The Secret Of Delvi's

The Part 25

Car horns were heard stopping their laughter and stopping in front of Delvi's house. Delvi smiled, she knew who was in the car, according to her partner, the mother who came out with a wave of her hand.

"Mother" said Delvi, then headed for her mother. But before that, she did not forget to say goodbye to Tamrin and other mothers with greetings.

"Well, it turns out Ustazah Delvi's a rich man well, ma'am. How can I teach at a school?" sahut one of the mothers, make Tamrin's gnarled.

"Astagfirullah, it's not good to gossip, ma'am. Being a teacher, both in pesanten and other places do not see us want to be rich or simple, which is clearly halal, rather than a job that is big but illegal? Naudzubillah, it's a great sin, ma'am," said Tamrin, who made them instantly aware.

"Sorry, Mr. Ustaz."

"Next time don't be so, Mom. Well, I'm saying yes, assalamualaikum."

"Khalas."

Delvi did not expect that the mother would come without giving him news, of course he was happy not to play. When they entered the house, Delvi made a cold drink for her mother because the weather was sultry during the day.

"Gosh, Son. Your house is gini, anyway? Why not find something bigger and more comfortable?" tanya Suratih, when Delvi had brought him a drink.

"It's okay, Mom. After all, Delvi is comfortable here, although the situation is not luxurious and even simple, this is enough, also close to the pesantren," he replied.

"It's up to you, son. By the way, try pointing out dong, which guy do you like?" Suratih was so curious as to what the figure of Tamrin was.

"Confidential, Mom. Anyway, the new mother knows that she wants to propose to Delvi, so there is a surprise," replied Delvi, making Suratih grunt as hell, her son is less fun if this is the case, though he was really curious about the face that managed to captivate the heart of his son.

"Why don't you tell me if you want to come?"

"Should you say yes, son? I'd like to give you a surprise."

"And the surprise worked." They laughed together, until the knock on the door stopped the laughter. The visiting guest was Hendra, the man was frowning with the woman he had just seen in this village.

"Getishalight."

"Waalaikumsalam, Mr. Hendra," Delvi replied.

Suratih looked at Hendra from head to toe, the woman's assessment was so high of the man who would approach his daughter.

"He who are you, Delvi?" ask Suratih.

"Friends of Delvi, Mom." Then, Delvi looked at Hendra with her smile, "Sir, this is my Mother."

"Hendra, Mom."

"Mother Suratih."

Suratih smilingly looked at Hendra's appearance and also the handsome face of the man, Suratih guessed that could it be that he was the man that Delvi liked? If so, Suratih also agreed if the taste of his son like this.

"Mother Delvi, I'm sorry for my possibly disturbing arrival. It's just, I want to borrow some of the things you've done, okay?"

Delvi has not answered. But the swoop from his mother made him stop when oral almost spoke. "Not bother, son. Delvi, guarantee your problems."

Delvi frowned, what was with her mother who suddenly turned like this, especially in the presence of Hendra, her heart was increasingly worried and uncomfortable in front of the man.

"Wait a minute, sir."

As for Delvi, Suratih immediately asked, "Nak Hendra, you're Delvi's girlfriend, huh?"

Hendra smiled, then shook his head in response. Of course Suratih was disappointed with the breath that sounded. "Sadly, I think you're my son's girlfriend, because it fits perfectly," Suratih said making Hendra feel good in his mind. This is an opportunity for him to have Delvi.