The Cost of Trust

Nicet

"Connected caterpillar has gone, and Farhan is also not here Imah want to open the stall again ah.kasian if anyone wants to buy but the stall closes mulu."

"Oh yes Mah, pesenin soto noodles for mama. Eat at home!", said Farah.

"Yes ma!"

Imah also deftly send orders to Dadan.

"Yes, come on ahead. Later if A Dadan has brought here call mama."

"Don't have to be anterin?" I asked.

"Hehehe didn't do it either."

"The employees are many."

"Biarin the heck Di, people if again kasmaran mah emang so", interrupted mama. I also just agree.

"Well ahead!", said Imah.

****

"In, sometime we go to Surabaya. Nengokin Imas's. You haven't seen me in a long time, have you?", asked Mama.

"God willing Ma, wait for Diaz gedean yes. Kasian if you're still a baby like this."

"Yes! Mama also knows, it's a pity that omah's favorite granddaughter why-why on the street. Tomorrow, if you have the way to ask for a sister, Diaz. Let there be a meeting, let it be rame too!", Mama said as if Diaz already knew our adult language.

"Kasian dong ma, if you can just walk instead have a sister. Not focusing on the straight!"

"Eh.Who said, ancient people could. There is no rich technology now. Some are even pregnant every year."

"Yet again did not tell Dian to get pregnant again right ma?", asked me to make sure.

"Hahahaha.. now-now ya lah.Kali aja undid nifas, you want to pursue deposit."

"Mama ih.", I blushed in embarrassment.

Ting...

[Soto has arrived mbak]

"Dian ahead yes Ma. Nitip Diaz's. Take the soto first."

"Yes, just calm down. Mama is also still missing this mother's granddaughter. Hem...", he kissed his favorite grandson.

I also came out of my room.

"Where are you from?"

"So Farhan's anterin met Adam at the front workshop. Yes, have a chat!"

"Owh...!"

"Where are you going on deck?"

"Take soto from mama's order. Say Imah has reached Dadan kang nya."

"Why not tell me I'm a tadinoas anterin Farhan. This time it could be Mah!"

"Don't su'udzon ah! Habit!"

"Yes.yes, yes, come!", Aziz took my hand.

'' We just want to go to the stall in front of the mas house, not to cross the ocean!"

"Why indeed? Can't I take my own wife?"

"Not allowed, but look at the situation!"

Cup....

Short kiss landed. The surprised me immediately fell silent.

"If you're not getting it, you're still babbling. Syndrome mom-and-mom, baby!"

Finally Aziz and I walked together to the stall which was only a few steps away from the mother house.

"Ciye.. with a rich truck!", ledek Imah.

"Halal couple, trouble for Lo?", I don't want to lose hearing the throttling of Imah.

"Where sotonya mah, kang Da.", my eyes were fixed on a man next to the kang Dadan. I'm sure Aziz was just as surprised as I was.

"Mas Fai..!", my sizzle.

"Mas Aziz, ma'am Di. This is ustadz Ahmad, Farhan's teacher. I was going to buy pulses, so I brought here all anterin order."

"Thank you Dadan!", said Aziz.

"How are you, Di?", asked Ustadz Ahmad.

"Ustadz Ahmad knew Aziz and Mbak Di?"

"Yes. Not only know, but very familiar!", said Ustadz Ahmad.

"Alhamdulillah, we are good", said Aziz flatly.

"How long have we not seen Ziz, Di?", asked Ustadz Ahmad.

"Five years", Aziz replied briefly.

"You look so happy, yes, romantic harmony!", Ustadz Ahmad saw Aziz's hand still holding my hand.

"Alhamdulillah!", said Aziz.

This time, Dadan and Imah were the spectators. They did not understand the situation in front of him.

"I don't know what to say", I was a little nervous about answering.

"We've got ustadz Fai?" asked Aziz.

