BROMOCORAS
Faruq Movement

"Tomorrow you're ready to take Nak Aji?" Kyai Aminudin asked shortly after finishing listening to the sorogan of the students this morning.

"God willing, Pakdhe. All preparations for tomorrow are ready. But I'm sorry Pakdhe seems like Gus Ali can't take Ajimukti tomorrow." Faruq answered as he walked with Kyai Aminudin towards ndalem.

"Yes I know. Last night Ali also had my permission." Kyai Aminudin. "Who will accompany you tomorrow? Do you have any advice?" Kyai Aminudin.

"I'm sorry, Pakdhe. Yesterday Habiba said he wanted to come. All roads he said. Because he hasn't been out of the cabin in a long time." Faruq.

Kyai Aminudin turned towards Faruq. "Habiba wants to take Nak Aji tomorrow?"

"Yes, Pakdhe. Maybe you haven't told me the same, sir." Said Faruq later.

Kyai Aminudin then patted Faruq on the shoulder. "Alright if he wants to come. Let the kid get a little outside."

"Yes, Pakdhe."

"I'm calling Habiba. Watch her. Because as you know he's never once gone anywhere." Kyai Aminudin said as she stepped into the terrace and then sat on the sofa following Faruq.

"Pakdhe take it easy. I make sure Habiba is okay." Faruq said shortly after sitting on the sofa.

"But, Pakdhe. There's something I want to ask." Said Faruq later.

Kyai Aminudin slightly turned towards Faruq and slightly lowered his glasses. "What about?"

"It's about Habiba, Pakdhe."

Kyai Aminudin was now really staring intently at Faruq who was sitting in front of him. "Habiba's? What happened to Habiba, Ruq?"

Faruq was seen taking a deep breath and exhaling it was strong.

"I heard from Habiba, about..." Faruq momentarily stopped his words. "About Pakdhe's plan to match Habiba with Budi."

Kyai Aminudin nodded lightly, "Then?" Ask flat.

"In my opinion, does it not seem to hunt, Pakdhe? Sorry if I'm sassy." Said Faruq later.

Kyai Aminudin inexplicably laughed making Faruq do not understand the purpose of Kyai Aminudin's attitude.

"Hunting your words?" Kyai Aminudin laughed even more.

"Look good, Faruq. Do you know who that is? Oh yeah, let me tell you. That's a conglomerate kid. His father was a successful businessman. And you know what that means?" Kyai Aminudin stared intently at Faruq. Faruq was smiling.

"The sooner Habiba is betrothed to Budi. The faster the profit for this pesantren. Imagine Faruq. Not yet what, Mr. Nugroho Budi's father is ready to fund the construction of a new princess cottage." Kyai Aminudin straightened up her sitting position.

Faruq could only wipe his forehead. It feels free to talk to Kyai Aminudin at the moment.

"But Pakdhe. I just pity Habiba." Faruq said trying once more even though he knew it was useless.

"Pity say? Listen to your Pakdhe this by the way! Listen good good! Habiba's life will be clearly very guaranteed if he becomes Pak Nugroho's son-in-law. Especially you know, Faruq. Budi is the only child of Pak Nugroho who will eventually inherit the entire business of Pak Nugroho." Kyai Aminudin.

"But can that guarantee Habiba's happiness, Pakdhe?"

"Oh yes obviously."

Faruq only trunks the head bobble. It seems true said Habiba, Kyai Aminudin, Pakdhe nya, already not like Kyai Aminudin who used to be. Even like everyone else.

"Well then, sir. Excuse me first." Said Faruq then while standing up. Because for him it is useless to talk at length with Kyai Aminudin at this time.

"Hmmm, go! And tell your sister that. He should be happy because there is a man with a clear weight seedling, like him." Kyai Aminudin said as she reached out as Faruq greeted him.

"Faruq only hopes that events like the one that happened in this pesantren were not repeated, Pakdhe." Faruq said as he passed.

Kyai Aminudin instantly glared, showing an expression of overwhelming anger at Faruq's remark.

Faruq has just left the terrace of Kyai Aminudin. Habiba was already standing at the corner side of the wall heading out of the courtyard of Kyai Aminudin's house.

For a moment Habiba looked at Faruq. With Faruq.

"I've been trying to talk, Ba. But for now it feels free." Said Faruq later. Habiba understands that.

Habiba leaned his body against the wall. From the look of his eyes was clearly a deep pain.

"Already, Mas. Maybe it has to be this way." Habiba says drift along with ******** his breathing is heavy.

"You don't give up, Ba. Leave everything to God. I'm sure God has the best way for you to get out of this." Faruq tried to calm the abomination of Habiba.

