FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 143 "The Plan of Gus Fakhar"

*Hafizah Palace

She shook her head. "Better I'm here. I don't want to remember it anymore. After all, they already thought I was dead, didn't they, Zah? Let it stay that way until later."

But, what if one day Ratna was betrothed? Ratna's position is like mine. I'm sure someone will ask Ratna.

"Well, what if someone proposes to you?"

"Apply me, Zah?"

"Yes. We need a guardian."

"I don't know what you mean, Zah. Lately I've been dreaming about Yazeed. Either way."

"You miss your parents, don't you?"

"I'm not sure."

"I think so. Because the only one who cares about you right now is Yazeed. Yazeed's good to everyone, Ratna."

"I don't think so either. There's another feeling, Zah."

I smile. "You only miss someone who used to love you. Your heart says that, but you don't realize it. It's natural. You have to be strong, yes. We're strong together."

***

If I recall one more time the offer I had given Yazeed, he had agreed to be ready to wait for me. He wants to help me find out who my parents are. I was planning on telling him because after that agreement he was entitled to know. He should know. But I'm considering it again. I'd better tell you about it after the DNA test results come out. I also don't want to make Yazeed think too hard. He must heal first.

I say goodbye to Ratna.

The Convection of Gus Fakhar.

At first they thought I was Gus Fakhar's future wife. But, one of them was already familiar with exactly who Ning Ulya was. Then Gus Fakhar said honestly I am a ndalem servant. It was also impossible for Gus Fakhar to go out alone with Ning Ulya without Kang Bimo. It is more reasonable if Gus Fakhar came out with ndalem.

Thankfully the employees seemed ordinary as we talked lightly. Asking questions is like someone new to know. One of them even had a conversation about his daughter who was still in elementary school. Want to go to the cottage, but also want to memorize the Koran. Which one should come first? This is according to my personality. There really is no need. Just stay adjusted interest only. Even if both can go hand in hand, it doesn't matter. But, seeing the interest of the child is much more important because it is the interest that will encourage the learning process of the child.

It was just that there were other considerations that could be seen from both sides. External factors: memorize the mufradat and know the science of nahwu will indeed support the process of memorization itself. Meanwhile, internal factors in terms of quality and quantity of learning: good memory and friendliness in reading the Quran also makes it easier for anyone to memorize the Quran. Because memorizing khatam is not definitely influenced by one's intelligence even though it can be his main focus. Many of them have ordinary abilities, but they can complete them. I explained it in informal language. The young female employee listened to me carefully until she had to stop her work.

A few minutes later, Ning Ala and Gus Rayyan arrived. I greeted Ning Ala who was smiling first as soon as she entered the door. It turns out she was pregnant.

"New employee, huh?" askinya.

"No, Ning."

He observed my gloved style. "Oh, ma'am ndalem for sure? Aye, right?"

I nodded.

"Gus Fakhar's future wife wasn't invited, Ma'am?"

I shook my head in doubt. Ning Ala furrowed her brows. Like feeling awkward.

"Are you two?" That question seemed to be ascertaining his other conjecture.

"Yes, Ning."

I was invited into Gus Fakhar's meeting room. But, I refused. Because I also feel disinterested here. I'm more comfortable chatting with employees.

"Sir, by the way you with the bushy is quite similar, anyway," said the employee in black hijab.

The others watched my face. I was awkward for a moment. Some justify it, but some throb not fix it.

The sun is rising. My stomach's rumbling. I hold it with both hands. Shame to be heard. I refused when I was offered a meal at Darul Amin and at Convexian. Gus Fakhar who is focusing on driving is just a mangosteen to hear western pop music titled will always love you. My stomach feels like it's getting squeezed. I didn't realize I was moaning.

"Why, Iz?" Gus Fakhar.

I'm staring. "It's okay, Gus."

"Mstrual pain? Tell me if it is. I bought the drug at the pharmacy."

"No, Gus."

"Lha continues? You mules want to shit?"

I'm shaking.

"Continue?"

There was a sound that made the corners of his lips instantly widen.

"Say me if you're hungry. Wasn't offered a meal?"

"Outdated, Gus. But I refuse."

After breakfast we went straight home. The DNA test will be taken later this afternoon. Gus Fakhar just got a call from the hospital.

"Hopefully Ummik's conjecture has been right all along."

"Gus, I have a request."

"What?"

"Is it not better to tell Ning Ulya everything? Looks like he thinks I and I'm doing nothing."

"Yes, he'll know."

"Gus, you're really going to marry her, right, if the DNA test results come out?"

"Until Tsaniya is really present among us. I'm sure Tsaniya is you, Iz. I can't wait. I'll be the first to tell Santri everything. I'll prepare something for you."

I smiled thinly. There's nothing I can give you but that.

"Later to go to college together, yeah."

"Where's the plan, Gus?"

"You're going to Holland."

"It was just my dream, Gus. Memorization is still a mess anyway. Memorizing while in college can also. If I'm with you, be well. I look at it every day."

"Who's handling the activities of the cottage, Gus."

"Uly." She laughs.

"Loh, cook activities son held Ning Ulya, Gus?"

"Santri seniors are a lot of pinters. Or did you marry me, Iz?" She smiles.

"Say I have a dream first?"

"Yes yes. Just kidding. Fuck up!" He's laughing at me.

"Or, we go to college together when you're married. Your memorization must have been completed. The one holding your husband's cabin and Ala."

I was immersed in the conversation unconsciously. I imagine that momentum would be very pleasant. See the Netherlands in person. But, actually I don't have a discourse exactly what I'm going to look for there. Obviously, I suddenly wanted to study there.

"Iz, may the angels hear our current conversation."

I gave him a smile, but my mind also guaranteed. My smile felt inexhaustible. The Netherlands is clearly in my mind. The outside felt like it was snowing. The rice fields turned into fields of tulips and lavender. The tower is transformed into a windmill tower. The Netherlands is far away. But my dreams can fly there. Either God will approve of it or not. My hunger was gone.

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