FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 154 "Effort to Derive"

*Yazeed Akiki Mubarak

The most fun ritual for me is smoking under the dim lights of the house. While watching the face of the night that I thought was always gloomy since I returned to live alone. Also when Kiai Bahar and Bu Nyai Ridhaa came to the house to answer my proposal. I noticed that the flower kusuma wijaya is blooming so not as beautiful as last night. While feeling a little pain in my stitch scar, I sipped the tip of the cigarette that tonight did not feel so good.

Ba'da magrib, Kiai Bahar and Bu Nyai Ridhaa came to the house to bring a lot of souvenirs. From the beginning I knew, their arrival only made clear what Tsaniya had said two days ago.

"Look, Kiai. Sejatosipun ket wingi kula kaliyan Umine niki kepengen follow mriki. But, kranten wonten show dateng lodge, hajat niki ngggeh duncanceled."

Translate: (Look, Kiai. Actually from yesterday, I and Uminya wanted to come here. But, since there was an event at the lodge, this wish was postponed)

"Pripun (how), Yi, Yazeed's proposal?" Abah asked.

"Sakderenge. Kula lan Umine Tsaniya ajenge frankly mawon. Sakderenge panjengan dugi, Tsaniya sakmeniko sampun pikantuk jodo. Mugi Mas Yazeed angsal langkung sae."

Translated: (Previous to apologize. Me and Uminya Tsaniya will be straightforward. Before the banjenengan came, Tsaniya was already getting a mate. I hope Mas Yazeed gets better)

"Why, Kiai? Have you been betrothed?" ask ummi.

"Sakderenge kula ngertos Fizah niku Tsaniya, jodone Tsaniya alhamdulillah until determined. Kula saestu nyuwun."

Translation: (Before I knew Fizah was Tsaniya, the soul mate of Tsaniya alhamdulillah already determined)

"Oooooh. Darling lo. In fact, O Allah I am glad Yazeed found a suitable woman. But, it doesn't seem like a soul mate, Bah, yes. Duuuuh." Ummi frankly said his disappointment. Even though I was the first to introduce Fizah to the parents, they had fallen in love since the first time they saw Tsaniya. They are the most eager to immediately give the ring penset.

"Ngapurane yo, Mas."

"Yes, Yi. Hopefully what Kiai decides will be the best decision for Tsaniya."

There's no way I'm showing them my wishful face.

"When is the wedding?"

"Inshaallah lek sodoyone until it is done, Fakhar sampun simah, will be held soon. Pangestune mawon" replied Nyai Ridhaa.

Translation: (God willing, if everything is done, Fakhar is married, it will be done soon. Please pray only)

"Kula and Umine Tsaniya dongakne mugi-mugi mbenjang pikantuk jodo ingkang salihah."

Translation: (I and Uminya Tsaniya pray for a godly soul mate)

After the conversation, they came home, I was worried about the others.

"What if at Fakhar's wedding, the two humans infiltrated there?" muttered.

I'm calling Kang Toyo. "Here!"

From across the phone, he agreed.

Echoes of remembrance are still going on in the hall together. Continued with the study of policy fiqh with abah. I'm Kang Toyo tiptoeing out of there.

"What if it happens?" The tip of my forefinger banged on an iron trellis. I smoked my cigarette again. Still not as smart as usual. Over time he ran out with a suction count that I don't know how much. I threw his butts in any place.

Clattering footsteps hunting fast up the stairs. "Yes, Gus?"

"Sit down!"

"If Fakhar's wedding date is set, at that time I send you six men to guard the entrance. I don't want those two people disguised as invited guests, then screwed up in there. Don't let him hurt Tsaniya in the least. Understand you?"

"Understood, Gus. Should we talk about this to Kiai?"

"No need. They just don't need to know. Let's just say nothing will happen. We have to be able to guarantee that the wedding is going to go on."

"Gus, but not if they come later we can directly report it to the police."

"His arrest try not in the pesantren area. Must be rowdy."

"That means we should be able to lure them out, huh Gus?"

"Yes. I'll tell you the next news."

*Tsaniya Tabriz

After coming home from Sarangan Lake, I came home like someone who was being caught something. Clunky. I hid my hand. In fact, in the car Kang Bimo also seemed to want to ask me what I was talking about with Yazeed. He noticed me and Yazeed wearing the same bracelet. But, at least I can still trust Kang Bimo will not divulge my meeting today without me asking him to keep it a secret.

