Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

74. Incredibly

Iis drove his motorcycle which had once been on strike and finally brought to the workshop with the help of Ridwan, now Iis's goal is also to Ridwan's house.

Since that event, Iis's closeness wanted to give a sign of gratitude that is not just a speech, so because of coincidence today Mother asked Iis for a message of chips to Mbak Wening, because of coincidence today, so Iis also brought parcels for Ridwan.

Iis already two days ago actually prepared the parcel, only he continued to be confused looking for the right time to hand it over.

Although at school they often met, but Iis could not freely talk to Ridwan let alone have to hand the parcels in person to Ridwan.

Well of course,

Of course Iis wants to keep the attitude so that there are no rumors about his relationship with Ridwan.

Iis also do not want later Ridwan feel uncomfortable at school if there is an attitude Iis impressed in the eyes of others excessive.

"Mr Teacher Iis... Miss Master Iis..."

Suddenly the sound of children calling, one of the voices calling was the voice of Ajeng.

Ajeng and his friends were running around in the rice field that was not far from the house of Mbak Wening, it seemed Iis also stopped the speed of his motorbike.

The children ran up to the streets, then one by one salim with Master Iis.

"Ajeng, is Mom home?"

Ask Ais to Ajeng.

Ajeng looked to nod.

"There's Mom, at home."

Sahut Ajeng's.

Iis nodded, then returned to the motorbike to the house of Mbak Wening who was only five meters away.

Ajeng ran ahead of his Master and his friends who would return home.

"Assynoltom..."

Ajeng said his greetings with a cry while half running into the house.

"Goddessalam..."

Ma'am Wening and I'm almost at the same time, both of them just finished lunch.

"Aaah Ajeng wants to maem."

The word Ajeng approached his mbah.

"Make it play not far away, called nothing."

Mbak Wening said nagging.

"So helpin Arif nyari menkudu Bu, he said his brother again darling."

Ajeng.

"Darting, not darling."

Mbak Wening.

"Say Arif darling Ma."

Ajeng.

"Yes Arif was wrong."

Annoyed Mbak Wening.

His son said he never wanted to.

"Assynoltom..."

"Oh yes forget Mom, Mbah, outside there is Master Iis."

Ajeng.

"That's why you didn't say that."

Mbak Wening obviously added nagging. Tergopoh-gopoh Mbak Wening who was originally going to transport dirty dishes from the dining room to the back finally put his dirty dishes again on the table and chose to quickly go to the front room to meet Bu Guru Iis.

"Ajeng bring the dirty dishes to the well, but Ajeng all bring a new plate to eat. That omelet is still one for Ajeng, it was Mbah who fried."

Said the Mbah, who of course Ajeng immediately welcomed him with pleasure. Ajeng does most like the omelet made by the mbah, because according to him the omelet made by the mbah is much more delicious than the mother who sometimes uses pepper.

Ajeng grabbed a dirty plate that his mother did not bring to the well, while Mbak Wening in the front room had met Bu Guru Iis.

"Goddessalam..."

Mbak Wening answered the greetings of Master Iis, then let Master Iis into their very simple house.

"Sorry Mama Ajeng, this is a nggih nggih."

Iis said pleasantries,

"Oh yes not at all Master, monggo monggo please sit."

Said Mbak Wening,

Bu Guru Iis finally sat on the wooden chair of the living room of Mbak Wening's house, at a glance his eyes had seen a large picture frame where there was a picture of sheh Abdul Qodir Jaelani, who had been taken, while on the left right there are pictures of the scholars including the guardian songo taped-tempel.

"Well, this is Mama Ajeng, my mother wanted to order chips for the event, had asked for her mother Ajeng's phone number, but in me there is an old number."

Iis.

"Ooh genggih... I forgot not to give you a new number nopo ya ma'am?"

Mbak Wening chuckled, looking Bu Master Iis smiling as she gave a small nod,

"Later I give you the number, this was hp ngedrop, from the morning because it was held continuously busy asked Ridwan news."

Ma'am Wening chuckled again.

"Oh Mr. Ridwan, ngg... He's gone or..."

"Yes is going, is going to Jakarta, want to sign what is jenenge, important letters with the family of Mr. Sahudi who wants to love Ridwan foundation cottage and rice fields what are the points."

Mbak Wening said excessively, which of course makes Iis flabbergasted.

"Foundation?"

Ask Iis.

Ma'am Wening nodded, though,

"Yes it will be a vast land that, which is near where yes I forgot, it anyway later want to be built hut, tahfiz house, tahfiz house, trus moreover it will be the foundation of all Ridwan who manage."

Ma'am Wening.

Iis gawking, Iis gawking,

Mbak Wening smiled happily even saw Iis gawking like amazed. Mbak Wening hopes, later Iis so a sense of admiration for Ridwan, then eventually they will be able to get close and soul mate.

Pokonya for Mbak Wening, only Bu Guru Iis who deserves to be Ridwan's companion later. Point.

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