BROMOCORAS
Ajimukti Mulatsih's

The sky this afternoon looked a little bleak. There are several clouds of clouds hanging on the roof of the sky moving motion dribbled wind. There was no gap for scorching glances at the earth beneath him. A somber day should come.

Ajimukti had just closed the car door following Dullah from the other door. They were now standing in front of a gate whose paint had peeled off and was slightly rusting. Behind the gate, there are some flowers of virgin tread as well as aloe vera that grows along the road from the gate to the door of the house. Two mango trees and one melinjo tree were seen standing gallantly in the courtyard, the dried leaves of the fallen leaves were scattered underneath and occasionally flew in the wind.

"Is this really the address, Mas?" Ask Dullah then.

Ajimukti again reached for a piece of paper that he got from Sukrono, "True, Lek. Exactly what Mbah Sukro wrote."

"The door's closed, guess there's no one, huh, Mas?" Ask Dullah while looking at the house behind the gate.

"We'd better make sure, Lek." Ajimukti knocked on the gate while saying greetings alternately with Dullah.

Some and quite a long time, but there has been no response from the homeowner.

"Don't there be no one, Mom?" Said Dullah later.

"Come, Lek." Sahut Ajimukti while once again knocking on the gate and again saying his greetings.

But after this last one, from the door of the house appears someone is opening the door. A female voice was heard answering the Ajimukti greeting. Finding it, Ajimukti trembled a little, suddenly his heart beat a little faster. There was a nervousness that suddenly began to feel it.

Dullah realized that, he immediately patted Ajimukti on the shoulder to calm him down and reassure him that everything would be fine. Ajimukti nodded slowly and for a moment he sighed until a middle-aged woman came out from behind the door.

The woman who came out also immediately looked at Ajimukti and Dullah who was still standing behind the gate. His forehead shriveled slightly, a curiosity clearly visible on the woman's face. Ajimukti slightly nodded his head, also slightly throwing his smile, a gesture of respect to the woman.

The woman continued to walk closer and closer in line with Ajimukti's heartbeat which was tightening.

"Whose father and father?" Ask the woman as soon as she gets closer to where Dullah and Ajimukti are standing.

"Is this really Miss Mulatsih's house?" Ask Dullah who is calmer at the moment.

"Yes, right, I'm alone." The woman then.

Hearing the woman's answer, Ajimukti seemed to tremble again.

"Whose father and father? And what's the need to find me?" Ask Mulatsih then.

"Oh, yes before, let's go in first." Mulatsih said after opening the door.

For a moment Ajimukti hesitated but then he tried to shake Mulatsih also kissed his hand. Back, Mulatsih frowned curiously.

"There is actually something we want to convey to the panjenengan with our arrival here." Said Dullah as soon as the three of them were already inside the living room of Mulatsih's house.

"Please, Sir. What you and I want to say." Sahut Mulatsih later.

For a moment Dullah sighed, he was a little nervous for a moment.

"Actually we have been looking for the existence of panjenengan. And only this time we can really get a clue about the existence of the panjenengan." Said Dullah later.

Hearing what Dullah said, Mulatsih was a little surprised. He did not even guess who this guest in front of him was. His heart was still shrouded in question marks with what he had just heard from Dullah.

"What does this father mean? I'm sorry, I don't seem to understand it yet." Mulatsih said wanting to immediately release the curiosity in his heart.

"Previously, let us introduce ourselves first as we can." Sahut Dullah later.

"Yes yes, right. The same father has not told me who exactly the father and Masnya this." Sahut Mulatsih nodded his head.

For a moment Dullah turned his gaze towards Ajimukti, gesturing him to introduce himself. Ajimukti slightly nodded his head lightly, then sighed afterwards.

"I'm Ajimukti, Miss Lek. And this, Mr. Lek Dullah." Say Ajimukti later.

Mulatsih then just nodded, he had yet to realize who this Ajimukti really was.

"Then what do you need this father and Mas with me?" Ask later.

Ajimukti turned his head towards Dullah before replying.

"Here you are, this Aji mas just wants to connect the broken jar." Sahut Dullah later.

Hearing that sentence, Mulatsih frowned again.

"Connected broken balung? Meanin?" Ask later.

Dullah slightly curled his lips, Dullah's expression increasingly made Mulatsih ask inwardly.

"This is related to Kang Salim. Of course if I mention that name, the panjengan will not be foreign." Said Dullah later.

Hearing that at once Mulatsih was wide-eyed, a look of surprise appeared once on his face.

"Salim Kang? Who are you and who is this really?" Ask later.

"I'm not exactly Kang Salim. But this one, this Mas Aji is the son of Kang Salim." Said Dullah later.

Back Dullah's speech made Mulatsih agape.

"So you?" Mulatsih said a little vibrating fixed on Ajimukti.

"I'm a niece, Miss Lek." Sahut Ajimukti fast.

