FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 142 "There's Another"
*Hafizah Palace
I haven't seen Ratna in a long time. Kangen. Like there was a situation? I hope he is healthy. But when can I meet him?
"Well, what's going on in there?"
Santri putra was scattered from his room. Gus Fakhar I saw carrying the yellow book in his hand, just as the santri had brought. When my brother has said (capek) often lectures outside, who else badnya if not Gus Fakhar.
"Gus, I want to see Ratna. Can it?"
"Later finish paying me to deliver. I'm also going to the convection check order. Just go with it, yeah. I want to meet with Mbak Ala and Mas Rayyan."
I nodded. Then, I pulled over. Walk aside page. Santri putra was still tiptoeing towards the musala. They occasionally glanced at me. I don't hesitate to throw a glance. But, not to return that gaze. I just imagined living in this pesantren. Staying with a status that is no longer santri. What will I be treated like?
Santri who was recently busy yawning. Justify the almost morlot sheath. He doesn't seem so excited. Then, arrange the sandals of his friends. Sitting for a while is like thinking about something. He was about twelve years old. Looks like a kid. Soon he got up and yawned again. His shabby white clothes were never ironed. The back cover is already brushed.
The red shoots in front of the ndalem were already a bit more lush than when I first set foot in this pesantren. Me and Ms. Ufi painstakingly water it every morning and evening. Other plants too. Although the last few months people are very fond of plants, in front of this ndalem has been full of plants since long ago. The ndalem family likes it not because it follows the trend. I'm leyeh-leyeh in front of ndalem after participating in activities murajaah two juzan together. I'm ready to go. But, santri putra activities have not been completed.
"Your house?"
I'm turning. "Ngeg, Miss Nyai?"
"Ojo lali. Covers DNA test results metu. Fakhar sing mundhut."
Translated: (Don't forget. The DNA test results will come out. But, let Fakhar take it)
"Snapjeh. Nyai ma'am, my permission to go out to see Ratna in Darul Amin."
"Nwow, Nduk?"
"Kangen, Miss Nyai."
"Woala. Ngggeh ndak. Nyuwun coiled Kang Bimo kink, Nduk."
Translate: (Woala. Yes it's okay. Ask Kang Bimo for help, Nduk)
"So Gus Fakhar offered to deliver me, Miss Nyai."
Actually in this position I will not have trouble if I want to go anywhere. Ms. Nyai Ridhaa certainly no longer dispute the closeness of me and Gus Fakhar. I remember something. But, Ning Ulya should also know about this because her wedding day is getting closer even though the preparations have not been heard.
"Nduk, Ummik nyuwun dongane mugo-mugo riyadohane Mbak Ulya smoothly, Nduk."
Translation: (Nduk, Ummik ask for his prayer may his tirakatannya Mbak Ulya smoothly, Nduk)
"Alhamdulillah. God willing I pray. Is it khatam, Nyai ma'am?"
"Key a week wingi."
Translation: (It was a week ago)
The riyadahan in question is the tyranny of the forty-day fast of monday Thursday routine except when the shar'i obstruction. Also during that time the santri must lay thirty juz bil-ghaib every day. Santri who managed to escape riyadahan is already guaranteed santri whose rote is mutqin. If not, certainly will not be able to murajaah a day khatam thirty juz. Not all santri who khatam immediately able to do it. Most of them are not confident. Some were initially able, but broke up in the middle of the road. Vacuum then. There are also those in the middle of it attacked by disease until entering the hospital were finally taken home, all but pulled away.
"Insyaaallah, Nduk, lek tirakatane wis completed, ijab qobule held."
Translation: (God willing, Nduk, if the tirakatannya already samlung, ijab kabulnya called)
That's a sign that Bu Nyai Ridhaa and Kiai Bahar are already confident in the results of DNA tests that will come out later. I can only surrender.
The Darul Amin.
Since Gus Fakhar and I were coming, the guards in front did not ask much, they immediately opened the gate. But, don't close it anymore. Activity in Darul Amin was quiet as usual. They work according to the responsibilities assigned to each. The task of the men take care of the cows and take care of the chickens in the back. The women in the kitchen.
"Gus, I'm going to Ratna's room first."
Just taking a step forward, I saw Ratna carrying something in her hands. He has not realized my arrival.
"Rabella?" I'm yelling.
Ratna spontaneously ran. Didn't realize she was pregnant.
"It's getting fatter, huh, now?"
He's nodding. From the expression I see now, it looks like he's been better. She's ecstatic. Maybe it's okay if I tell you about Yazeed's situation now.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Bread" he answered like a child.
"I want to touch your stomach."
He grimaces funny. Let me hold it.
"It's hard, if you get pregnant like this?"
Kontan she laughed.
"Heavy. That's why I'm fat now."
"The signs are more diligent drinking milk, right?"
"He.emhaha. Yazeed, isn't it, pay attention to me, Zah. Seriously. She's a real good one. Just as good as Doctor Maher."
"Doctors who talk to you often?"
"Yes. Yazeed met me almost every night, just how I was. Unfortunately, he has not been seen for two days. You're here to see him too, right?"
I smile. "Yes. He's a good guy, Ratna."
"Well, we're sitting on those rocks" I said.
Ratna rounded her gaze. I'm happy to see it's as quiet as it is now. Yazeed is so trustworthy. He has been very meritorious to Ratna's health so far.
"You know where Yazeed is?"
"Know."
"Where?"
"But, promise you can't cry, yeah."
"Kok crying, Zah? Why the hell?"
"Now he's in the hospital."
"Who's sick?" His tone began to worry.
"Yazeed."
"Haaaah? What's he sick of? How can no one tell us?"
"It's healing soon."
"I want to look at him, Zah." He's risen. His nose changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.
I feel like I've been talking wrong. I don't think it's gonna be okay if I tell him. He was whining like a child.
I held both his hands. "He's all right. Healing soon. Just got a little cut."
"Are you serious? You're not gonna let me meet him, are you?"
"I met yesterday. So I know his condition. He's doing fine. The day after tomorrow may.yes.also has come home."
"Really?"
"Yes really." Although, I don't really know for sure.
Yazeed's contribution to Ratna, Ratna to the best. Is that also proof that Ratna actually misses the affection of people who used to love her so much?
"Ratna, I need to ask you something. Sit down, yeah!"
We sit down again.
"What, Zah?"
"Have you come back yet?"