
In the car that was driving Raffan looked very excited sitting he could not even keep moving around and around making the mother who was next to him was also uncomfortable for him.
"Raffan," rebuked the mother.
"Raffan achy," said Raffan with the face of his judges.
For some reason as a man he became very judesful towards anyone in this car who invited him to talk, his regret seemed to have been very mountainous even more when he heard his father who was sitting in the front seat beside the driver clucking on him.
"Why not just get on a plane?!" asked Raffan annoyed, again questioning the same thing, why they did not just get on a plane and instead chose to ride a car that would take hours, if this is not only a body that is crushed because of aches but also a mind that becomes more sensitive even more considering he will be paired with a woman who is 6 years older than him, he said, given that it is not uncommon to make Raffan scramble his hair frustrated.
Thinking of his youth that should be locked in with a woman who is even more suitable he calls Big Brother or Aunt perhaps?
His father was very happy to torture his son under the pretext that he was not more trapped in free association.
Repeatedly Raffan snorted with a sharp look of eyes, earlier he had planned to run away but could not and he undo his intention because it did not want to be called as an ungodly child.
"This is why I want to join a gini war anyway?! it's a lot of emotion!"
The young man who this time looked quite neat by using a shirt and black trousers was menggegerundel himself in the passenger seat.
"Why Raffan?" ask the mother who heard her son's growl.
"Nothing, Raffan said it himself!" sahut Raffan with ketus.
"From today do not get used to talking to yourself, there will be a wife who will always listen to your complaints later," the wise advice of the Mother, the wise advice, but it seems that the advice was not even approved by the young man was proven the mouth of the violent youth was even throbbing indistinctly.
"There will be a wife who hears your complaint, huh! lamented that I feel also because I have a father and a mother who is colossal!" now his grunts can only be released in his heart, of course he did not dare because if he said something like that on the streets like this will make him dropped off on the edge of the toll road, who would want to walk on the edge of the toll road in the dark as it is today? a Raffan Alawi would not do that stupidly!
Dongkol who continued to dominate until finally made Raffan choose to close his eyes only, he said, sleeping the best way rather than having to arrange the emotions that are getting bigger especially with the length of their journey to the boarding school which is said to be where his future wife teaches.
Towards dark, the car they ride stopped after entering a small rocky road with cars that sometimes by the left and right.
Raffan really did massage his forehead, though, he had slept several times so as not to feel the length of the journey but every waking up the car still goes until he goes back to sleep and wakes up again continues so repeatedly that he becomes very upset and his arms clenched in front of his face with an annoyed expression that instead looked very unreasonable and seemed ridiculous.
"Alhamdulillah we arrived safely," ustad Imran climbs in gratitude for the long journey they took.
"My unsaved son!" raffan's grumble was immediately applauded by the mother.
"Let's go down Raffan, Dad and the others are waiting," the mother asked her son who was holding his stomach.
"Raffan is hungry Ma'am" said with a clear face indicating that he was indeed starving.
Hayati took a breath and smiled and continued to say, "so I'm asking you to eat but you're even angry continue to Raffan, our journey is very long you're lucky you don't have ulcer disease."
"For Mother is not forced Raffan, at least bribed cake!" ketus Raffan's.
Hayati shook her head while smiling, "the child Mother will soon be the head of the family during the meal still have to forced mother and bribe, later bribed her same wife you just yes.."
Hayati even mocked Raffan who is now rushing down from the car with a pouting face.
"Later after the Maghrib prayer we eat first, this has been hunted adhan because of it," said the mother while tidying up her son's shirt that looks a little tangled because of sitting too long.
"It's a wedding do you want to apply for a job anyway?!" chirps Raffan back scan his appearance.
"You will be told to wear Koko clothes like I don't want to, so you wear a shirt anyway is much more appropriate than having to wear torn pants and jackets and shirts, too" said Hayati.
The two entered the pesantren courtyard whose lights began to light up, approaching the group of people dressed Koko and sarong cloth while the women wear a robe and a large veil that covers their upper body only shows the face, only, it seems that their arrival has been very much awaited.
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