Hearing Ajimukti's confession, without hesitation, Mulatsih immediately stood up from his seat and immediately embraced Ajimukti. There is a sobbing starting to be heard between the shoulders of Ajimukti who also feel wet.

Ajimukti also began to not hesitate to return Mulatsih's embrace. There was a true sincere sincerity in Mulatsih's embrace of him.

"Why should you introduce yourself by the name of Ajimukti, Le?" Mulatsih said after letting go of his embrace and stroking Ajimukti's cheek.

Mulatsih slightly smiled, "Bu Lek doesn't know your full name, which Bu Lek knows your name Aufa."

"Yes, Miss Lek. When I was a child, I was called Aufa. But since continuing the pesantren pak here, I introduce myself as Ajimukti, Miss Lek." Clearly Ajimukti later.

"Yes, Le. What matters now is that Miss Lek is glad to see you." Mulatsih.

"How's Yu Kartika's mother, your Sibu, Le?" Tanya Mulatsih later.

"Thank God, Miss Lek. Since the departure of the father, Sibu took care of the pesantren in Jogja itself, fortunately there is Lek Dullah who always helps Sibu, Bu Lek." Ajimukti.

"Yes, Kang Salim has always been surrounded by good people, Le. It was comparable to her kindness." Mulatsih.

"Mom Lek where have you been? Why don't you go see us?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Having found the Ajimukti question, Mulatsih curled his lips again, then rubbed Ajimukti's head.

"Dead of Kang Salim, your father. Ms. Lek did settle in the house of the late Mr. Lekmu, Le. And only after Mr. Lekmu died did Mrs Lek come back here. Since marrying Sibuu, your father has not had time to introduce Bu Lek to Sibuumu. That's one of the reasons why Miss Lek can't see your mother, Le." Mulatsih's story later.

"Yes, Miss Lek. I've heard that from Sibu as well Mbah Sukro." Sahut Ajimukti later.

Hearing the name mentioned by Ajimukti, Mulatsih seemed to frown.

"Change Sukro?" Ask later.

"Rubber, Miss Lek. From him also I finally got this address Bu Lek." Again with Ajimukti.

Mulatsih slightly smiled, "It turns out this world is narrow huh, Le. Not Miss Lek thought that you knew Mbah Sukro." Lirih.

"It's a long story, Miss Lek. But even so, I am sure, this is all arranged by God." Ajimukti said after that.

"You're right, Le."

"Then how's your boarding school going?" Tanya Mulatsih later.

"Yang Bu Lek heard, now Hidayah boarding school is growing rapidly after you are in control." Mulatsih again.

"Loh, how did Miss Lek know?" Ajimukti's question looked astonished.

Mulatsih smiled again, "To be honest, Bu Lek has known you, Le. Yes, but not directly. But even so, Miss Lek is always watching over you. Find out about every news from you. I also sent a letter to you." Mulatsih said later.

"Letter?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Mulatsih nodded, "Right. Maybe you're surprised, right? Yes, that letter Lek ma'am sent, Le. Bu Lek's nephew from Pak Lek mu who Bu Lek sent us to Hidayah boarding school the other day." Mulatsih then.

"Well, I'm a total stranger to that writing." Ajimukti.

"But, Miss Lek. If Ms. Lek already knew where I was. Then why doesn't Miss Lek want to see me?" Ajimukti asked.

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For a moment Mulatsih sighed, "That's your sister's plan, Le." Said later.

"Sister?" Ask Ajimukti afterwards.

Mulatsih then nodded, "Rubber. Your sister, Miss Lek's son."

"Where is she now, Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"He rarely comes home, Le. At least once a week he's been here. Sometimes even a month." Mulatsih.

"Did he work Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti.

Mulatsih shook his head, "No, Le. He just wandered around while taking care of some of the people who love him."

"So he's an ustadz, Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti again.

"not too. He just wanted to share the knowledge that had been in his ketchup in the pesantren first." Mulatsih.

"So he went down too, Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti again.

Mulatsih.

"And you wouldn't have thought that Miss Lek said that she used to be a boarding school with you." Mulatsih said later.

Hearing that Ajimukti jerked, "One pesantren, Miss Lek? And does she also know that I'm her brother?" Ask hunting.

Mulatsih smiled, "Of course he knows, Le. Wong she's a nyantri too for following you. At first he looked for you to Jogja, because you mondok, so he was desperate to follow you to the boarding school. It's just that in the end he wasn't being frank about who he was." Mulatsih.

"Why, Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti full of astonishment.

Mulatsih shrugged his shoulders, "Bu Lek doesn't know why either. For sure he wants to know you to be worthy of being your sister. That's the answer he always gives when several times Miss Lek had time to ask." Mulatsih said later.

"Is he the same age as me, Miss Lek?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Mulatsih.

"What's the name Bu Lek? If he was my age, I would know him. At least know his name." Urge Ajimukti hunt.

Once again Mulatsih smiled then sighed deeply before he replied. Ajimukti seemed impatient to immediately know who the child of Mulatsih, his sister.

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