BROMOCORAS
Habiba's Grief

This morning at Fadhlun Muthoriq boarding school, after three days of his return to his homeland, Ajimukti was seen talking in the backyard of the boarding school with his mother, Nyai Kartika.

Nyai Kartika in addition to teaching is also happy gardening. There are some vegetables that he planted in the garden behind the pesantren. Vegetables that later he will cook for the daily menu of the students other than those he bought in the market. In addition to plantations, in the pesantren there is also a chicken farm, but the livestock was not for sale, but for the personal consumption of the santri.

"Where are you going, Le?" Ask Nyai Kartika on that occasion.

"Emmm, the same road as Kang Hasan, ma'am." Sahut Ajimukti while picking chili that is already red.

"If your daughter is Pak Lek mu Prastowo how are you?" Ask Nyai Kartika afterwards.

"Ajeng means Sibu?" Ask Ajimukti.

"Yes, tho, Le. How many girls does Mr Lek Mu Prastowo have? You are that." Nyai Kartika head bobble.

"Ajeng is still in the boarding house, ma'am. But this week he's coming home. It's late." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Sir Ajeng was besides ayu, bake kayane temen, Le. Smart also have upload. You're not interested in getting to know Nak Ajeng?" Nyai Kartika.

Ajimukti immediately choked, then looked surprised at his mother.

"Ajeng I consider my own sister, Mom. So I can't possibly think up there." Sahut Ajimukti after while shaking the light head.

Nyai Kartika simply smiled, "Is it because of Kyai Aminudin's daughter, Le?" Ask later.

Ajimukti does not say, even so Nyai Kartika is quite memorized by the person of Ajimukti. Without even saying it, he was able to read it from the expression of Ajimukti's face shown to him.

Ajimukti seemed to let out a sigh, "Actually my return this time to talk about it to Sibu." Said later.

Nyai Kartika stopped her activities, then stared fixedly at Ajimukti's face.

"So besides visiting Sibu and the pesantren, there's something else tho, Le?" Ask Nyai Kartika on Ajimukti later.

Ajimukti nodded lightly. "On Habiba, Mom." Said later.

"Maaba?" Nyai Kartika frowned, then nodded her head lightly. "So her daughter's name is Kyai Aminudin it's Habiba, Le?"

Ajimukti just smiles.

"Then what do you want to say?" Ask Nyai Kartika later.

Once again Ajimukti sighed, to calm the tension of his heart, "Nyuwun Sibu's blessing more precisely."

Nyai Kartika turned her head towards her son, her expression remained calm, then grabbed Ajimukti in her arms.

"Wis master of your choice, Sibu opo kudu ora ngridhani tho, Le? Sing important kanggo Sibu iku, you are seneng, Sibu sure karo your choice." Say Nyai Kartika with its distinctive Javanese dialect.

"Just welinge Sibu, Le. You must be careful." Nyai Kartika.

Ajimukti frowned, "I mean Sibu, because Habiba is Kyai Aminudin's son?"

"No, Le. Be careful with your intentions. Ojo sampek ono ***** sak point wae neng your intention, Le." Nyai Kartika later said.

"God willing, Mom. I understand that." Sahut Ajimukti while slightly bowed.

"Wannafsu kaththifli in tuhmilhu syabba 'alaa, hubbir-radhaa'i waintafthimhu yanfathim, As you know, Le. ****** it's like a baby, if you let it, it will still suckle. But if you wean the baby, then the baby will stop breastfeeding." Say Nyai Kartika while stroking Ajimukti's shoulder.

"When are you going to propose to her?" Ask Nyai Kartika later.

Ajimukti once again sighed. "God willing also in the near future, ma'am."

"It's better, Le. The sooner the better. Ben ora nuuwuhne godane the devil." Say Nyai Kartika again.

Ajimukti just nodded.

"Oh, yes, Le. Mr. Lek mu Sarjito recently also new from here. You remember him tho?" Nyai Kartika said after that.

Nyai Kartika nodded, "Yes, Le. Then you also remember your son Pak Lek tho?"

Ajimukti frowned as if remembering something.

