
After hearing Ummi's explanation, Salma immediately walked over and sat right beside Ummi.
"Son, I've considered you like my own daughter, are you like that to Ummi?" ask Ummi who is still thinking hard about what he will say.
"After my mother's death, I'm an Ummi, only Ummi and Abah I have now, even though you're not my biological parents or the ones who take care of me, but right now I've been unemployed you're my parents, my dead mother's replacement." Salma said what she felt and thought.
"Alhamdulillah, if you also think of Ummi as a substitute for your parents," Ummi gently rubbed Salma's head neatly wrapped by a veil.
"Salma," Ummi said as she held Salma's hands with a look of hope Ummi looked at Salma.
"Yes, Ummi, what's wrong?" seeing the hopeful facial expression of Ummi made the soul of the once-buried kepo now begin to appear to the surface.
"If Ummi asks you for help, will you help Ummi?" asked Ummi with great caution.
"Of course I want to help Ummi, as long as I can do it" Salma replied.
Ummi was happy to hear Salma's answer that would help him, but the words while he was able to cause worry slam self Ummi.
"If you can't do it, won't you do it?" asked Ummi again, on his face implied a hope that was increasingly clearly drawn.
"Ummi, no matter how difficult the help Ummi asks, I will still try to do it" said Salma.
"If Ummi asks you to marry Ummi's son how? do you want to?" finally Ummi was able to say what he had wanted to say.
"Married? what do Ummi mean? what does it have to do with asking for help to marry Prince Ummi?" salma asked who was increasingly confused by what Ummi asked.
"The son of Ummi was once heartbroken because he was left by his lover, Ummi will tell you everything that happened to you later, but at this time Ummi really hopes you want to match Ummi with Prince Ummi, please help Ummi to change it back to how it used to be," Ummi again asked Salma.
Hearing Ummi's request made Salma confused mixed in shock, how could an Ummi who in fact is not an ordinary person ask Salam who comes from the lower circles of a kara also to be his daughter-in-law, the wife of the only son she had.
"Salmas! are you daydreaming?" Ummi who saw Salma just silently pegged trying to resuscitate him.
"Eh, yes Ummi, sorry," Salma stuttered as she felt Ummi's warm hand slightly tighten her grip.
"If you don't want to be Salma, Ummi will not force Ummi's will on you" said Ummi.
"No Ummi, Salma was sincere and sure also did not feel forced to make a decision, only, Salma needed time to think and ask for God's guidance before deciding, just like that, because Salma has a desire to get married only once in a lifetime," Salma revealed what she feels right now.
"Give Salma three days to think and pray Istikharah Ummi! after three days Salma promised to give an answer to what Ummi was asking, "this time Salma asked Ummi.
"Ummi will wait for the best answer that you will give after three days, hopefully what Ummi hopes can be true," there is a little tinge of coercion heard from Ummi's lips, and Salma could only nod in response to Ummi's words that seemed a little pushy.
"Go back to the dorm! Ummi is done with what Ummi wants to say, think carefully about Ummi's request, son!" the statement of Ummi who felt it was finished and Salma should immediately return to the dormitory to rest because Ummi knows for sure if the current Salma must be tired after helping Mbok Yem and studying with Ghozi.
"Alright Ummi, Salma said goodbye to the dorm first. Assalamualaikum," said Salma while kissing the back of Ummi's hand then passed leaving him.
Salma still could not eliminate Ummi's request that continued to ring in his head, a request that actually felt so difficult to express.
"Woiii, don't daydream! enter here!" the sound of Dance surprised Salma who was already in front of the room, but he did not go straight in but stood staring in front of the window.
"Isshh you are very noisy Dance," protested Salma who was slightly surprised to hear the screams of Dance.
"Once you have daydreamed, are you not afraid of demonic possession? pack everything, already like a lot of your debt," cried Tari from inside the room while Salma still faithfully standing in front of the window.
"Ishh you're still standing there, join me here!" connect Tari makes Salma uncomfortable with the sound of Tari's cry that sounds very disturbing in his ears.
"Yes, yes, here I go." said Salma walking closer to the sitting Dance with a lollipop in her mouth and a comic book on her lap.
"Udah gedhe still likes lollipops, are you not ashamed of the child Tk," salma said trying to find a topic of conversation to distract Tari who will certainly interrogate and hit anyone who makes Salma sad or dilemma.
"Why? you want? if so let me get it. Just relax, I've got a lot of kok, "the same response every time Salma talks about the lollipops that Dance used to eat.
"Eh, didn't Ms Ratna say that bringing comics to the pesantren was banned? why are you still carrying it?" tanya Salma stared in wonder at Dari who actually looked indifferent and re-opened the comic that he held.
"Ishh, Dance! I'm talking to you again, "Salma slightly raised her octave of speech which means that Salma is currently emotional.
"Have you not pantes angry that, not serem know," instead of obeying what Salma said, Dance instead mocked Salma who looks not creepy even ordinary when angry.
"I'm seriously Dance," this time Salma's voice was filled with emphasis.
"Yes, I know it's forbidden to carry the comic, but you should also know Salma, if your friend also needs entertainment that can eliminate a bit of saturation and the heavy burden of life." Sayar Dance.
"You can do other things than break the rules. If you get caught, what will you do? remember every violation there is a penalty," Salma still tried to remind Tari.