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That day after paying the debt that Harti's parents had. Kakung, Darto and Harti stopped at Bu Sumi's house until night. Sumi's mother asks to wait for her husband to come home from the rice field. Surely he wanted to introduce Darto to Harti's biological father. And said he wanted to prepare an iftar menu for the candidate.

Half a day they wasted time in the house, it appears that Darto continued memorizing the Qur'an accompanied by Harti. They sat under a mango tree beside his house. While Kakung continued to talk with Sumi's mother without pause.

Time passed, and the afternoon arrived. The one waiting for him finally came.

"Assalamu'alaikum deck," said Mr. Subhi Harti's biological father who followed under the mango tree, still with the hoe he brought.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Sir!" Darto then grabbed the man's hand and kissed the back of his hand.

"Let's just go in, it's almost magrib. Pamali outside the house at this hour" asked Pak Subhi who directly Darto and Harti participated.

After entering the house. Harti rushed to the back of the house to take a shower. Leave Darto and Harti's parents in the room.

"Where are you going Buk?" ask Darto to be confused.

"Sir Kyai is looking for cigarettes, Dek said, back soon!"

"Oh, I guess Buk hehe left home,"

"It may not be Dek, there is only Adek," he replied while preparing an iftar meal for me.

"I'm sorry deck, the menu is only rich in gini" he said again after finishing presenting a variety of all-tempe cuisine on the table.

"As long as I stay with Kakung, we buy food and keep Buk. Darto Seneng can eat Ibuk cuisine" replied Darto cengengesan.

"Oh yes sir, I forgot to tell you. This will be our future ghost" said Sumi's mother turned the conversation and shouted to her husband who just finished changing clothes.

"really Buk?continue juras..,"

he said stifled then glanced at me.

"Juragan Sir? it's been paid for by Mr. Kyai!" as if knowing the meaning of her husband, Sumi's mother spontaneously answered incomplete questions from him.

"Betul Sum? You're not lying, are you?"

the answer is not to believe.

"Yes sir, not only in debt repayment, Mr. Kyai told us to move from this rented house, in the boarding house there is a house that is not used by Mr. Kyai"

Hearing the wife's statement, Mr. Subhi just fell silent and bowed. He felt helped but also embarrassed.

"This is all thanks to Harti ya Buk, you have to apologize to Harti," said Mr. Subhi lethargic.

The sound of Adhan was heard, after gulping down a glass of water. Darto permission to perform Magrib prayer first before joining to do dinner at their home dining table.

"How come you haven't come back yet Buk?" said Darto waiting next to the dining table.

"Yes yes, Le. Though the stall deket. You mending eat first, you will fast alone, then Mr. Kyai let us eat with us"

Darto's saliva can no longer be contained. Hunger succeeded in making Darto comply with the request of his future father-in-law to eat first. Not until five minutes, the rice on the plate was already toilet finished by the Darto.

"The food is so good Buk!" darto held back the belching sound.

"Who used to cook, hehehe" replied Bu sumi with a dim smile on his lips.

"I also want to look for cigarettes first ya buk" said Darto, then wanted to go buy cigarettes, but the step was detained by Mr. Subhi.

"This is a Deck cigarette" he said, offering a pack of Djarum 76 cigarettes.

"Thank You Sir!" darto answered and lit a cigarette between his fingers.

"Where's your house Dek?" Ask Mr. Subhi to open the conversation.

"Before joining Kakung, I was born and lived with my fellow Simbah in hamlet kemoceng Pak,"

"Almarhumah Bu Lastri yes sir?" tanya Darto plain.

"What do you mean deck?" timpal Sumi's mother in the company of Subhi Pak who frowned.

"Lastri's mother is dead sir,"

"Inalillahi..," they answered simultaneously.

"Why's Dek dead?" ask Sumi's mother.

So Darto just told me, afraid to make them angry. After telling the story, Kakung's voice said a greeting from the door of the house. Subhi hurried to open the door.

"You moved today! you guys just stay first, let's take it again tomorrow!" said Kakung with a restless face after entering the house.

"Where's that?!" Speak with your eyes sweeping the whole room.

"He's taking a Kung bath" replied Darto accordingly.

"Let Mother call. Cook the bath for almost an hour!" timpal Bu Sumi, and rushed towards the wc located behind the house

"Let's Mr. Kyai, it's almost cold food" Invite Mr. Subhi.

"Have you eaten Dar?" Asked the kakung who was already holding a plate of rice.

"Already Kung, I ate myself earlier, hehehe,"

"Let's sir we quickly spend it directly to the boarding school after eating" said Kakung still with a hurried face.

"What happened to Mr. Kyai?" ask Subhi sir

"We'll talk about it in the pesantren!" Kakung covered something.

What are you hiding? Darto thought hard about what Kakung wanted to explain, but at this time Darto can only be patient.

"Sir! help!" mum Sumi shouted from the direction of the WC behind the house. His shout made the three of us simultaneously rush towards the back of the house. Arriving there, Ibu Sumi was carrying Harti.

"Why is this a Buk?!" asked Subhi then grabbed Harti's body which was fainting.

"Do not know sir, Harti was lying on the ground when I opened the WC door" he said in a panic.

"Take it to the car! we'll leave this house soon!" kakung urged haste.

Then in gotong Harti's body that was drooping limp it into Kakung's car. Without bringing anything, Harti's parents came inside. Feeling confused, the two Harti's parents just kept exchanging views watching the swiftness of Kakung and Darto, who ran to the car after successfully locking the door of Harti's house.

Indiscriminately, Kakung stepped on the gas pedal deeply, the rocky road in front of him as if not a barrier at that time. Until the sudden heavy rain fell, then Kakung lowered the speed of his car because of the limited visibility.

"Thank God he's gone" said Darto who was looking at the back of the car with a face that was gradually relieved.

"Not Dar!" ketus Kakung who is focusing on driving and occasionally pay attention to the rearview of his car.

"Duak!, Duak! Duak!" the sound of a heavy object impact from the top of the car immediately managed to create a gripping atmosphere that night.

Shaking the car was great for him, Kakung and Darto who sat in front could only say Dzikir from their mouths. Another with Mr. Subhi and Bu Lastri, they continued to shout hysterically every sound of impact from the top of the car they were riding in.

"Actually, is this Mr Kyai?" ask Mr. Subhi who has been bathing in sweat because of fear.

Without answering, Kakung and Darto continued to recite, continuing to dart across the dark stone streets, without any illumination.

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