BROMOCORAS
Qulal - haqo Walaw Kan - murona

"To begin with, it would be better if I apologized to you first, Sister." Say Ajimukti while again sighing, calming his own heart.

The silent Ajeng smiled even though he was hiding it.

"Emmm, what after boyong you same Habiba, emmm, I mean Ning Biba. Is it still frequent communication, brother?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Thank God, Kang. Still am. Because of Habiba, I have considered him like a brother. We were together from the beginning we entered the pesantren. What what are both. Well, we hope that after this we can continue like that, Kang." Ajeng said he looked excited.

Ajimukti smiled, "Thank God, then"

Ajeng frowned, "What's the matter, Kang? Emmm, Ajeng meant, why did Kang Aji ask Habiba?" Ask later.

For the umpteenth time Ajimukti sighed, "I... I want to be honest about something, Sister." Said later.

"Honest?" Ajeng slightly scrunched his forehead.

"Honest about what, Kang?" Ask after that.

"On.... Emmm, about me and Habiba, sir." Ajimukti said a little heavy and restrained.

Hearing that, Ajeng slightly curled his lips.

"From the beginning, from the first time Habiba told me about the sampeyan, Kang. I am sure, very sure, there is something that Habiba feels in the way. And when in the competition at that time, when he forced me to drive him to introduce me to the same, the first day where I met until the same time. I'm sure, Habiba so admires sampeyan, Kang." Said Ajeng while still showing his smile.

"Habiba is a good girl, Kang. Besides, he is also very smart. Ever since we were a pesantren, I've never been able to surpass him in the least." Imbuh Ajeng slightly praised Habiba.

Ajimukti then smiled, "I've proposed to him, Dik." Say Ajimukti in the end.

Ajeng was still with his smile, "Alhamdulillah, Kang. I'm glad to hear that. Emmm, then plan to the next level when, Kang?" Ask Ajeng afterwards.

"God willing according to my plan Ruwah later, Dik. Hopefully there are no obstacles." Keep Ajimukti.

"Thank God, Kang. Means I'll be back close to Habiba." Ajeng lirih.

Ajimukti nodded lightly.

"I'm sorry, Brother." Said later.

"I'm sorry? Sorry for what, Kang?" Ask Ajeng afterwards.

"For anything. To..." Ajimukti stopped his words and sighed.

"Already, Kang. I know what sampeyan means." Ajeng now breathed his breath.

"At least I have pride of being this close to a son of Kyai whom Kyai is already like a brother to my father." Say Ajeng then.

Ajeng sighed again, "I just hope that my prayer is not wrong, Kang. Emmm, I used to pray that we might be met twice, once in this world, and once in heaven. I hope we can meet there later, Kang." Imbuh Ajeng after.

Ajimukti smiled, "You, Manan, Kang Sobri is my brother, Dik. It will forever be. Not just here. Wherever I pray, may we all come together."

"Kang?"

"Yes, Brother."

"Jaga Habiba yes, Kang! He had already solidified himself, even before getting to know the sampeyan. Now, the task of the sampeyan solidified his heart that the sampeyan was already the same as it seemed." Say Ajeng then.

After the conversation, Ajimukti immediately resigned from the Prastowo residence to return to Pondok Hidayah. While Ajeng, he was not long after Ajimukti's departure immediately entered his room.

Sumiatun realized that something had happened to her daughter. He immediately followed Ajeng into his room. Inside, Ajeng appears to be sleeping on his stomach hugging bolsters. Samar samar Sumiatun heard a rumbling sound.

"Russia, Nduk. You want to talk opo karo, Mom? Lali wis?" Sumiatun said without elaborating whether Ajeng was aware of his arrival or not.

"Mboten, Mom. Ajeng just wanted to free the feelings of Ajeng alone." Sahut Ajeng is still in his position.

"Jebul is a pain, ma'am." The impact is a little more subtle.

"Snack, Mom."

"Yowis genggal dileremke. Ora slick ngujo panenglasan suwe suwe, Nduk." Sumiatu said this time while stroking Ajeng's head.

