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After Ajimukti, Dullah also Sobri from Prastowo's house. The rain again flushed the city making the land that was burnt by day turned scorching spreading the scent of carnation.

Until the early morning the rain did not stop. Even this morning, the rest of the puddles are still visible among the hollow streets as well as the earth basin. The smell of wet soil also occasionally still smelled the rest.

On the side of the road between motor vehicle traffic someone was walking down the sidewalk. Shortly after, he stopped at a small field on the side of the road. The person only then stood cross-legged on the chest while looking at someone else who was busy bargaining with a middle-aged woman. As soon as the woman left, she immediately approached the owner of the stall.

"It looks like it's selling out. I have noticed that there have been several buyers who stopped by." Greet someone to the owner.

The owner of the stall was a little surprised by the greeting that arrived. He then looked towards the source of the sound.

"Aryans? Since when are you there?" Said the owner of the stall.

"Nioman Nyoman. I've been here for almost half an hour. How can you not know?" Said that someone named Arya.

Nyoman, the owner of the stall only then shook his hand, "Don't make you, Bli."

Arya simply smiled, "How are you?" Ask later.

"This way. As you can see, Bli." Sahut Nyoman relax.

Arya nodded her head nod, "Good, I see the results are starting to appear."

"Well, did you come here, Bli?" Tanya Nyoman then took Arya to the mat not far from the field.

"Just happen to stop by." Sahut Arya while reaching for cigarettes in his jacket pocket.

"Oh, yes, Bli. Not long ago Aufa came here with her friend. He was looking for me on purpose." Nyoman said after that.

"The kid." Arya slightly smiled wryly.

"What's the need for him to come to see you?" Ask Arya later.

"Surely he's looking for you. I gave her your number once. But it looks like your number's changed, huh, Bli?" Ask Nyoman afterwards.

"Yes. Sorry for not telling you." Aryan Sahut is short.

"Do you know why he's looking for me?" Ask later.

"Come, Bli. For sure he's just hanging out like he used to." Sahut Nyoman's.

Arya just smiled wryly. "That's it?" Ask after a while.

"No, Bli. There's something else." Nyoman again.

Arya frowned, "Another thing? What other things?"

"He offered to help me at his boarding school." Sahut Nyoman.

Arya turned towards Nyoman, "Then?" Ask later.

"I refused it." Sahut Nyoman is short.

Arya did not continue her question, she only then sighed.

"If one day he comes here again and asks me, just tell him you haven't met me." Arya said afterwards.

"You're telling me to lie, Bli?" Ask Nyoman.

Arya slightly laughed, "I know, you can at least lie. But for this one only. If the time comes, I'll see him myself."

Nyoman shook her head, "After all, Bli. Why don't you go see him?" Nyoman asked a little curious.

"It's okay, Bli." Aryan's voice was short with no expression.

Nyoman stared intently at Arya making Arya slightly cornered with Nyoman's gaze.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Is something wrong with me?" Ask Nyoman.

"I'm not sure what's wrong?" Nyoman still stared intently at Arya.

Arya then casts her gaze, she knows Nyoman's view to force her to be honest this time.

"I want to know this world, Man. Recognize the whole, even the smallest hole." Arya's whispers are shrivelling.

"Then his relationship with you was reluctant to meet Aufa what, Bli?" Tanya Nyoman investigated.

"He's like a tree, he's a coconut, man. Almost everything she had was useful. While me?"

Nyoman shook her head, "Then are you envious, Bli?"

"Not so, Man. I just want to be able to seem like it in my own way." Arya's after.

"Let him from within with his patience, while I, I want to pound outside with my freedom." Aryan Imbuh.

"But that doesn't mean you have to be a cat, does it, Bli?" Ask Nyoman later.

"There's a time, Man. As I said before." Arya said, this time there was a smile accompanying her words.

"Yes, it's up to you, Bli. But if I may judge you, Bli. You think of him as a coconut, but you're marijuana in my eyes, Bli." Nyoman.

Arya slightly frowned. "Why is that, Bli?"

"In addition to the destroyer, you feel useless, but actually you are very useful, Bli. Not that I'm comparing. But as we know, coconuts are no more expensive than marijuana." Nyoman.

Arya laughed, "Stop praising, Man. It's just like a joke to me."

"I'm not praising you, Bli. But I witnessed it myself." Reply Nyoman.

Arya sighed.

"I'm not worth it, Man." Said later.

"More even, Bli."

"Ah, you, Man."

"Give me one reason why you should avoid Aufa, Bli. After that I won't ask much more." Nyoman said as if dissatisfied with Arya's answer before before.

Nyoman smiled wryly indicating that indeed he could not just accept Arya's reason before.

"Because he's my grandfather's oldest grandson." Arya then stood up from her seat.

