The Swordsman Woman

part 5's

Part 5's

Pov irah, the,,

Now that the car soon arrived at the pesantren that abi umi chose for me at this time, my gaze was fixed on the car window through the beautiful scenery of tree trees on the side of the road, without feeling the circle of tears my eyes drip regularly.

Without realizing it turned out that abi saw me from his rearview mirror, abi continuously calmed me but why do my tears slalu want to come out and difficult for me to hold, this time I was sad because I had to part with abi umi, and have to stay in the pesantren away from them. Because I've been guilty of them a lot, this time I don't want to disappoint them again, I must be able to be proud of them, I will harbor this very sadness myself. Hiks hyks..

The car is getting closer to the boarding school but I reluctantly stare at abi umi, afraid.. Fear of these tears trickling down more and more. I tried to hold her I closed my eyes and tried to smile, without feeling the tears could be held back and I tried to look at abi Umi with a smile, a smile that felt tight in the chest.

Now that the car has entered the pesantren area, I abi and umi have gotten off the car walking towards the ndalem the lodge stakeholders for sowan.

Ndalem is the name of the house for a kiai, every santri who wants to enter or return to the boarding school slalu there is a sowan ndalem culture, sowan is a guest to ndalem to just berkilaturrohmi or instruct advice and opinion with kiai and dhuriyyah" he.

Said santri if not sowan and met directly with kiai, santri was not afdhol hehehe so important, he, if we have got permission and ridhonya pak yai Insyaallah journey in the future we more easily absorb his knowledge.

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Currently irah umi and abi are already in front of the door ndalem.

"Assalamualaikum "abi's hand while knocking on ndalem's door.

There was a greeting answer from inside, but no one had opened the door, maybe even ndalem on again njai because it was heard in the main mosque there was a sound of book study whether the book is, what book is it, while waiting for the door to open, silent irah temple saw seeing various kinds of flowers by turning her back to her abi umi, with that chance Irah tried to remove a circle of tears that were not restrained anymore, she said, scared to look abi and umi.

As Irah tried to calm my mind, the door opened

There was a middle-aged woman who was still very beautiful and graceful from behind the door.

"MasyaAllah mbak khaula" Loud voice has.

Bungi is the name of the wife of a kiai, she is the wife of kiai hannan this pesantren.

Smiling, Imi answered her

"inggeh ning fatimah hehe"

The two of them immediately hugged to let go of his longing, umi and buniki were friends since they were still in High School until graduating from college. Because after the same marriage they have never met again.

"Monggo, let's get in"

"inggeh ning" Umi replied with a smile

Now we sit in the living room ndalem, a room that is very soothing to the dominant order of various teak wood carvings, looks very magnificent like a palace. Installed various photos and paintings are likely to be large family photos of the era and various calligraphy, many plastic flowers and leaves that hang on to further beautify the scenery.

"Oh Allah, I do not wish for the arrival of a great guest" he said

"ono opo to mbak kok tumben"

"inilo ning, kulo badhe nitipke my daughter nak ampean cottage, "

"masyaAllah yo even seneng me, silaturrahmi e I karo smpean yo more smoothly yo mbak"

"wah wayu tenan to anak smpyn mbak, sopo asmane" continued to have again.

Ira was just smiling embarrassedly

"Walah ning iso wae sampean iki, Asmane irah ning. Samira Moses"

" yo pancen Nyatane wayu koyok"

All just laughing at the answer.

"Yai hannan ten puri ning, kok mboten ketingal" asked umi.

Ketingal is visible.

"Oh iyo sek ngajar, mariki yo wis mari kok ngajie"

Looks like mbak's coming, man,

"take and drink Nggeh damel my guest"

"inggeh mi" said mbak ndalem.

Without a long time, Hannan came

"assalamualaikum "

"Waalaikum salam" answered all who turned to yai hannan.

Yai Hannan who was stunned in disbelief turned out to be his old friend's hashim while studying in the realm of Egyptian ahmaf.

"loh.. Mashallah kang Hashim,"

And no less surprised abi irah. He did not expect it turned out that the owner of this cottage was his best friend.

"loh gus hannan, is this really an ampean? Gak nyongko I gus, it turns out smpean son kiai big, used to slalu cover identity, mangange I orah ngerti, masayallah "ansa hasyim amazed