Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

47. Natural Code

In the morning, Anisa wakes up from her sleep during her phone alarm at five in the morning.

Anisa for a moment smiled to herself, looked briefly at her chat application, and saw the results of her chat with Ridwan last night.

Yes chat that back and forth typing it, finally just ends with, Assalamualaikum and Waalaikumsalam.

We cannot imagine how these shy people live. But this really exists, wkwkwkw...

Anisa puts her cellphone on the table and then gets off the bed, she will go to the bath and pray at dawn.

After that he will have breakfast and prepare to the gold shop again.

Yes, after yesterday he was busy looking for the existence of an old letter from Ridwan in the warehouse and did not meet, fortunately there was a moment where he and Ridwan finally could still talk and ended up exchanging phone numbers.

Maybe this could be going to make their close process have to start all over again.

But of course it's not a problem.

There is a belief in Anisa that Ridwan still has an interest in her, still has the same taste as before, and someday Ridwan will reveal it again to Anisa. That's how Anisa is.

Anisa was finally as planned she went to take a bath, then after that she prayed, only then she went down from the top floor to the dining room.

At the dining table there is breakfast made by Mbok Rat, and also...

Ah' Anisa immediately looks lazy approaching the dining table, while her eyes see the parcel of Vishnu's giving.

"Why should the parcel be put here to Mbok?"

Anisa's question looks very disturbed by the existence of the parcel that tal wrong anything.

Mbok Rat who just appeared again from the kitchen carrying a plate of fried food is seen giving a signal to Anisa that there is someone behind Anisa.

Anisa also turned her head, and saw Ma'am Faizah who was approaching.

"Mister put it there? Why?"

Maak Faizah ketus.

Lazy noisily again with her brother, Anisa was silent, reluctant to reply.

Anisa chose to sit on the dining room chair.

"Later tonight we're invited to Aunt Sundari's house."

Ma'am Faizah.

"Well, Abah hasn't come home yet, what's it for?"

Anisa looked at her brother in wonder,

"Lho is what's wrong, just a family meal invitation,"

"Only come, I..."

"You are, always alone, when do you really think about family interests?"

Ma'am Faizah was immediately angry to see the reaction of the sister who he thought was the initial blow of a dissidence.

"Lho, what's wrong I said Ma'am Faizah, I'm going to Iis' house."

Said Anisa.

"Is there no more important reason than to house Iis ?"

"Make me Iis house is important, there I can get a family."

"Design, you want to say you don't feel any family here? You don't realize what makes us unlike other families who have Umi is you!! You killed Umi, you made Umi die!"

Faizah's voice was so high this morning.

Anisa looked at her brother nilar, her two eyes instantly bursting into tears.

"Why is Faizah so mean to me? Always saying I killed Umi?"

Anisa asked in the middle of her tears that finally broke.

"Always like this since childhood, crybaby, spoiled, plugs!"

Faizah's mom is upset. Very upset.

His intention for breakfast finally evaporated, he left the dining room while calling out to Saints.

"Ciii... Sucii... Let's just go get chicken porridge, eat outside."

Ma'am Faizah.

Anisa in the dining room was still crying, the unbearable Mbok Rat could only gently pat Anisa's shoulder.

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"Overnight how? Are there results?"

Ask Mbak Wening while giving a sambel in the kitchen as Ridwan goes into the kitchen and brews coffee.

"If through a dream not yet, but usually if not given a clue through a dream, for example, it is not good for me, God will certainly make them stay away, but if it's good, God will make it easy."

Ridwan.

"If Mbak is optimistic you can Wan."

Ridwan smiled as he stirred his coffee, the aroma of real coffee smelled fragrant, hot steam seemed to fill the room and make the kitchen as if a distinctive coffee flavor.

"Don't be so Ma'am, it will be judged a vanity."

Ridwan.

Mbak Wening grinned,

"Bak wants to make fried food, this is brought Wan to the dining room."

Ma'am Wening.

Ridwan nodded, then grabbed the chili containing sambel from Mbak Wening's hand to move it to the dining room table.

Along with that Ajeng and his Mbah just came home from the streets. Every Saturday and week, Ajeng is happy to take his Mbah for a walk and so is the Mbah also happy to walk with Ajeng.

Although, when traveling with Ajeng, then Mbah must be ready with all the Ajeng questions that are sometimes difficult for the size of Mbah.

Like, like,

"Because the bird is on the cable, why are humans electrocuted and birds not?"

"Well, what would happen if there were no more rice fields?"

"Bah, said Bu Guru at the school, the Dutch colonizers in Indonesia were long ago, and they spread to all parts of the archipelago. Is there a Dutch Mbah here?"

"Bah, why the five paddy and cotton crests?"

Yes so during the streets with Ajeng there will always be questions that make Mbah's head so frown.

Who should go home the streets he fresh, even finally so have to take headache medicine.

But...

If Ajeng is not too chatty like today, it is clear Mbah is very happy.

Mbah came home refreshed, because he breathed the morning air in a beautiful village.

"Naaah kan Mbah, just as the breakfast mateng."

Said Ajeng who so entered the house to see his Uncle brought chili sambal made by his mother Ajeng.

"Eh Ajeng has come home."

Welcome Ridwan with a sweet smile.

Ajeng of course returned the smile of the uncle with a smile even sweeter.

"Uncle... Uncle..."

Ajeng approached his Uncle who was arranging the table.

Meanwhile, there was a frying sound coming from the kitchen.

Mbah walked straight to the kitchen, saw Mbak Wening who was making fried tempe and tofu.

"Uncle, guess what Ajeng was walking to where?"

Ask Ajeng.

Ridwan fell silent, as if thinking of guessing the correct possibility, then...

"To the mosque?"

Said Ridwan finally, making Ajeng outstretched.

"That's too close dong Pamaaaan, oh Uncle nih,"

Ajeng bobbing head.

Ridwan.

"To the red light junction?"

Said Ridwan again.

The winked quickly,

"Not to Uncle's highway, the road to the highway is a danger."

Ajeng.

"Ooh yeah, Uncle forgot, sorry, sorry."

Ridwan rubbed Ajeng's head, then...

"Means to the rice field?"

Ridwan looked at the giggling Ajeng,

And then just answered,

"Get to the house of Master Iis."

Answer the back giggling.

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