"Nafisa means Sibu?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Nyai Kartika nodded back. "Yes, Le. Now your sister has grown into a beautiful adult girl. Sibu alone until pangling fitting invited Pak Lek you here yesterday. Whereas in the past when Mbah Mu Kasiman was still alive, he often nginep here, playing with you. Now know you know it's big, ayu, irunge mbangir exactly you." Nyai Kartika praised Ajimukti's cousin, the son of Mr. Leknya.

"Has Nafisa finished her bed, ma'am?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Say yesterday it was, Le. He's now at Bu Lekmu's auxiliary home the same afternoon ngajar naji children's children in TPA." Nyai Kartika Sahut.

"Good, Mom. Not in vain then." Ajimukti throws a little smile.

"Well, Le. Sibu Plan. Mbok ya let Nafisa it will come with you there wae. Will later if the daughter's cottage is ready, you also need a princess teacher tho?" Nyai Kartika's proposal later.

"In addition, Nafisa was also formerly nyantri there when your father was still sugeng, continued to run out nyantri also in Magelang. Sibu believes in Hidayah, his knowledge is much more profitable." Nyai Kartika again.

"Yes, Mom, it's okay. I just agree. Coincidentally, later Ajeng same Habiba also plans to ask me to contribute the knowledge to do ngajar in Pondok Hidayah." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"That's good, so you're not overwhelmed either." Nyai Kartika seemed happy to hear that.

"Yesterday's mother gave her number Nafisa. Sibu will send it to you so you can talk to him. He was yesterday, yes, you. But once you found out in Hidayah, somehow his face became a bit grim that way, Le."

"Why, Mom?" Ask Ajimukti a little curious.

"Okay, Sibu doesn't know why either. Maybe he remembered the time your father was there." Nyai Kartika Sahut later.

Ajimukti just nodded.

Meanwhile, away from the boarding school Fadhlun Muthoriq, in another boarding school in the city of Pacitan in one of the santri princess rooms. Habiba and Ajeng were chatting together between their leisure time at the moment.

"No feeling yes, Ba. We'll all be separated. Hmmm, it feels heavy but it's also a smile." Say Ajeng while arranging some of his books into cardboard boxes.

"Yes, Jeng. It's mixed up." Sahut Habiba who is also tidying up some of his personal belongings.

"Oh yes, Habiba. After this you plan what?" Tanya Ajeng later.

"I am yes...? Emm... Don't know yet, Jeng." At once Habiba seemed lethargic with the Ajeng question.

Habiba knows after this he will likely no longer live in this city because honestly since his family decided to leave Pondok Hidayah, his family is in poor financial condition. Even his family was only able to contract the house for half a year, and after this, he and his family would stay in his Abahan hometown. Although he knew that, but he did not know what he would do in the village.

Suddenly Habiba's eyelids began to get wet by the fine hairs that just came out. Realizing that Habiba immediately rubbed him, he did not want Ajeng to see him like that.

"Hopefully we can still be the same, Ba." Say it again.

"Yes, Jeng." Sahut Habiba is flat with a soft voice.

Ajeng was aware of Habiba's shrill voice, but he could not see Habiba's face because of their back-to-back positions.

Habiba himself is not sure if he can meet Ajeng again after this. In that situation he actually remembered with Ajimukti, he looked back at the cross that Ajimukti had bought as well as the words Ajimukti said when he and his family would leave Pondok Hidayah.

Habiba hopes that even if only for a moment, he wants to be able to see Ajimukti once. But then he was pessimistic to remember how his message before he left for this pesantren.

Once again, his tears could no longer be weaved, the clear hair just bathed his eyelids and then began to flow down his cheeks. Many times he wiped it, but too many clear hairs spilled from both eyes.

"Ba, what's wrong with you? You're okay, right?" Ajeng who was behind Habiba tried to grab Habiba's shoulder and twist Habiba's limp body.

Habiba immediately hugged his friend. Now, the tears also slowly wet the Ajeng hijab even translucent to her shirt. Ajeng returned the arms of Habiba, held him tightly, trying to provide calm even though he did not know what his best friend was feeling now.

Seriate...