Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

61. Anisa And Vishnu

Ridwan sat dumbstruck on the front porch, sitting on a wall around the terrace that was only as high as the waist of an adult.

He seemed to be sitting staring at the streets and also the expanse of rice fields in front of the house.

His gaze was pushy, clearly there were many things raging within him.

Mbak Wening peeked out from behind the glass window of his house, seeing Ridwan who was still a henchman there even though the afternoon had made him sure if Ridwan was not okay.

"Ajeng, go to tutoring with Mom on a bike today."

Mbak said Wening finally entered the middle room again.

Ajeng who was ready to leave for tutoring nodded.

"Mum's Good."

Ma'am Wening then entered the room to wear a hijab and take a sweater.

Ajeng to his Mbah room to leave for tutoring.

She looks like she is teaching,

"Let go to les ya Mbah."

Ajeng said,

"Yes, careful. Who's going to go with him?"

Ask mbah,

"Just like Mom,"

Sahut Ajeng's.

Mbah darn, darn,

Ajeng then walked out of his Mbah room again, his mother looks ready to take out a bicycle from inside the house.

He followed his mother,

Ridwan who then only realized when he heard the sound of a bicycle ramming into the door when it was issued looked turned and immediately stood up,

"Astaghfirullah, where are you going?"

Ask Ridwan.

"Wis it's okay Wan, this is Ma'am want to all ask the chips in the stall he said he wanted to order again."

Ma'am Wening pretended,

"But it's okay Ma'am let Ridwan just take a ride on the bike."

Ridwan.

Ma'am Wening shook his head, though,

"Already, no need, easy tomorrow will also Ajeng les, you are ready to teach at the place of Pak Haji Imron, will soon also start school salary."

Said Mbak Wening,

Ridwan stared at the grinning Ajeng towards him and then approached for a salaman, which he then approached,

"Depart Uncle first."

Pamit Ajeng's.

"Ah well Ajeng, be careful ya."

Ridwan finally, said,

Indeed, he was not able to go in the same direction as the direction of Anisa's house, because what was told about the incident this morning made Ridwan quite injured in the end.

Mbak Wening climbed on his bike and Ajeng followed up on the board.

Ridwan looked at his only brother who now began to pedal his bicycle away from the yard piggybacking his son to deliver les.

Back in the shadow of Ridwan how this morning Mbak Wening received bad treatment from Pak Haji Syamsul and Mbak Faizah because of him, the heart of Ridwan just imagine it.

Ma'am Wening, he who actually really needs the job for his income as a single parent who has to support his child finally more willing to give up his path of recovery.

Ridwan is so sick to think about the fate of Mbak Wening and Ajeng going forward if Mbak Wening does not also get a new job while Ridwan has not been able to help much.

"Women... You're not going to go?"

Suddenly, the sound of Mother's voice shocked Ridwan.

"Ah yes Ma'am, this is Ridwan to be ready."

Said Ridwan nervously.

Mother sighed, indeed Mother was also very sad, but Mother tried hard and did not also show explosive emotions, because it would make her children also be equally explosive as well.

In the meantime, it can never solve anything.

For Mother at this time is she increasingly pray for Ridwan's success, Wening's happiness, and basically all the best for her two children.

Ridwan walked into the house and entered the room, he copied clean cocoa clothes for him to go teach to the house of Pak Haji Imron.

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Anisa stared at the house belonging to the Vishnu family in Waru village.

A fairly large house with a large courtyard full of trees and flowers.

Vishnu invites Anisa to follow him into his house.

"Here is Mr. Jalal and his wife, you can ask them what is needed, I told them not to talk to anyone that you are here. So the point is, you rest Nisa, don't think about leaving while there is no definite purpose. You know how many bad guys are out there."

Vishnu.

Anisa nodded, though,

Jalal and his wife welcomed Anisa and Vishnu.

Anisa escorted Pak Jalal's wife to the guest room that has been cleaned.

Vishnu himself talked to Mr. Jalal about serious things such as home security and so forth.

After all felt to have been taken care of properly, Vishnu also said goodbye to Jalal sir and his wife, as well as to Anisa.

"You know my number, don't you, Nis?"

Ask Vishnu.

Anisa shakes.

"You got hp?"

Ask Vishnu again,

Anisa then put her hand into the pocket of her long skirt.

"Yes I brought it, but it seems to be dead."

Said Anisa.

Vishnu then asked Jalal sir to get Vishnu's bag in the car.

Jalal sir quickly complied, too,

"Mbok Dar has cooked food for you, later you have to eat, after that rest, I will send some clothes for you to copy."

Vishnu.

Anisa kept quiet, she didn't know what to say.

Pak Jalal soon came again carrying a bag belonging to Vishnu, it looks like Vishnu then took a cellphone from inside the bag.

"Wear this one, I rarely use it because it is only for school groups."

Vishnu said while handing over his cellphone to Anisa.

"You can call me anytime. Let that be your phone while it doesn't have to be activated."

Said Vishnu again.

Anisa this time nodded.

"I'm staying now Nis, you're okay right?"

Vishnu is so attentive.

He was really worried about the condition of Anisa who was in severe trouble with the family or what.

Or could it be all because of the problem of dinner at Vishnu's house last night?

Vishnu certainly can only wonder and guess, because Anisa has not told anything at all.

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