"Why yes, Mom. Must stop by if it's not to really?" Ajeng's words now began to rise from his sleep.

"Well, that's not a krentek atine Mas Aji, Nduk. It was you alone who left your heart open at that moment." Sumiatun.

"Yes, Mom. Ajeng knows that. It's all a misadjeng." Sahut Ajeng after.

"No, Nduk. There's nothing wrong. You admire it and it is human. It's just that, when that awe turns into another feeling. And when those feelings are not welcome, you also have to be legowo, Nduk." Imbuh Sumiatun.

"Snack, Mom." Now Ajeng began to lean his head on the shoulder of his mother. His voice is still occasionally heard.

Meanwhile, Ajimukti who was also leaning his head against the back of the terrace chair, surprised by the arrival of Sobri.

"Sounds like something, Gus?" Ask Sobri while sitting in the front seat of Ajimukti sitting at this time.

Ajimukti then straightened his body, "I just met Ajeng, Kang." He said after that.

Sobri just slightly brushed up the smile.

"Ajeng just always hide his sadness with a smile that throughout the chat he always showed. It's just, the look in his eyes can't fool me, Kang." Gumam Ajimukti later.

"She's a strong woman, Gus. Just less clever to hide his feelings." Sobri Sahut.

"Am I wrong, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti in a soft voice and sound heavy.

"No, Gus. It would be more wrong if the njengan not immediately tell it while the njengan know the truth."

"But, Kang. Why do I feel so sorry about all this." Ajimukti.

"That's not regret, Gus. It was just iba. Feel compassion njenengan which has always been part of njenengan." Sobri Sahut.

"Yes, you're right, Kang. Then how should I?" Ask Ajimukti a little worried in the end.

"It doesn't have to be how, Gus. Continue the steps. Ajeng behaved like that not only to cover his feelings or pretend to be strong. It's all he does because he values his talent. Legowo's her form." Timpal Sobri's.

"Does happiness have to sacrifice the feelings of others, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti still with the same concern.

"Qul alhaqo walaw is murona, Gus. That's honesty, truth, even if it's bitter. Not a sacrifice of feelings, Gus." Sobri Sahut.

Ajimukti then just smiled. This time, both of them were equally silent. Sobri knows very well how Ajimukti feels right now. He can only calm down as much as possible..

At the place of Ajeng itself also looks quiet. Sumiatun had already passed from her daughter's room. He wanted to let Ajeng really calm his heart first.

Ajeng sat staring at his backyard from behind a window. The early morning sky was bright with some beautiful clouds hanging there.

"If only I could repeat my life again, Gus. I want to find you sooner. But the truth is life is once. I know that love involves both sides. If not, then love is a fantasy. Yeah, delusion. A prolonged dream without falling asleep even though the dream continued to haunt me."

"Gus, thank you. Thank you for stopping by the door that accidentally opened. Although the njenengan do not want to stay there, but please, Gus. Please help clean up the rest of the footing. This door wants me to open again, Gus. Go like when accidentally stop by that time! Bring everything you bring! Let anyone who wants to stop by to really, no longer find the rest of the rest of the rest of the rest there. I have prepared another room that is never closed to stop by. Not here, don't look here anymore. This door was deliberately re-opened to wait for someone who wanted to hang his name there."

"Thank you, Gus. Really thank you."

Ajeng rubbed his tears that just flowed down his cheeks. Every now and then he seemed to take his breath in deeply and exhale it strongly.

Outside, behind the window of his room. The sky still shows a bright expanse. There seemed to be no wind, visible leaves that had just gone quietly without swaying.

Silent silence Sumiatun opened a little door of his daughter's room that was being wrapped in the heartache. He deliberately just wanted to see the current state of Ajeng. Seeing Ajeng who was just daydreaming, Sumiatun's heart seemed to feel the pain of his son.

"May all be well soon, Nduk. Good nggo your crew, good nggo atimu. Gek ndang wedarke panelmu, Nduk. Jagate again rame, ojo ngujo kasepenmu." Inner Sumiatun while slowly closing the door of his son's room, and passed carrying pain due to the sadness that was being experienced by his daughter.

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