci who hugged her son tightly, released a whack of longing in the heart. 

"I'm good, Mom."

"Change your clothes first, I've brought you." Suci handed a paper bag containing syar'i gown and equipped with a veil, and socks. 

"Good, Mom." Rasidha took a paper bag and put his foot into the room, to change clothes as his mother wanted.