Wrong Khitbah

99. 2: WHAT NEWS IS THIS?

Next day

Zahwa woke up with his eyes still open. And it looks like his nose got clogged with a sudden cold last night.

Zahwa squirmed slowly. Stretch his muscles and put both hands on his stomach.

Slowly his eyes opened, but his life had not yet been completely accumulated. Dizziness. That's how he feels right now.

His feet rubbed against each other in the blanket, seeking comfort and warmth, as this morning was extremely cold.

He glanced at Akhtar's shirt still in his arms, he pulled it up to touch his smooth cheek.

Jl

After feeling his body was strong standing up, he tried to wake up even though his hands were still shaking.

"Huh..." Sluggishly. After that, he went to the bathroom.

A little more he would reach the doorknob, all of a sudden..

'Bugh!' Zahwa felt his vision rotate, he fell down until the sound of his body impacting on the door.

"Astaghfirullah.." His ringis endured the pain all over his body.

Umi who was taking water to drink, was worried to hear a pounding sound from the upper room.

With a quick movement, Umi climbed up and opened Zahwa's room which was not in the lock overnight.

"Astaghfirullah.honey.." yelled at Umi approaching Zahwa.

Umi patted her cheeks but it seemed like Zahwa had fainted. Umi immediately took a cloth to cover Zahwa's hair. Then he shouted to Buya

"Abiii's..Abiii...Abii...Abii Mary fainted Bi...Abii..",

Brakk!!

"Astaghfirullah's...Naughty Mary.."

"Bless Bii!!"

Zahwa was carried by Buya to the bed, laying him there. Umi rubs Zahwa's feet. Then switch closer eucalyptus oil to his nose.

"Hik.uhuk.." Zahwa realized that he immediately coughed his throat dry, the smell of eucalyptus oil that was very much in his breath made him more dizzy. Because indeed he prefers telon oil than eucalyptus oil.

"Alhamdulillah, you've come to your senses son"

"Yeah Mi..U-umi.drink.." he said hoarsely.

"This son" Umi thrust a glass of water that was immediately gulped down by Zahwa.

"Pu-sing.hiks.."he muttered slowly. The pain in his head became more and more.

"No need to act first, son, you rest first until you recover. Don't think too much about Zi, Abi is sure he will be home soon" Buya said, making Zahwa's face slightly smile

"Abi..really?"

"Yes son, you rest well" Zahwa nodded. After that Buya came out, while Umi helped Zahwa pinch his head.

A few moments later..

"How's son?"

"Umi's..Mary is sleepy again." said Zahwa slowly

"You have slept again.."

"Yes Umi.maaf can not help Umi cook and clean up. later if su~"

"The health of Umi's son-in-law is more important. You don't have to worry about that. Many students will help Umi later"

"Thank Umi..Umi has been caring for Mary for as long as Mary is sick, loving Mary like Umi's own biological child, thanks for Umi's affection for Mary.." said Zahwa smiling

"It's the fact that a mother loves her child dear.you rest well" reply Umi stroked Zahwa's head.

Zahwa nodded and closed his eyes.

***

Daytime..

Zahwa was sitting on the front swing of the house. His head rests on one of the iron bars next to him. Spreading his eyes to see the santri who were passing by.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ustadzah's..." Some santri who happened to pass by greeted him.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullah." replied Zahwa slightly lowered his head.

He turned his face to see Umi walking quickly towards him while carrying a pincell in his hand.

"Son.this is your husband"

Zahwa's eyes twinkled, his pleasure was bursting, the dizziness in his head was already slightly reduced to hear the voice of the person he had longed for all night.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." The voice he was waiting for sounded melodious in his ears at this moment. She looked at Umi, asking through her eyes if this was her husband. Umi nodded. Makes her smile haru

"Wa'alaikumussalam.."

"Darling..are you sick?"

"No, I'm fine" Zahwa answered covering up the truth. She didn't want her husband to worry about her there.

"Hem.sorry.sorry last night my cell phone battery ran out and the night was off, so can't tell you. Sorry to worry you"

"Yes you're evil already worries me, but that's okay. Now I'm relieved that you're okay"

Umi who heard their conversation smiled amusedly.

"Darling, I have good news"

"Good news? What's?"

"Alhamdulillah..Kiyai Kholid is healed. And it's likely that soon I'll be home."

Zahwa is glad not to be the head. He sat down with the same Umi looking happy. Then they hugged.

"really? Alhamdulillah.we are waiting for you baby.hurry home"

"InshaaAllah.I try Queen.."

"Yes Bib"

"Alright I've delivered this, and now I'll accompany Kiyai to check up for a bit. It is yes, dear...Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Yes dear...Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh"

Tit..call disconnected.

"Umii.Mary's husband will be home.." Zahwa's cheerful cheer hugs Umi.

