BROMOCORAS
Negotiating Feelings

"It feels like my hand is already gatel want to ngoplok santri songong that."

"Patience, Bud. Don't be rash even your own name is tainted." Khalil tries to calm Budi who since last night looks emotional when passing Ajimukti, Manan also Dullah.

"There is news from my mother he said my father for this Sunday can not send money again. Huh!!!" A strong grunt.

"Why, Bud?" Ask the curious Imam.

"Regular. My father is a super busy man in Surabaya. My father again has business with foreign investors." Budi's voice rose and appeared to be bragging.

"It's amazing that Bud is your father. Means after this you will be able to bustelan more dong." Sahut Khalil while shaking his eyebrows.

Just smiling cynically. His gaze was filled with an aura of deep hatred. His face flushed red indicating that he was currently feeling an overwhelming anger.

At that time a santri arrived to knock on the door of their room making Budi quickly turn his head. The priest who realized that immediately opened the door of the room.

In front of the room stood a santri ndalem who seemed to have a need with one of the occupants of the room.

"The Spirit exists?" Ask the priest who opened the door.

"Oh, there, Kang." Sahut Imam's.

Budi who heard the santri looking for him immediately walked towards the door.

"What's Kang looking for me?" Ask in a flat voice.

"Anu, Kang. Sampeyan in the lead of Pak Kyai. Waiting behind ndalem he said." Santri was only conveying his trust Kyai.

"good. I'll be there soon. Thank you." Thank you." Sahut Budi still with a flat voice.

The Santri did not briefly pass from the front hall of the room and seemed to return to the direction of the ndalem.

Budi immediately tidied his clothes, he did not want to look dull when facing Kyai Aminudin. Not too long, and finally Budi was seen stepping out of the room. Khalil and Imam looked at each other.

"What's up, Lil?" The priest asked a little curiously.

Khalil just shrugged his shoulders, "Oh yeah, maybe it's family business." Sahut Khalil.

"Family business?" The priest squinted his eyes.

"Why is that surprised, Mom? Will soon be Budi also part of the ndalem family." Khalil replied to the Imam's shocked expression.

The priest laughed, "I forgot, Lil." The priest then closed his own mouth, "Is it possible to talk about the wedding day Budi with Ning Biba huh, Lil?" The priest still looked curious.

"It could be, Mama. You are not usually Kyai Aminudin call Budi." Khalil is seen nodding while scratching his chin.

Meanwhile Budi was already seen approaching where Kyai Aminudin was standing behind ndalem. Immediately after saying the greeting, Budi also kissed Kyai's hand several times.

"Oh, Son Budi. Sorry if I interrupted his break. I deliberately called Nak Budi here because I wanted to talk about some of the same things Nak Budi." Kyai Aminudin said as soon as Budi arrived before him.

"Don't hesitate, Kyai. Whenever Kyai needs me. I'm always ready to fulfill Kyai's call." Sahut Budi slightly bowed.

Kyai Aminudin nodded lightly.

"Sorry Kyai if I may ask, what would Kyai want to talk to me about?" Ask Budi then.

"This is How to Gudge." Kyai Aminudin sighed, "Did Mr. Nugroho have given word of the continuation of negotiations at that time?" Ask Kyai Aminudin without a stale ado.

"Negotiation?" Budi looked astonished and finally laughed, "Yes yes. About the father's proposal for Habiba, right, what Kyai meant?" Ask Budi then.

Kyai Aminudin nodded with a hint of his crisp laughter. "Son, you're right." Kyai Aminudin said afterwards. "How Do You Want to Be? Has Mr. Nugroho given any more news to Nak Budi?" Kyai Aminudin repeated his question.

"I'm sorry Kyai. But you have not given any more news about it because the last news from the mother, father this week is having business with some foreign investors so he said." Say a little proud.

"Excellent, Son Budi. Mr. Nugroho is a true businessman." Praise Kyai Aminudin. "Yes yes yes, maybe finished business affairs that Mr. Nugroho will only discuss again about negotiations at that time." Kyai Aminudin.

Budi slightly brought his body closer to Kyai Aminudin, "Sorry Kyai. What about Habiba?" Tanya Budi looked embarrassed.

Kyai Aminudin laughed and then patted Budi on the shoulder, "Nak Budi just calm down. About Habiba leave everything to me. Nak Budi knew for himself Habiba was his son obedient to me. Nak Budi must have been able to guess for himself what the decision of Habiba will be." Again Kyai Aminudin laughed.

Budi seemed happy to hear Kyai's words.

"Most importantly, Mr. Nugroho will soon realize my dream of building this princess cottage. Let's get more students later." Kyai Aminudin later said.

"Kyai take it easy. This is certainly not a difficult thing for my father. And my father always kept his promise Kyai." Sahut Budi boasts of his father.