There was no expression that Habiba showed. Maybe now the wise words are not able to make him calm. Although a little.

"On tomorrow, Mas has the same permission Pakdhe. Yes, Pakdhe allowed you to come." Faruq's words diverted the conversation.

For this time the expression of Habiba's face began to look a little different.

"Maybe we can talk to him tomorrow, and Mas's sure, he'll help you out a little bit of this." Faruq said again.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Habiba asked a little more calmly.

"meaning?" Faruq asked wanting to know more deeply.

"Shall Habiba start first? Is that not...." Habiba stopped his words.

Faruq smiled. "While I'm sure, why are you doubting?"

Habiba stared deeply into Faruq's eyes. That fluffy smile could finally be seen Faruq adorning Habiba's face.

"You've already gone in there. I want to prepare again." Faruq said as he rubbed Habiba's head.

Meanwhile, in the place where Ajimukti is at the moment.

"Raqqot 'ainaaya shawqon, wa li Thoybata dzarafat 'ishqon

Fa'ataytu ilaa habiibi, fahda' ya qolbu wa rifqon

Sholli ‘ala Muhammad..."

The humming of qasidah is playing beautifully from the music of Ajimukti mobile phone player. The owner rests his head on the bed.

"What's tomorrow's plan, Mas?" Ask Dullah who is not far from him.

"Which cheese, Lek?" Ask Ajimukti without changing his current position.

"The competition, Mom." Dullah.

"Oh that," Now Ajimukti raised his head, "Yes said the manager will be escorted with Gus Faruq as well as Gus Ali, Lek."

"Oh, so yeah." Dullah just nodded lightly.

"Why, Lek? Wanna come?" Ask Ajimukti then looked at Dullah's flat expression.

Dullah just smiled as if Ajimukti knew what was on his mind at the moment.

"Just worry, Mom." Mumbled Dullah then.

Ajimukti shook his head.

"Lek Dul just calm down. I'll be fine. Trust tomorrow's business with me, Lek." Ajimukti tried to convince Dullah.

"Yes, Mas. I believe and believe sampeyan can certainly cope with that himself."

Ajimukti just smiles.

"Or don't you just don't be with Lek who's afraid to be here alone?" Celtuk Ajimukti later.

Dullah frowned.

"Fear who, Mom. Mbok ya here tell forward not to make a prickle that guy." Said Dullah with his silly expression made Ajimukti.

"Don't do it, Lek. Remember that! Sa. bar." Ajimukti stopped his laughter.

"But if it's the same senior trio if you ask patience it feels difficult, Mas." Said Dullah while scratching his coffee on the head.

"Well, that's the challenge, Lek."

"If you don't want them to be the same age as Sobri. Uuuuu, it's not unstranded pits for not entering the septic tank, Mas." Dullah seems annoyed when he talks about the senior trio.

Again Ajimukti laughs, "Yes, cook a Lek Dul want to nandangi children of that age anyway, Lek. Win not stand, if you lose ngisin isini."

Dullah is laughing now.

"But if the distance isn't brush, Mas." Said Dullah still with his laugh.

"Salam dong, Lek."

"Hail sports anyway." Sahut Dullah while raising his clenched hand.

Again, just open to see the ridiculous act of Dullah.

"It's not even that I'm sleepy, Lek. Though the song was fitting, liyer liyer had it."

"Well, if that's what coffee means again, Mas." Chirps Dullah while standing reaching for the water heater.

"Lek lek's. Just know who's steady." Ajimukti Reply.

"But talking about Manan kok from earlier does not look where, Mas?"

Ajimukti just shrugged his shoulders, "No idea, Lek. Yeah maybe sleep a night."

In the middle of a warm conversation Ajimukti and Dullah. Suddenly there arrived a faint room door that was knocking.

Dullah who happened to be near the door immediately opened the door.

"Faruq's Gus?" Seru Dullah arrived. Ajimukti who heard immediately grabbed the phone and turned off his music player.

"Kang Aji is there, sir?" Ask Faruq then.

"Excite. Ada, Gus. Monggo please come in." Said Dullah while letting Faruq in.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Gus." Ajimukti immediately welcomed Faruq's hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Kang Aji."

"What's this, Gus. When I arrived to visit my room." Say Ajimukti while allowing Faruq to sit on the mat.

"Kang Aji if there is no time. There's something I want to talk about with Kang Aji." Said Faruq later.

"Yes, Gus. What do you think is going on, Gus? What about tomorrow?" Ask Ajimukti a little curious.

Faruq shook his head lightly then slightly curtailed the smile. "No, Kang Aji. It's more of a personal matter."

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