Ustadz It's my Imam

Cintya Arrives at Pesantren Cottage

At Husein Sastranegara International Airport, a beautiful woman who only uses her modest clothes. The woman was walking with her right hand pushing a trolley containing three suitcases, the left hand holding the hand of her youngest child. And the firstborn held the woman's shirt.

With a fluffy smile that never faded on her pretty face. The woman looked very happy back in her homeland. A place that holds many stories like his grief first.

The woman is Cintya and her two little girls. Cintya takes her two children in search of a taxi, which can take her to Kyai Arsya's boarding school.

"Umi, are we heading straight to Abah Pondok's house?" ask the firstborn.

"Yes dear. In accordance with what is said the same Om handsome. If we have to go to Abah Pondok's house when we have arrived in Indonesia" Cintya replied gently.

"Horee hoorree met Abah Pondok sama Umma hut again" shouted the two children who were so happy because they were going back to the boarding house.

As soon as he got a taxi, Cintya immediately boarded his two children into the car, not to forget, he also asked the driver for help to lift his suitcase into the trunk. After that, Cintya went up.

"Sir, we go to the boarding school Al-Hidayah yes sir" said Cintya softly not to forget with her sweet smile as well.

"None"

After saying that, the driver immediately drove his car to the boarding school Al-Hidayah owned by Kyai Arsya.

Almost three hours of travel by her to be able to get to the boarding school. During the journey both children of Cintya was asleep in his lap.

Cintya herself prefers to read her musraf. While occasionally fix the head of her displaced child.

Not feeling the place that Cintya was headed to was already in front of her eyes. Pondok pesantren where he used to study. The place where she met with Rendra and also where she was married to Rendra and lived for a year in the cottage environment before her husband was on duty to take care of the company in Japan.

Cintya watched every corner of the boarding house. Instantly his chest was so tight. The shadow of her with her husband used to mill around in her memory.

Cintya threw her breath rough. He was determined to enter the boarding school and headed to Abah Arsya's house.

"Assalamualaikum" said the third Cintya they were near the entrance of the house.

"Wa'alaikum greetings" replied Kang Amin.

Kang Amin observed who the woman and the two children were in front of him. While Cintya smiled looking at Kang Amin who seemed not to recognize her.

"Assalamualaikum Kang Amin's. Healthy?" say Cintya again.

Kang Amin also realized to hear the typical voice of his Cintya.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Astafirullah Cintya?" shock Kang Amin.

"Yes Kang. This is Cintya" said Cintya with her sweet smile.

"Let's go to Cintya. Why don't you come here first" asked Kang Amin to come in.

"Kang Held. Oiya Kang, is Abah the same Umma there?"

"Sadly, Abah same Umma again in Jakarta. Maybe in a few days to go home" replied Kang Amin

"To Jakarta? Why?"

"That's seeing your grandchildren see Sister Ani giving birth. Do you remember Ani? One of Ndalem's mums is here"

"Remember Kang, that little guy, right?"

"Yes. Ani three days ago. So Abah same Umma decided to go to Jakarta, all of you want to see his three children Guse" said Kang Amin friendly.

"When do you think Kang's coming back?" ask Cintya who is getting restless.

How he's not agitated, he doesn't know where else to go. She does have a house in Bandung, her house used to be with her husband. But now she is divorced from her husband. There's no way he's going back to that house. One of the places he can ask for help is indeed in this boarding school, according to the orders of Gus Dayyan when he was still in Japan yesterday.

Cintya. He can't possibly tell her about her domestic problems with Kang Amin who isn't who she is.

"If it is important. You can call Umma first Cintya"

"But I don't have Umma's number anymore Kang. Because my phone broke time in Japan. When I fixed all the data on my phone, it was gone"

"Shortly, let's not call Abah first"

After saying that Kang Amin went to pick up his cell phone in his dorm room.

"Umi, where is Abah Pondok?" ask her first daughter Cintya.

"Change the cottage again in Jakarta dear. Look at his grandchildren"

"Yaaaaa means can not meet Abah dong Mi" said his daughter lethargic.

"We wait for it later. We call Abah first" persuaded Cintya who responded to a lethargic nod from her first daughter.

Before long Kang Amin also came to the scene of Gopoh carrying his cellphone. He immediately contacted Abah Arsya.

"Assalamualaikum Kang Amin's. What's up?" abah Arsya asked when answering Kang Amin's call.

"Wa'alaikum hail Abah. Sorry if I was interrupting. In Ndalem there is Cintya Abah, his wife Rendra with her two children. He came looking for Abah and Umma."

"Kang Amin's problem continues?"

"He told me when Abah and Umma came home"

"It's likely we'll be here a long time Kang. Maybe in two weeks we'll be back in Bandung"

"Abah, let me get there first. Like there is an important thing that wants to be reached by Cintya to Abah and Umma"

After getting permission, Kang Amin looked towards Cintya who was still agitated.

"Cin, Abah and Umma are likely two weeks away. How's it?" ask Kang Amin.

"Can Cintya talk to Umm Kang?"

"Sorry Abah, Cintya said you could talk to Umma for a second?" ask Kang Amin who is still connected to Abah Arsya.

"So soon Kang. I gave my wife her mobile phone"

"Yes Bah"

Kang Amin gave his phone to Cintya. Then she died, and both children in the living room.

"Hallo Assalamualaikum Cintya" greeted Umma Hanum with her gentle voice.

Cintya who heard that soft voice immediately dripped her tears.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Umma." said Cintya with her trembling voice.

"What's up, Cintya? Why is your voice like that?" tanya Umma Hanum panicked.

"Umma, Cintya's in the cabin. Gus Dayyan asks Cintya to come to the cottage. But said Kang Amin, Umma and Abah again went to Jakarta. Umma can Cintya meet with Umma?"

"May you go to Jakarta tomorrow. Tomorrow, ask Kang Amin to take her to Dayyan's house in Jakarta. You just rest now. Umma wait tomorrow at Dayyan's house, yes, yes, yes" said Umma Hanum softly.

"Thank you Umma. Thank you"