"I believe it's Son of Budi." Again Kyai Aminudin patted Budi on the shoulder.

Without them noticing a girl with white skin had been observing and eavesdropping on their conversation. Then now the girl is seen running towards the outside of the ndalem through the side door. And there was a stuffing between the breaths that was also hunting.

With his head bowed and half running arrived just as he crashed into someone from the opposite direction.

"Ning Biba?"

"Aji Kang?"

Habiba appears to hide his face which now appears to be getting wet on both cheeks. Ajimukti had noticed that as well.

Habiba started rubbing both of his eyelids using the ends of the long sleeve t-shirts he was wearing.

"What's up, Ning?" Ajimukti ventured to ask even though there was little doubt trying to hold him back.

Habiba is still silent, he is still seen rubbing the tip of his shirt sleeve into both eyes. Her tears did not seem to stop.

Ajimukti is now a little confused about what to do. For the first time in his life, he faced a situation like this.

"I'm not papa, Kang." Suddenly the heavy voice of Habiba was heard softly between the silence of that moment.

"But it seems like something's not okay, Ning. Sorry if my word offends." Say Ajimukti flat.

Habiba sounded a heavy sigh. "Is Kang Aji not busy right now?" Ask later.

A little confused, actually he was waiting for Dullah who was going to the toilet. Ajimukti had said he would wait for him on the terrace of the pesantren mosque first. What if Dullah looks for her?

"No, Ning. It's this shit." In the end.

"My company is looking for the wind, Kang? Does Kang Aji not mind?" Ask Habiba later. His voice was much clearer this time.

Ajimukti looks jerky. Suddenly something felt rippling between his heart. It felt like pain all over his body. I don't know what encouragement in the end he could only nod lightly with Habiba's invitation.

Ajimukti allowed Habiba to go first while he followed Habiba behind.

Ajimukti did not know the purpose of Habiba where, he just followed the footsteps of Habiba.

Before long Habiba stopped at a cakruk around a rice field not far from the pesantren. The air here is quite fresh with the wind that blows occasionally. Quite shady too because this sacruk is made under a fairly large tree. On a certain day usually in this chakruk will be used as an impromptu stop for some people who are going to the market.

Habiba looks to take his breath in deep. Maybe if you do not know the current condition of Habiba will only think Habiba is enjoying the fresh air in this place. But Ajimukti currently knows that Habiba is not really looking to enjoy the fresh air in this place.

"Kang Aji was once faced with the position of having to choose?" Ask Habiba later.

Ajimukti slightly frowned. He did not know the direction of Habiba's current conversation.

"It can be clarified, Ning! Sorry I don't understand." Ajimukti looks ridiculous when saying that.

Habiba looks turned towards Ajimukti and looks a little throw smile.

"It's this rough way, Kang. Put landing. When Kang Aji has to choose Kang Aji's parents while Kang Aji does not want that choice or choose Kang Aji's own wishes that suit Kang Aji's future?" Said Habiba then still with a fixed view towards Ajimukti.

Ajimukti smiled, "I can't give a definite answer, Ning. Judging from the problem first. About the choice itself. Of course from the side of kindness. Which is more toward goodness and which leads to mudhoratan." Ajimukti breathed.

"Sorry, Ning. Does this have anything to do with the proposal I heard this late?" Ajimukti just directly punished his words.

Habiba was shocked. His eyes look wide. Maybe he asked where Ajimukti knew.

"Kok Kang Aji knows? Know from whom?" Habiba looks astonished .

Ajimukti smiled, "It doesn't matter where I know. But is that really so?" Ask Ajimukti more pressing.

Habiba frowned. He thought maybe Ajimukti knew from Budi. However, he is sure Budi must have spread this news to the students. Habiba nodded and then nodded lightly.

Ajimukti smiled, Habiba glanced at Ajimukti's smile which seemed to imply something.

"I don't know if this is a problem, Ning. But I can only suggest limited as Ning Biba's reference." Say Ajimukti later.

Habiba frowned, he was impatient with what Ajimukti would say after this.

"Try Ning Biba find out about a story of Khansa bint Khadzdzam. Maybe there Ning Biba will find something." Ajimukti uttered a slight smile towards Habiba.

"Khansa bint Khadzdzam?" Habiba's voice. Like remembering something.

"Yes. Aye! It might be useful for Ning Biba." Continue Ajimukti again.

Habiba is now a little able to breathe a little. At least he was sure Ajimukti did not carelessly give it one name. He was sure that there was something he would get from the story of the person Ajimukti mentioned.

Honestly, Habiba was curious at this moment. What is the story of Khansa bint Khadzdzam? For a moment Habiba glared. His gaze was fixed far between the expanse of rice before him which was so wide that it seemed to touch the sky far away at the front end of Sana.

Seriate...