The Journey of Ziya

The Journey of Ziya
62. The Journey of Ziya



Ziya took Zanna from her yayah sling and they decided to go around the boarding school with Shaijiee.. Gus Afnan said that in the pesantren garden was harvesting kale so Ziya could go there to see..


During the walk to the garden, Shaijiee invited Zanna to chat and the baby smiled as if he understood what she was saying..


"Zanna was happy at home" Shaijiee said


"Happy baba.. Here I have many friends" Ziya replied in the voice of a child


"Oh my dear we walk yuk road.. I haven't been to the company yet" Shaijiee said


"Where are you going?" ask Ziya


"How about Borobudur? I've never been there.. Let's go to the nearest one first" Shaijiee said


"Well, when?" ask Ziya


"How lusa? I'll rent a bus tomorrow" Shaijiee said


"Will I use the bus?" ask Ziya


"It's me, you, Zanna, bubu, yayah, Maheer, Faris, hold the Nawir family"


Don't ask where Jiddah and Shahia's parents are.. They were gone when Ziya studied in Turkey.. Shahia's brother? bang Rizky his older brother Shahia is in his hometown taking care of the company that his older brother Shahia left behind.. Shahia's friend? they each have their own lives.. So-so..


"Bring 2 cars is also quite a pity" Ziya said


"But it doesn't feel family" Shaijiee replied


"Yes too, sii"


"Later I asked Nawir to find a mini bus.. If there is still a bench, we will invite some acididz to come" said Shaijiee


"Yes, then.. Later we will buy food for the trip yaa" pinta Ziya


"Yes dear"


Arriving in the garden, it turned out to be true.. There are some children who are picking kale.. It turns out that the harvest is quite a lot..


"Assynolajet.. There are so many bodies" Ziya said


"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat.. Uh ning, kaifa haluk?" ask ustadzah Erni


"Thank God, you're all healthy, right?" ask Ziya


"Alhamdulillah ning"


"Can you ask for the hoe? snacking on kale so you want to cook kale" said Ziya


"That's a lot ning.. This is ning Ziya's" said ustadzah silvi


"Ahh not really.. It's all ours.. It's not just private people" Ziya replied


"Ning, her husband is very handsome" said Ustadzah Silvi


"Alhamdulillah, he got a crack.. Hiya"


"Brewok brews saucy ning, clean.. Lahh mang surya brewok items" said Ustadzah Silvi accompanied by another laugh


"Husshh can't do that.. Later you will mate with Surya mang" Ziya's goddamn tease


Mang Surya is a private driver gus Afnan if gus Afnan is on a lecture call out of town..


"Ihh ning mah" said Ustadzah Silvi pouted


"Liar said Mang Surya is not a graduate of pesantren, but his religion is strong.. Diligent worship" said Ziya


"It is our duty.. Of course he must be diligent worship, if not worship would be in getok ama kiyai Afnan" ledek ustadzah Silvi


After getting the kale, Ziya returned home to Afnan's gus and put the slumbering Zanna in her sling earlier..


"Maheer, go where?" ask Ziya


"Mother goes there's a talk call in the village next door.. If you're in the pesantren's office" Maheer replied


"Aren't you in school?" ask Ziya


"So, Maheer's not feeling well anymore.. Kaya was wrong yesterday so defecate continuously" Maheer replied


"Ukhty made fresh tea first" Ziya said


"No need to ty, Maheer is taking medicine"


"You've rested"


Ziya is very dear to Maheer, because Ziya has not paid attention to her younger sister because Ziya in Turkey..


As Ziya was cooking, Shaijiee approached and kissed Ziya on the cheek..


"Not finished?" ask Shaijiee


"Yet, Zanna's still sleeping?" ask Ziya


"Still dear.. This is for lunch, right?" ask Shaijiee


"Yes, you will pray first to the mosque, only after lunch prayer" said Ziya


"Siap darling.. Will it be shopping?" ask Shaijiee


"So, buy it at home too.. The oil stays a little bit as much as sugar and tea" Ziya said


"Jas.. We will take Nisrine and Nawir with us" Shaijiee said


"I love you.. I miss you" said Shaijiee kissing Ziya's cheek affectionately


"Too" Ziya replied


"Yes Allah is very economical ๐Ÿ˜Œ"


Ziya just laughed Shaijiee said like that..


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