Three Years Different

Section 25 (2)

Umma Sarah is gone. After driving her to the dormitory, he said for today it was good for her to rest. Yeah, rest. Because if he remembers again, shame. How could he behave like that to Alma? In fact, the fate that he had and Alma was not much different.

That is, both ended up in orphanages.

Sad, people say. She agrees, but life is not about being happy. If it is indeed like a life in the path of sad, Mardiyah is not a problem. As long as he has the back of life. Like, Umma Sarah.

The string in his hand suddenly sounded. Mardiyah's face turned flat, the number unknown. He could not even see his number. Several times continued to sound, until there was no choice but to lift himself up.

"Who?"

There's no sound.

"I'll shut it down if there's no interest."

I heard breath.

"Sa-"

"Nope ..."

Direct calls are unilaterally interrupted.

The boy? mardiyah seemed to not believe what she heard. Just now, an unknown woman contacted him?

"Si--" Netra Mardiyah suddenly widened. He shook his head, as if what he had in mind was not something real. "Y-mother?"

Quickly Mardiyah searched on the incoming call. But unfortunately, when he wanted to try to contact, he could not. Because there is no number, the call is hidden.

How could? inner Mardiyah who began to despair in her experiment. He remembered, his mother will come soon, right? And did ... the mother contact him?

"Why can't you, anyway?" muttered.

In serious moments, there was a knock on the door. "Mardiyah's sister, Mar Ma'am!"

Mardiyah was upset, spontaneity threw her dress into the bed, and passed towards the doorway.

"Yes?"

"A-anu Ma'am sorry. I've been looking for it all the way," said Salsa.

"I'm not coming, Sal. Tired."

Salsa was silent for a moment. "O-oh yeah, Ma'am. Excuse me, Ma'am."

Mardiyah went back inside, her hand picked up the device again, several times looking around for the number of someone who contacted her there was nothing. Whyyy?! She was convinced that it was Zanitha, the mother.

His jaw rang again, quickly Mardiyah raised without seeing the name or number of the person. "Mother?"

"Hal ... o. Mar?"

Mardiyah's netra widened, in the far away from the ear saw the name of Lutfan written there.

"Yes?"

"Lo .. isn't pa-pa?"

"If nothing matters, I turn it off, Lutfan."

Lutfan suddenly panicked. "Don't close. I want to put something first."

"What?"

"Lo quarreled together--"

Mardiyah refuted, "Yes."

"Because of Mas Ja--"

"No," argued Mardiyah.

"Gue's not done talking, don't cut my words, Mar."

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. "I'm busy, Lutfan. I'm turning it off."

...🌺...

The more soluble Lutfan can not really close the eyes. If you remember again, Banyu said he said the fight was because fighting over Mas Jafar. Hm, Mas Jafar, huh? Why did his heart suddenly hurt a little? In fact, he had known for a long time that maybe Mardiyah had more feelings for Masnya. If there was nothing bad about Mas Jafar, obviously, everyone would be more and more praising his Mas. Not wrong. Jafar is perfect.

"Astaghfirullah's. What the hell?! The devil! The devil! Satan!"

Let him down while muttering. He must not think the no-no, the prejudice he cannot show for Mas Jafar. After all, he already had someone worthy.

"Assalamualaikum .. assalamualaikum ..."

Lutfan's forehead shrivels. Who comes to nights like this? Don't know the time.

"Mosur." Lutfan opened the door. "Astaghfiullah! Heh, secretary why do you come gini nights? No busy work?"

Aldo smiled broadly showing his row of teeth. "Actually, Lut. I want to spend the week together at the orphanage. But ... Yes, you know the condition of the capital? Can't be expected. I'm stuck, Lut!"

Netra Aldo widened. "Oh? Aja oh? Anj-"

"Eh, Aldo, huh?"

For a moment Aldo kept it tight. Then smile sweetly. "mma ... Assalamualaikum says. Today, Aldo can't stay?"

"No!"

Umma Sarah slammed on Lutfan. "May Aldo, may, Son."

"Umma, kok---"

"You have no friends. Yeah, well, Aldo's been in town, right? You also told Aldo your secretary, right??"

"Yes-yes, Umma." Lutfan glanced at Aldo. "Lo enter! Straight to the room. I give you a task. I haven't designed outlet 3."

"Okay with pleasure."

Upon entering the room. Lutfan immediately threw himself in bed, while Aldo laid himself on the sofa.

"Lo's face doesn't look friendly. Why, huh?"

Lutfan replied, "Lo's coming. That's why I'm spit."

"Anjir, what the hell?! Usually you're just as gnarled when I come."

Lutfan shook his hand. "Rul me. Since when have I been dating?"

"But Lut!" Aldo. "Serious cave. Lo why?"

"Thinking soul mate," replied Lutfan immediately.

Aldo. "Well crazy. You're really upset thinking of a soul mate?"

"Seriously. Now you laugh. Not cool." Lutfan raised his index finger, pointing at the table. "Under the table. There's my laptop. Lo work parts outlet 3. The income today is a lot, I've done half."

"I am working." After taking the laptop and putting it on the table. Aldo said, "Gue understand, this must be your matchmaking problem, right Lut?"

"Hm."

"Keep you're not going to college?"

Lutfan. Again if he thinks, he lost away from Mas Jafar, because he went to college. Mardiyah also went to college. Actually he could go to college, but the time to accompany Umma Sarah would really not exist. Because every eight o'clock in the morning until the new issue he can go home. Even if he is not tired, he has just spent time on his life. If he is tired, he may go to sleep. If you remember, he has wasted so much time without his Ummah.

"The?"

"Do you think education is more important than our devotion to parents?"

Aldo's forehead shriveling. "The one you mean approving of matchmaking?"

"Hm."

"Well, Lut. I don't think that kind of service is ethical. Bizarrely. The fall was not a curse, anyway. Lo kayak .. feel compelled to do so."

Lutfan. "Where do you get that from if I have to, Do?"

"Ooh, you don't have to."

Lutfan.

"Yes already. Accept the match, and continue your education, Lut. Don't you want to go to college?"

Lutfan.

"The?"

"Do, if I'm a husband, my obligations increase as well. I'll be harder for time when I go to college."

Aldo stopped typing, looking straight at Lutfan again. "A...rus? Not going to college?"

"No."

After a few seconds of silence, Aldo nodded. "Gue can answer your question, Lut. Being devoted to parents is more important than anything."

"Because it's only been a few seconds that I realized. Bakti you mean it's not about a matchmaking, there are other services that may be .. do not want to lo story to me." Aldo looked down for a moment, staring at the laptop. "Gue knows, Lut. Every human has its own burden. But .. I it's me and lo it's lo. I can't name everyone, can I?"

Lutfan looks to nod.

"The word highly educated people is cool. It's cool, Lut. But ... if the reason you can not continue to find knowledge because of your devotion to Umma. I-i understand. Even God would agree that as children we prefer to serve parents, rather than others" Aldo concluded.

"Thank you. It's not as if this long talk is useful, Do," said Lutfan without looking at Aldo.

Pause three seconds after laughing lightly. Aldo said, "Work hard, Lut. Lots of money. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's. Do'a continue. Who knows the soul mate in the same mate lo it's a spec angel, right?"

The emang spec bidadari. You've never praised him.