AMONG THE 3A
PART 3'S. LOCKED

His body was indeed very tired, especially after the series of customary processions for his sister's wedding yesterday.

Amir opened his eyes just as adzan maghrib reverberated. Once asleep today, he also missed a lot of time just by sleeping, he regretted.

" Athaghfirullah, it's Maghrib and I've missed Ashar's time... Innalillah. "

Amir immediately went down from his bed, took a clean towel that had been prepared by the Uyuti residence Mban and headed to the bathroom to wash and prepare.

Thirty minutes passed, Amir looked fresher as he exited Hammam. Not wasting any more time he immediately performed Maghrib prayers as well as quagging his prayers that were left behind. Feeling guilty for being negligent with time, he eventually went on to double his final 2 juz, 29 and 30. As his eyes looked towards the wall clock, it was almost 8 p.m.

The voice of Mban who called him for dinner, he indicated to make up for the discomfort that still resides in his heart.

" Dad, how would bil ghoib, if the memorization is not added... O Allah, give me time to be more worthy when it comes to asking for it, "the shadow of Aiswa's smiling face again flashed through the eyes.

Tok Tok's.

The sound of the door of his room being knocked by someone from outside, spread the reverie of Amir.

" Mommy, Uyut can come in? " Uyut voice.

" Uwyut Bentar.... " Amir stepped in to open the door of the room.

" Why are you? said Kusno earlier you were restless, said Mban gloomily do not want to eat? Why Mas? " Tanya Danarhadi softly as she invited one of the courtiers to put Amir's dinner on the table near the sofa of the room.

" Amir has not met Abyan.. Want to meet his own sister aja hard, "He really misses the figure of his brother who is firm. Amir is in need of shady advice that is used to come out of the lips of his eldest brother when his heart is restless.

" Tomorrow will be able to meet, later if Naya reception in Jakarta "

" It's a long time, Yut. "

" Of course, eat first.. Tomorrow's thanks for the open house, don't stay up.. Don't bother Mas Panji, he's tired too... Uyut see him all day busy asking Rey to come here and busy calling who it is, like want to give a surprise again to Naya... Eman e he's it to your sister... You are also Mas, may you have a loving wife, gentle and compassionate eman with you, our family... Kayak Mas Panji's. "

" Amijn.... Do'ain yaa Uyut, I can immediately complete the rote perfectly so that Mahar bil ghoib can later... That's my ideal. "

" Aamiin, I can definitely... "

Wisesa manages to educate her children to grow up well even though Meela leaves first... Alhamdulillahot. Uyut shed tears haru, he who so hated his grandson, slowly his eyes opened and regretted everything, moreover, all of his great-grandchildren love him very sincerely even though he first met after decades apart, even though he often clashed especially with Naya.

" nurture... Tonight I can sleep with Uyut?, "Tanya Amir hesitated.

" Udah gede, already want to have a wife Mas, time to sleep with Uyut anyway... Why are you spoiled. "

" Naya can, when I'm hooked. "

" Yowes, may.... Quickly finish your meal and then rest.. "

Amir cheered cheerfully, for some reason tonight he just wanted to be noticed. He misses the caress of his Umminya.

Although he was a teenager at that time, when he came home while on vacation from the cottage. Ummi often accompanied him to sleep in the room, stroking his head dear until he fell asleep.

" You're not upset anymore, are you, Mas? " ask again when both of them are in Danarhadi's room.

" Hmmmm, woof. " Amir remembered the girl's phone, but he was too lazy to move back after comfortably lying on the side of Uyut who was now gently stroking his head.

" The children of Wisesa, ga ga ga women, are equally spoiled. Your meela ummi, must have treated you so gently and lovingly that you missed her figure lately, right Mas? " Danarhadi saw Amir as his favorite grandson Meela in the physical form of a man. He shook his head when he found his great-grandson had been closed with regular breathing the sign he had fallen asleep.

" Healthy always yes Mas, give the crown to your parents later... Do not forget Uyut when you want to go to heaven later, Raden Mas Amirzain, Uyut love all of you. " Danarhadi kissed Amir's forehead gently, slowly lying down beside the handsome great-grandson of a Qur'an hafiz.

*

Next morning.

Amir woke up this morning with a fresher condition, the woman's cell phone he found he had turned on. Lots of incoming calls and multiple message notifications. But when Amir will open it, the phone turns out to have a pass code.

" Geez, please lock the pin number everything, is the contents very important? " thought.

" Kaaaa, where the hell, breakfast yuk... Rey Sama Uyut was waiting for the spell, "the voice of Naya the youngest sister.

As a result of Naya reprimanding him earlier, Amir immediately remembered that Mahen his sister-in-law was a programmer.

" Panji can definitely do this... I asked him to help me. "

Amir rushes to the dining room but when he gets there, only Rey is left.

" Who, Bang Rey, where are Mas Panji and Naya?. "

" Room... Get ready again, if Miss was ahead. " Ro answered with a mouth full of food.

" Bang, what's the meal? doank's salad?. "

" Good salad by Miss Den Mas, try it. "

" I ate in Mas Panji's room.. " Amir brought a bowl full of salad made by his sister. Naya often cooks when she comes home. Although growing up without ummi and without touching the kitchen as long as his mother is alive, his cooking ability is qualified. Amir guessed because his sister often got a job event at the hotel allows him to learn cooking from experts.

Amir passed by Uyutnya when he was going to enter Mahen's room.

" Raden Mas Amirzain !! You have not prepared tho Maass, eat only, ga denger what yaahuhan has started... Let's hunt ". Danarhadi growled to see Amir still carrying food into Mahen's room.

He only responds casually to the scolding of the Buyut, and after he leaves, Amir conveys his point secretly to Mahen sitting in front of him that he wants to know who the owner of the phone is.

" Don't tell Naya... ". Amir took out a cell phone from his pocket.

" How to open the lock? I want to turn over the phone but yesterday the battery was low and it was in the lock. " Amir handed the phone to Mahen.

" I'll scan it later, brother... Or go to Rey if you want to hurry. "

" No, this is our secret... Yo Mas, help me. " Amir pleaded.

" Haha.. Ok, I think I have a girl? where's nemu? ". Mahen looked at the physicality of his phone, there was a photo of the hijab girl framed by the dark green phone.

Amir recounted the first time he found the phone to his sister-in-law. While Mahen listened to Amir's story while smiling, his brother-in-law seemed to be uneasy finding out about a woman who might have stolen his attention.

" Youngass!! Oh my God, it's two people... Still like this daritadi, " shouted Uyut again at the two as he returned to pass through the room of his former great-grandson.

" Let's get ready, Raden Panji Mahendra, where's your wife? soon Sinuhun come you will be late Mas. "

" Yes Uyut, here I want to prepare to help Ka Amir. "

Both of them rose from their seats, and Amir helped Mahen prepare because before the open house began, his sister-in-law would follow a procession of events to receive honorary titles first from the Sultanate.

Hopefully after the event is over, Mas Panji can immediately open his cellphone, pity the girl if you have to wait too long. Worried in the heart.

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Notes :

Mahar bil ghoib: Mahar by reading the Quran without seeing the mushaf.

Mban: Call for Javanese ART.

Sinuhun: Sulthan or someone with a very high position.

Tetabuhan: The sound of Javanese gamelan gending.

Eman: Darling, in Javanese.

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Mama ko is kangen with Abang Mahen, hiks. (lho).