The Girl Owner of the Heart of the Ustadz
GPHSU: A soul mate ??
As the plan, Dila had already left for Jogja to continue her higher education. The journey 2 days ago was tired but the feeling evaporated because the spirit is so great to study with the aim of making his family proud.
Flashback...
"it looks like this address is appropriate" muttered Dila who stopped in front of the black fence.
He adjusted a paper measuring 15 cm x 10 cm containing the address of the dahlan mbah. This house is very pleasing to the eyes of anyone. It was quite calm for his learning soul. Beautiful, comfortable and peaceful. The house is not terraced but also spacious from the outside there is a small garden and fish pond on the right side near the fence.
Dila who was too focused on the paper did not realize that a middle-aged woman came out of the house next door that was crammed with the house. The middle-aged woman seemed to notice Dila so intensely while looking away. He seems to know but forgets maybe.
A girl uses a long-sleeved pink top, matching color material pants and dusty pink pashmina. His face was not too white but sweet radiant sunlight at 9 am. He had a suitcase next to him and he was holding a piece of paper.
"assalamualaikum" the middle-aged woman's greeting spoke to Dila. Netra Dila looked at him thoughtfully.
"waalaikumsalam bi"balas Dila.
"gendhuk ayu iki sopo? Do you know koq ngarep pager?"ask the middle-aged woman.
(who is this beautiful girl? Koq waiting in front of the fence?)
"kulo Dila. putune mbah dahlan bi." answered Dian
(i Dila his grandson Mbah dahlan bi)
according to the orders of the dahlan if it has arrived in front of the house if anyone asks, it must accompany his name in order to be recognized. It looked as if the middle-aged woman was a little surprised then smiled happily.
"yeah.... The little ones finally met. Auntie kangen." said the middle-aged woman.
"who is this aunt?"ask the curious dila.
"this is aunt non. Bi Mina, Art mbah her daughter non Dila. Non ate cassava with aunt." Bi Mina said.
He is Art who takes care of the house of his daughter Dila's late house for years until it is renovated and still carries out his duties. He also knew Dila and Dila had considered him as part of his family.
"Bi Mina" said Dila happy and almost strangled. He kissed Bi Minanya's right hand.
"it's just big, non. Though the last aunt saw it was not a small child and the most spoiled putu was the same as her brother." said Bi Mina who got a shy smile Dila.
"ish it's not bi."ilah Dila snatched.
"hehe, even now it's still non. Oiya please go inside first, here aunt bring her suitcase."pajak bi mina.
"uh.got to bi. Dila can own koq"refuse dila loyal to her suitcase. He shifted the fence.
"non Dila has never changed in the least.in childhood exactly the same attitude and respect of the older. Educated almh mistress is never wrong and the mistress must also be happy there.so the master is very proud of non dila who grew up to be a kind and good girl." bathin bi Mina who smiled at Dila who invited him inside and then closed the fence again.
arriving in front of the main door, bi mina just turned the key. Open the door by displaying the living room opposite there is a kitchen with a neatly arranged dining table.left there are 2 rooms that have a bathroom in it.
"Non, aunty sampun rapihin goods shipment non Dila that arrived yesterday. Let's not look into his room" said bi Mina like a tourist guide in a tourist center. Dila also chuckled little to see Bi Mina's action.
the door of the room is open, all neatly arranged and ready to be visited by Dila for some time to come. Then close the door again and end up on the living room sofa.
"Non is here. Every day aunty came here at ba'da shajuh until 8 am. noon at 11 until before dzuhur. But kl non Dila want aunty clean the afternoon is also okay" said bi mina
"don't bi, let's clean it yourself. aunt morning afternoon is okay but some business in my business house and aunt clean the outside." said Dila who issued something.
"good non, aunty fainted"sahut bi mira.
"god do not non. later non dila no more food."reject bi mina.
"haiss, bi mina do not hesitate to share with me. Dila bring 2 koq. one for aunt and one for this dila" said Dila who showed another plastic. with a bad heart, with a heart, bi mina accepted it. You see, Dila is typical of people who like to give but will behave differently if it is rejected such gifts as moody and sad.
"thank you non." said bi mina.
"same bi"smile Dila expands while taking bi mina breakfast tea sweet same tengginang teraebut. throw jokes and laughter between each other.
flashback off's...
This morning Dila was getting ready for her first lecture. Bi Mina made breakfast for him. I don't know why the first day gave Dila goosebumps for no reason. Afraid of the lecturer fierce, cold, sadistic again and others
"huff, just calm down. This could have been passed. Bismillah" the monologue Dila looked in the mirror reassuringly.
"Bi, I'm saying yes. Doain everything smoothly"pamit Dila who is already on the bike complete with a helmet.
"of course non, be careful on the road and do not speed" reply Bi mina
"get ready bi.kl so, Assalamualaikum" said Dila then immediately started his favorite motorbike and run it out of the fence.
"waalaikumsalam"sahut bi mina got a horn from Dila. he closed the fence and continued to sweep the outside terrace.
## Skip... ##
while in jakarta....
Tok, tok, tok
the door was knocked by someone. Aisyah who heard that just opened and received the guest . It turns out that the one who met was his grandfather along with umay like the bodyguard of the grandfather of inspiration.
"Assalamualaikum ." someone's greeting behind the door.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh grandpa. Please enter the cake." said Aisyah.
His grandfather ustadz alfi came with Umay, his goal to say something very important. Then, Aisyah and Umi Shita made a drink. Ustadz Alfi and his ashes were sitting near his grandfather. Once everything is ready, food and drinks are served immediately.
"abi what's coming here? kangen sama aab"pede abi abdurahman next to umi shita.
While alfi ustadz is next to Umay with all of them can only chuckle a little response to the confidence of a gus Abdurahman.
"cih, for what abi kangen same you can use guarded umay like this. don't ge'er aab" said the grandfather of inspiration to make the face of the boy this man sighed.
"abi came here to talk to my grandson" continued grandfather ilham.all suddenly curious let alone ustadz Alfi.
"What's cake ?"tanya Ustadz Alfi.
"You know the house next door?"ask the grandfather of ilham who was nodded by ustadz Alfi.
"Grandfather will give the house next door for you Alfi" said grandfather ilham pause for a moment.
"Because grandfather will match you with Grandpa's best friend's granddaughter" said the grandfather of serious inspiration.
deg....
seriate....
