Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

35. Strange Feelings

The mosque and mosque still seen many people who just finished praying Maghrib worship, when Iis with his motorbike passed to go home.

Before returning home, Iis drove Anisa first to her house.

"Thank you Is, have been treated and heard all my stories about Ridwan."

Anisa said smiling.

Iis nodded,

"Yes Nis, same."

Iis.

Anisa would turn around to open the gate, when then she went back to face Iis as if remembering something.

"I."

Call Anisa.

"Yes." Yeah."

Iis who will return to drive his motorbike to go home finally forced to delay first.

"So you think I should talk to Ridwan about my feelings too?"

Ask Anisa.

Iis stared at Anisa for a moment in silence, a lot of feeling raging in her chest, but...

Ah this girl, even though she is the son of one of the richest people in their village, in fact Anisa does not really live happily.

Maybe he's overstated economically, but he doesn't seem happy about anything else.

He looks so depressed.

Anisa who always lives in restraint, which seems to be unable to decide anything on her own even if only for her favorite.

Plus he also had to lose Uminya, who died due to an unfortunate accident was with Anisa.

It certainly became a blow to Anisa because she felt very guilty, as well as blamed.

Yep...

Since then, Anisa has become more moody and more withdrawn. Rarely smiling and closed.

For Iis, it was clear that Anisa's situation was very sad.

Yet...

Iis looked more and more closely at Anisa, her best friend.

The face was now beaming, his smile even though it had not been fully developed but Iis was able to feel something alive inside Anisa.

And that was after Anisa finally ventured to tell the figure of Ridwan.

The figure of a man who seemed to have long drawn his heart, whose name he kept so neatly in his heart.

The figure that Iis admitted has a different charm from most other men in this day and age.

Sholeh men who are simple and what they are, who are subtle in understanding, also when speaking words.

Iis sighed, although there was a side of her heart that somehow felt unwilling, but Iis as a woman who tried to be loyal to her best friend tried as much as possible to suppress her feelings.

"Yes reply to her letter now Anisa, do you not keep it? Who knows Ridwan is still waiting for your answer too."

Iis finally said.

Anisa smiled, though,

"Well Is, I'll find the letter first, I think I still keep it, I'll write the reply tonight."

Said Anisa.

Iis nods.

"Yes, tomorrow he comes to teach the Saints right?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

Ask Anisa wonder.

"You're the one who told me the right story to eat baso."

Iis.

Anisa grinned keki,

"Oh, really? Why did I forget."

Anisa grinned again.

Iis so chuckled, although it could be said that it was not wholehearted.

Yeah, I told you, Iis right now her feelings aren't good, something's raining down on her chest.

Be ill.

Even though Iis doesn't know for sure why.

Am I jealous?

Wh why?

Why should I be jealous of my best friend?

Why do I seem unwilling if later Anisa can be with Ridwan?

Why am I so bad?

Iis kept wondering in her heart.

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Ridwan was teaching Ajeng najai in his room, while Mom and Mommy Wening were sitting in the dining room enjoying warm tea and fried bananas.

"Mom want to eat now, Mom?"

Ma'am Wening asked his mother, afraid that waiting for Ridwan and Ajeng was too long.

"No, let's eat together later it's better."

Said Mother.

Ma'am Wening.

"That's a lot of bananas do you want to make all the chips?"

Ask Mom.

Ma'am Wening shook his head.

"No ma'am, too much, some will want Wening to be just another food."

"That's ripe tomorrow brought Ridwan alone to the place of Pak Haji Imron, he's been very good all this time."

Said Mother.

"Let's say, later it's made the same chips banana sponge also Wening for if for Pak Haji Imron."

"How many balls do you want to make?"

Ask Mom.

"How much is Mom good?"

Wening asked back.

"Yo if you can make a lot of it, then right-left neighbors in love, same children najai student Ridwan in the place of Pak Haji Imron, you make it later."

Said Mother.

"That's one child one baking sheet ma'am?"

Ma'am Wening has nothing to feel bitter.

Mom chuckled with amusement while shaking her head.

In fact, this Madam Wening if according to Mother, sometimes also likes a sudden bolot.

"Nopo to Mom? Even ngguyuni."

Ma'am Wening is like an offended person.

Mother chuckles more and more.

"Lha wong you, mbok yo dipantes, moso want to make banana sponge for one child at a time,"

Mother said in her laugh.

Along with that Ajeng came out from inside Ridwan's room, it seemed like he had just finished teaching.

"The Qur'an is stored that is true Ajeng, do not overlap other books like yesterday, has been back and forth berpayain, if the Qur'an is not overlapped."

Omel Mbak Wening when he saw Ajeng enter the room carrying his Qur'an.

Ridwan also looks out of his room, Mother gestured for Mbak Wening to prepare a plate for Ridwan.

(If you want to imagine what the dining room in Ridwan's house looks like, imagine the dining room in Bang Doel's house, hihi.).

"Eat first Wan."

Said Mother.

Ridwan nodded as he walked over to his mother.

He seemed to pull a wooden chair next to his mother sitting, and Ridwan was sitting there.

Ma'am Wening, who was asked to prepare dishes directly to the kitchen, now appears carrying four empty dishes for them to eat dinner.

"Today Ridwan did not worship Isya first, it did not feel well."

Ridwan.

"Eat, take medicine, then take a break."

Mbak Wening said as he handed the empty plate to Ridwan.

"She will pray first, just take medicine."

Answer Ridwan.

"Yes that's the order."

Ma'am Wening.

"Ih Mother can not sort, my balloon there are five colors so back and forth,"

Ajeng.

Making Grandma chuckle, while Mbak Wening of course pouted.

Ajeng who sat next to Ridwan giggled.

"You're a little girl who likes Mom's gosipin."

Ma'am Wening will hit Ajeng with a banana.

Ajeng added giggling.

"Yes, if you sing, my balloon is five, it seems to be red, purple, yellow, green and gray."

Ajeng.

Ma'am Wening laughed with Ridwan and his mother.

"Where did I ever try to sing, right?"

Ma'am Wening.

"Yes, I'm not teaching you to do it."

Ajeng giggled, making Ridwan and his mother laugh to see Mbak Wening annoyed seduced his son continues.

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