Kang Bimo who was still behind me said, "Rather than being questioned by Abah and Ummik, mending his bracelet is kept, Ning."

I'm turning. Whispering, "But, I promise I'll keep wearing it."

"Conditional course to, Ning, Ning."

"Ehmm.ya I've already fucked Kang Bimo aja."

Kang Bimo smiled faintly.

"Kang, Kang?"

We looked at it together. Ummik clapped his hands to call Kang Bimo in the middle of the door. Kang Bimo preceded my step. Walk near ummik with a slight bend. I followed after hurriedly removing my bracelet. I put it in my pocket.

"Nembe teng pundi, Kang?" (Just where, Kang?)

"New streets to Sarangan Lake, Mik."

"Well sopo?" (Who with whom?)

"Woah, cobo upamane Ummik understands. Ummik wants to be tipped. I'm sampeyan tumbas opo, Nduk, why not some opo-opo?"

Translated: (Oooh, try if Ummik knows. Ummik wants to be tipped. What did you buy, Nduk, why don't you bring anything?)

"Bracelet, Buk," I answered a little hesitantly.

Thank goodness after that I was allowed to leave. Ummik sent Kang Bimo to buy something.

The event was solemn. After it's over at eleven o'clock in the evening. Santri-santri caretakers, in particular, they are still pacing back and forth to clean up the mosque of the son's cottage. Two santri brought a large sack that was ready to be filled with cardboard and used glass of mineral water. Mbak Ufi and Mbak Nuansi lift dirty dishes that are clean from the rest of the rice. So was I who was still outside the house.

"Dooorr."

I looked at it for a moment. Bang Fakhar touched my shoulder rough.

"Where did you meet?"

"So make me upset, Bang."

"Dek, your wedding is soon lo. It's only two weeks later that the marriage begins."

"In As-Salam, right?"

"hey are. Automatically after that you marry. Maybe a month after that."

"That dhawuh (say) is so what?"

"about. You get ready, yeah. I hope that when your marriage comes, your heart will accept everything. Yes if a month is too fast, ask Abah to be given loose first two months."

"Yes," I don't get excited.

"It's night. You should rest. Focus on the same as memorization. One day, you will be the successor to the Ummik struggle. If a month you can memorize one and a half juz, yes appreciable, Dek. Two years inshaallah already khatam. Many sunnah prayers."

"Yes. Bang, can I borrow the wine?"

"Make what? Dah mallems. Yuk, bobok."

"The nanya's pen is reportedly Yazeed bentar. Can, huh? It's Ibuk news too. Ibuk."

Bang Fakhar took it out of his pocket. "Take it. Tomorrow morning you take it."

I gave him a faint smile.

"Thank you, Bang."

Actually, if this late, I would have slept. I just sent a voice message. Tick one. Mother who has never known advanced technology, must rarely hold a mobile phone. Especially if my mother also felt I no longer need to worry because it was in a safe and proper place.

"Yaz?" My intention was just testing. Maybe he hasn't slept.

Right enough. Two minutes later the tick turned blue.

Incoming call. I swiped over the green button.

📞"Assalamu'alaikum, Yaz?"

📞"Wa'alaikumussalam Ning Ayu."

Kontan I laughed a little.

📞"Why laugh?" His tone sounded so soft and soft.

📞"You should sleep, Yaz. You're still recovering, right?"

📞"Today I smoked five times." His laughter was half-caught.

📞"Yes Allah, Yaz. How are you?"

📞"I need someone like you, Ning. Who understands my situation."

📞"One more time I'm sorry."

📞"You haven't slept yet?" He switched the conversation. Like not hearing my apologies.

📞"You said my brother's wedding is two weeks away. Maybe the invitation will be right up to your house."

📞"Before you get married, may I have something from you?"

This thump was stirring for a moment.

📞"What?"

📞"You're already in a state of complete readiness. I ask you not to marry me if you have any doubts. You don't have much time."

📞"Then, what about you, Yaz? Are you gonna be okay?"

📞"Good or bad, you don't have to take care of that anymore. Remember that! Your existence is not safe. When you're married, I believe you'll always be safe. Even if it's not with me."

📞"Sorry, Yaz."

📞"Already, yes. Good night."