"Yes son." said Umi happily

That afternoon, Zahwa's smile always expands. Makes Abi and Umi who saw him happy.

***

This afternoon he asked for permission to take a walk around the pesantren.

His heart felt called to come to them. He walked closer. Some of the santriwati who realized her presence immediately lowered their heads in fear and shifted a little space to her.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ustadzah's.."

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi. Antunna what are you doing?" Zahwa asked to sit down

"Em.a-anu.afwan jiddan Ustadzah.nahnu did not participate in excul.."

"Loh.this is asked what the answer is" inner Zahwa

"Ohh antunna truant her story" Zahwa replied casually while looking at what they were doing

"Yes Zah, afwan do not report nahnu ya Ustadzah.."

"Hemm well, ana has also been" Zahwa replied making them breathe a sigh of relief.

" Antunna what are you doing?"

"Nahnu is doing Ustadzah.."

"This is the mango in the back?"

"Na'am Ustadzah"

"Yasudah, yuk we bully" said Zahwa made his whole gawk.

Though in the heart of it was a worry about getting angry, it turns out this is not, even a wife of the child of the owner of the boarding school is very friendly to want to join them.

'O santriwati, happy Ustadzah this one of you is happy'~author

With a feeling of joy and a sense of brotherhood that closely they look familiar, they are together with oenuh joys. Help each other to create a spirit that will be enjoyed together.

Until a while later, sebaskom rujak is ready to eat.

They cheered after saying basmalah for starters.

"Uhh..nikmat.ni yummy benner.."

"Slurruuppopo.uhhhss.enak.ga in vain Our nyanoerin Ustadzah, the spice fits "

That is how they do it when they eat. Zahwa also enjoyed his spirit until he felt dissatisfied. And ask for more chilli.

"Ukhty..cabai milled her still no?"

"There's Ustadzah.ini"

After receiving the chili, he poured a lot into his bowl.

He ate it, his eyebrows raised, he enjoyed his meal. And it tastes better than before, too.

See how to eat Zahwa very good. They asked to try Zahwa's.

Of course with pleasure, Zahwa gave it.

One mouthful.ya.lumayan lah.but the level of spiciness increased really favorably..

Two mouthfuls.... " Uwekkk...." The average of them immediately passed the rujak part of Zahwa. And some of them were instantly cicing looking for the toilet

What a rujak belonging to Ustadzah this one really tests the dexterity of the intestines...

Stay with the three remaining santriwati. Zahwa, who was already full, chose to go home earlier to thank them.

Because there is the rest of one bowl of rujak that has not been held, it is deliberately stored for the additional for those who want to add, Zahwa decided to take it home.

'I'm sorry dear sisters. The author forgot to say that your Ustadzah is the spicy level uh.ahahaha'

***

Until he got home, Zahwa put the bowl in the refrigerator. After the magrib prayer. He chose to watch TV in the family room. Not forgetting the money he had saved.

Before long Umi came, and sat down next to her.

"Son..again eat what?" Zahwa.saw

"Hem? Oh this, rujak Umi. Make together santri children in the back garden" replied Zahwa

"Duh.it's really red, but it seems tempting" said Umi gulped.

"Umi want to try? This is Umi" Zahwa thrust his bowl while giving a stick to Umi

"Astaghfirullah..uhukk..uhuk...this is spicy..uhuk...once..uhuk.." said Umi felt his tongue burned and his nose felt sore sehingha made him cough.

"Eh.uh..Umfucking.." Zahwa thrust a glass of water oada Umi directly in the sip out.

"Umi don't like spicy huh?"

" Like it, but not like this too Honey.already yes.later you have a stomachache.."

"Umi.ini is not too spicy. No Umi, Mary still wants to eat.."

"No more, son.no more.."

"U~ "

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

Buya came in a hurry to cut off Zahwa's words.

" Wa'alaikumussalam's. What's the matter Abi?"

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiu.. Kiyai Kholid has returned to Merahullah this afternoon"

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiu'un.." Both were stunned.

"Yeah..Abi..Brother Akhtar is not going home now." said Zahwa lethargic

Umi and Buya stare at each other, gulp rough spit .

"Darling..." Umi stroked Zahwa's arm

Zahwa's face again tangled his lips pursed.

"Hftt..." I heard breath from him.

"Patience yes son.at this time there is a disaster." said Buya

"actually what am I being told today? hyks" her inner

Zahwa nodded.with a slight sense of disassociation. He poured it on the bowl in front of him.

His hand began to slash the piece of the ramjak into his mouth. Before that..

"JUSTIN!!!!" Umi and Buya stopped him .

****

Ihh Author sampe drool hariin rujak his Zahwa. Kemaren Author overslept sorry yes.btw up his already Author longin instead.

The trick is not to stay, if we will spend a lot of rame-rames with Wawa..🤣

Ga ah seriously. if the trail is steady. Up her also steady ✨