BROMOCORAS
The Return of Nafisa

The santri also worshipers Ashar just disbanded and one by one left the pesantren mosque when a car arrived to pass into the area of Pondok Hidayah and immediately drove to the pesantren parking lot.

The students observed the car, at a glance from behind the wheel there was a stranger to them. Well, it was Dullah. One who was originally known as his uncle Ajimukti.

"Gus, it looks like Miss Nyai and I have arrived." Bisik Sobri when Ajimukti just woke up from the mosque pesantren imam.

"Really, Kang. Then let's get to ndalem, Kang." Invite Ajimukti to hurry up from his sitting position and walk quickly out of the mosque followed by Sobri behind him.

As soon as Ajimukti also Sobri arrived in the yard ndalem, when Dullah also appeared to be opening the back door of the car and Nyai Kartika got off his car followed by Nafisa shortly afterwards.

"Som... Assalamu'alaikum..." Ajimukti immediately grabbed the middle-aged woman's hand and then hugged her tightly.

"Wa'alaikum... Guy, Le. It's okay, right?" Tanya Nyai Kartika while removing Ajimukti's embrace.

"Alhamdulillah, ma'am." Sahut Ajimukti with a big smile.

"Lek Dul, how's it going?" Ajimukti asked turned to Dullah.

"Well, this is how it is, Mom. Still quite handsome not less than the child Lanang Pak Lek's." Sahut Dullah while clutching Sobri's shoulder. Hearing Dullah's silly answer, Ajimukti also Sobri only then laughed.

"Mamas didn't ask me, tho?" Nafisa who had since seen the harmony of the four of them immediately spoke.

"Cah ayu. Add more ayu. Added pinter ora?" Say Ajimukti while shuffling Nafisa's head.

"Ah, Mamas, I'm not a little Afis anymore. Messy to know." Omel Nafisa with his sour face.

Ajimukti just then laughs, "Yasudah, Sibu, Lek Dul, Fis, we just go in first, rest first inside." Say Ajimukti after that.

The five of them finally entered the ndalem with still talking to each other to let go of the longing between them.

Meanwhile in pawon ndalem.

"Bu Nyai and Mr. Lek Dullah have come. Let's get the drinks ready." Khalil calls on the Imam.

They also immediately prepare a banquet for Nyai Kartika which has been prepared since morning.

"So Nyai's mom has come, Lil?" Asked Manan who arrived suddenly appeared from the back door of the wasp.

"Already, Nan. The prayer market came." Khalil Sahut.

"Yes, Nan. Cook you didn't know?" Imbuh Imam while pouring tea into a glass.

"So I've been sent to the back of the thing, so don't know." Sahut Manan while organizing snacks into the plate.

"Eh, Nan. You know you don't. His nephew Gus Aji's brother who he said would stay here. It turns out that ayune pol, Nan." Khalil said shortly after.

"Yes, Nan. That's the closest. Byuh Byuh." Imbuh Imam's.

"Hus, you guys don't. Either way it's his sister Ajik. Don't be like you guys! I'll be later." Sahut Manan while reaching for another plate.

"Astaghfirullah, yes not so, Nan. How dare we are of the sort. We just admire. Wong yo pancene - tenan kok." Gerutu Khalil later.

"That's right, Nan. Admiring it is a form of gratitude for the creation of God, Nan." Imbuh Imam after that.

"Delicious, you're smart. Heart, keblasen even become zina eyes." Manan without looking at them.

"Ah, you, Nan."

"Cop, Kang. Is the drink ready?" Ask Sobri who arrived just entered the pawon ndalem made Khalil and Imam immediately shocked and misbehaved.

"Su. already Kang Sobri. Let me take you." Khalil's words were so misbehaved that his words trembled slightly.

"It's not necessary, Kang. Let me be alone here." Sahut Sobri while reaching for a tray containing drinks.

"This snack is also ready, Kang. Deferred now?" Ask Manan later.

"Yes now is okay too, Kang." Sobri Sahut.

"Kang Khalil and Kang Imam please deliver it. Let the rest be in Kang Manan's order first." Pinta Sobri.

"Okay, Kang." Sahut Khalil and Imam together and without waiting again they immediately grabbed some dishes that were filled with snacks in front of Manan.

In the middle room of Ajimukti's own ndalem, Dullah and Nyai Kartika appear to talk to each other about their experiences during not seeing each other. While Nafisa was busy letting her gaze to all corners of the ndalem, even occasionally she looked outwards ndalem.

"It looks like you're nervous, Fis. Why?" Ask Ajimukti realized that Nafisa had not looked funny since.

Nafisa was a little misbehaved, her expression now turned tense, "Ah, no, Mas. Emm, I just miss this place, a little bit too, it's been a lot of changes it turns out." Sahut Nafisa later.

Ajimukti smiled, "This is Kyai Aminudin rearranging, Fis." Said later.

"That means all the santri here as well as the santrinya Kyai Aminudin, Mas?" Ask Nafisa afterwards.