Nyoman was aghast, "Your grandfather's grandson? What does that mean, Man?"

"You asked for one reason and promised you wouldn't ask much, man. That's one reason I can give, I hope you keep your promise." Arya said while looking down at Nyoman.

Nyoman is standing up. "All right, for now I will keep my promise. I won't ask much. But I hope one day you'll come clean to me, Bli."

Arya smiled, "Nothing will happen, Man. If you want to know. Be patient and wait until you know. Either from me or from Aufa."

Nyoman once again sighed.

"I'll excuse you, Man. Again I sent a message even though I knew you weren't good at lying. Keep this meeting a secret. Although you're not used to lying, but I know you're trustworthy." Arya said while patting Nyoman's shoulder.

"Where are you going, Bli. Didn't you just arrive. Will it go again? Can't we talk any longer?" Nyoman said trying to arrest Arya.

"Although short, we've done a lot of talking, Man. Save the rest for the next meeting. I still have other things to finish." Arya then walked away.

"Be careful, Bli." Nyoman.

Arya just waved her hand as she continued to step.

"Grandchild of his grandfather? What does it mean that between Arya and Aufa there is a blood relation? Are they one grandpa?" Nyoman still muttered as she stared at Arya's passing away from her.

Meanwhile in Hidayah Cottage at the same time. Ajimukti is preparing for his departure to Kyai Aminudin's house.

Prastowo has been coming since half an hour ago, now he is chatting with Dullah also Ali on the terrace ndalem. Shortly after, Anggoro was seen coming even though he was alone.

While Sobri, Manan, Khalil and Imam were seen entering some luggage into the trunk of the car as well as delivery equipment that will be handed over to the Ajimukti on the side of Habiba.

"Is everything ready, Mom?" Dullah asked a moment later while glancing at the watch in his hand.

"Already, Lek. We better get going now." Ajimukti.

"I call Sibu first, Lek." He said then as he rushed into the house.

Before long, Nyai Kartika appeared to come out in tandem with Sumiatun, behind him there is Ajeng and Nafisa.

"You're really not coming, Nduk?" Ask Sumiatun to Ajeng.

"No, Ma. I am here to accompany Nafisa. We have not met for a long time. We'll screw up a lot." Sahut Ajeng after.

"But isn't Ning Biba your close friend, Nduk? What because...?"

"Mom, stop... Believe the same Ajeng. It has nothing to do with any of that. Ajeng values Kang Sobri with all his intentions. Ajeng had gradually forgotten that. Ajeng really just wanted to accompany Nafisa alone, Mom." Saut Ajeng assured Sumiatun.

"All right, Nduk."

Shortly after the conversation, Ajimukti's group left the boarding yard to go to Kyai Aminudin's residence.

"It seems like there's something I don't know huh, Jeng?" Ask Nafisa after Ajimukti's entourage has passed.

Ajeng simply smiled, "There's nothing you don't know, Sa. Everything as you see."

"We'd better have a chat in my room, Jeng." Say Nafisa then invite Ajeng inside.

That's when they cross paths with Manan as well as Sobri. Manan lowered his head when he realized that there was Nafisa before him.

"You guys better talk. Let me and Kang Sobri accompany you." Bisik Ajeng on Nafisa.

"But, Jeng." Nafisa.

Ajeng grabs Nafisa's hand, "Already, Sa. I heard from Manan. Speak ye! Solve your problems."

Ajeng beckoned to Sobri. Sobri understood the gesture Ajeng gave him. He just nodded then sat on the terrace.

"What's really going on, brother?" Sobri asked a little curiously looking at Manan and Nafisa.

"Later you will know." Sahut Ajeng without looking at Sobri.

"Mass? Hmmm..." Sobri realized something.

Instantly Ajeng's face flushed red realizing his mistake.

"I mean...."

"It's okay, brother. Emm, maybe that's a special call for me." Goda Sobri later.

Ajeng only blushed while lowering his face.

"What's the uncomfortable sampeyan I call Mas?" Ajeng asked half-whispered.

Sobri smiled, "How could you think that I could be uncomfortable, brother?"

"It could be because... Emm...."

"Don't be prejudiced that doesn't not, Sister. And don't make the call a measure of comfort, because I'm comfortable not because of a call, but because the sampeyan has proven himself to be a piece of jewelry for me." Sobri Sahut.

"Surely so, my dear?"

"Why not be sure, brother?"

Ajeng slightly glanced towards Sobri although not daring if he had to look at his face.

"Khoiru mataa'id-dunyaa mar'atush-shaalihah, the best decoration of the world is the Sholehah woman. Isn't that right, Sister?"

Ajeng was rightly buried in Sobri's praise of him.

"The call of Mas from the sideyan to me, proves a little bit to respect me more, Dik. Thank you nggeh."

Seriate...