"Title ustadz it, the man who gave it. I wasn't. I also have a lot of knowledge."

"Sir, you do not want to make a drink for Ahmad Rifai?", asked Aziz.

"Hem? Oh..iya, I made it for a moment."

"No need to be!", said Ahmad.

"After leaving Dian, where are you going Fai?", asked Aziz.

From here, Dadan and Imah began to understand. Thankfully, there were no buyers.

"Why are you asking like that? Are you not the one who has cornered?", asked Ahmad casually.

"Hahaha ya tikung?", circus Aziz.

"You can explain the deck, let there be no more misunderstandings?", asked Aziz to me.

"Huh? Explain what? And misunderstand what else mas?", asked me who does not know where to talk mas Aziz.

"Did I corner you? Isn't this ustadz sir who left you?", asked Aziz. Whoa...Aziz was burning jealous.

"Oh, I don't need to talk like this. Shame there are Dadan kang Sama Imah!"

"You want, so it's considered Nikung Fai?", Aziz turned to look at me.

"It's just the past. Now we are happy."

"Say deck!", Aziz's face began to get serious. Ahmad looked calm, but his eyes pierced Aziz.

"Yes, before we commit to marriage. I have nothing to do with Mas Fai."

"Have you heard Fai?", Aziz turned to look at Ahmad.

"You who have cornered Ziz, and you Di. can not be patient waiting for me!", said Ahmad flatly.

"You hear not the deck? he still said that the car was cornering?"

"The reality is so Aziz!", although Ahmad's voice was slow but quite emphatic at hearing.

"What do you want Fai?", I asked. Ahmad speechless.

"Do I need to tell you everything here Mas Fa'i? In front of them?", it was my turn to ask Ahmad. Ahmad was silent.

"You, you're the one who left me without clarity after three years of contact. And you..you ask me for an explanation? Name me, which woman would want to hang for years without certainty?"

"You are the one who is less patient!", said Ahmad coldly.

"Yes, I'm not patient. Impatiently facing your ego."

"I wasn't ready to get married at the time. My brother forced me to study at the cottage. I'm depressed too. Especially after knowing that it was Aziz who accompanied you!"

"Didn't I hear my ears wrong, Fai?"

"I studied for years, so as not to disappoint my Abah. Wish you were still waiting for me, but it turns out...."

"It's Fai, it's all just the past. My future is with Aziz. And your future with your partner!"

"Yes. Congratulations to you both. May sakinah mawadah warohmah!"

"Thank you Fai!", said Aziz.

"Ustadz Ahmad is not married, is he?", asked Dadan. Ahmad nodded as well.

"May ustadz Ahmad soon get a companion huh?", Dadan tried to melt the tension between them. Who usually acts this time is just silent. Less greget if not horrified to comment, is it not?

"Aamiin.. Thanks for your prayers Mr. Dadan!"

"Dian, where's soto mama? Long time anyway?", mama headed to the stall while carrying Diaz.

"Sorry ma.", I said.

"Lho, here...Rifai right?", asked mama.

"Yes, Aunt Farah how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah, are you alone? How come it's here?"

"Yes, Farhan was out at his house."

"Oh, Farhan njai is with you? The power of that time Aunty denger you taught at Abahmu school, huh? Still teaching there?"

"Still Aunty, I teach njai just to fill free time just kok all nambuk knowledge."

"Oh, yeah.good is that. Yes Di, we go inside first. Oh yes Dadan, thank you for bothering anterin my order!"

"Tante together."

My mother also held my hand. Mama knows my story with Mas Fai. The food used to be mama did not agree when Aziz would marry me.

"Yes Ziz, thank you for meeting me. Once again congratulations, may you always be happy!", said Ahmad sincerely.

"Aamiin..thank you Fai!", Aziz reached out his hand. Ahmad welcomed his hand.

Finally, Ustad Ahmad left the kiosk.

But not with Dadan, he still wants to linger with his heart.