Ajimukti nodded his head, "Yes, all of it."

"Then, santri santri Pak Dhe, Mas?" Nafisa.

"There are only a few, besides many who are boyong, also because they are khatam, also have a family. What remains is only one. He is besides santri, also the son of a close friend of the father." Obviously Ajimukti after.

"Who, Mas?" Tanya Nafisa probing.

Hearing that name, there was a rustle in the heart of Nafisa. Immediately his heartbeat began to beat irregularly.

"Did you know Manan here, Fis? You see, when this pesantren was still nurtured by the father, Manan had often been sent by the father to take meat to his home Pak Lek Prastowo. And again you're also the handcuff pawon tho, Fis? Surely you know?" Ask Ajimukti later.

The Ajimukti question made Nafisa a little confused to answer it. His facial expression stiffened, his body felt trembling and it was difficult to think of stringing words.

Before long, Sobri appeared out of the direction of the pawon ndalem followed by Khalil and the Imam behind him.

"Monggo, Miss Nyai." Say Sobri while putting a cup of tea on the table in front of Nyai Kartika.

"Thank you, Le." Nyai Kartika Sahut later.

Nafisa observes the two khodams that come out with Sobri, she hopes someone she wants to meet who brings the drink out but in fact does not match her expectations.

"We go back first, Nyai." Sobri later said.

"Here you go, Le. Someone wants Sibu to ask you for help." Nyai Kartika said to Sobri as well as Khalil and Imam.

Sobri did not reply, he only then nodded and lowered his head, even with Khalil and Imam, although they both had glanced at each other and similarly frowned.

"Where are you going, Bri?" Ask Sobri.

"There's a back, sir. Nembe racik racik." Sobri Sahut.

"Tell me the same, son Manan yo, Le." Nyai Kartika said.

"Niggeh, Nyeh."

Hearing that, Nafisa slightly covered away from the middle room and walked towards the pawon ndalem. There was an unusual heartbeat that was beating a little faster.

Back to the middle room.

"Look, Le, Bri. Khalil son also Son of Imam. Sowan Sibu is here because there is something that requires Sibu here. What will it be later let Aufa himself explain, essentially Sibu beg your help later for the devang ngrigenke what Aufa wishes." Nyai Kartika later said.

Sobri just nodded in following the others.

"Yes, Kang. Pokok'e rodok is not repoti." Ajimukti.

"Snouts, Gus. Anyway dalem ready for all dawuh njengan." Sobri Sahut.

"We are too, Gus. Nyai Ma'am." Sahut Khalil was also followed by a nod from the Imam.

"Before Sibu represented Aufa could only say thank you." Nyai Kartika.

"Neither, Nyai. Just like we never hesitated to argue with Guse." Sahut Khalil later.

"Just thank you again, son Khalil." Nyai Kartika reply afterwards.

"Oh, yes, Kang Sobri. After Isya' accompany me to his house Pak Lek Anggoro yes. I'm going to catch up tomorrow to accompany me." Say Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Gus."

"I'm coming along too, Mom. There's something I want to talk to Prastowo about." Sela Dullah later.

"Good, Lek."

"Then are we also going to take Anggoro, Mas?" Ask Dullah then.

"The plan is so, Lek. Yesterday when I contacted Mr. Lek Anggoro for a closet message, I am mature all together Mr. Lek Anggoro, and God willing Mr. Lek Anggoro will work on it, because currently Mr. Lek Anggoro is in Madura, Lek." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Hmmm, it's been a success now the Anggoro." Mumbled Dullah.

Meanwhile in pawon ndalem. Nafisa was standing glued peering from the side of the parapet between the dining room and the pawon ndalem. There, not far from him, Nafisa saw someone who was busy picking some vegetables.

Nafisa hesitated to greet someone even though she knew him very well and was eager to see him. Silence, he smiled to himself. The tension that he had felt was fully capable of mastering at this time. He was able to control his current state of heart.

"Come, Ning. Why is it here?" Reproach someone who instantly also made Nafisa jumped and immediately turned her body.

"Kangs... Kang Sobri's. Anu, Kang's. Emmm, that..." Nafisa looks doubtful and wrong.

"It was quick to find Miss Nyai until she was invisible." Sobri said again.

Nafisa just smiled awkwardly.

"Where are you going, Ning?" Ask Sobri later.

"Emmm, just go back to the front, Kang." Sahut Nafisa still looks wrong.

Hearing the conversation from behind the wall, Manan slightly turned his head. There was only the back of a girl standing behind her.

"It looks like it's Kang Sobri's voice. Hmmm, but who's that girl?" Manan's murmuring is still in place.

"Oh, yes, maybe it was Ning Afis, her sister Ajik. I'd better say hello to him." Manan continued to mumble to himself.

Manan stood up from his seat and stepped closer towards the perimeter wall. I don't know why his heart was beating a little faster than usual. There was a sense that he was hard to explain permeating his heart at this moment.

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