FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 55 "Task Mark"

*Nizami's Ibban

"Oh my God, she is a woman..." I can't continue my own words.

In fact, I have a plan to introduce him to mother directly, whether the day. After learning the reality I just heard, it felt impossible. My mother never wanted me to get in touch with anything and anyone related to the ban.

I was also forced to not be able to meet the requests of Fizah and Ratna because of which I might take them to the boarding school. I canceled the offer. Condolent, impolite, and of course santri is never taught to lie to his own teacher. Must explain what it looks like when sowan facing kiai and bu nyai. For a while, I decided to let them go. I won't recklessly decide something while still being carried away by emotions and feelings. I watched them until they disappeared from my perspective.

I'm h-home. Speed in the same direction, ahead of their slow steps. Once at home, I tried to find a solution by taking ground coffee in a jar. It was still a little, a gift from the next door neighbor whose son often came to ask me to teach him to do schoolwork. Five minutes after brewing. I took her to the living room.

With the door slightly open, I sat slipping my legs over the chair beside me. Then, sip a little coffee that is still very hot. If there was a baristas sitting in front of me. Waiting for me to finish his coffee.

I began to think how I could get a prospective wife who is righteous, according to my conscience and mother's wishes. Maybe it's enough I hold the will of the father who wants me to focus on maturing science. However, my science and age I think it is more than enough to be a provision for sailing the household ark with the woman I have been waiting for. After I thought Fizah was a woman who maybe in the future she would be a decent woman, apparently I was faced with another honesty. My hopes of the next three to four years, I will marry her wear off instantly after hearing the desperate statement from her mouth.

I don't know how far he's been playing around with a lot of men, whether he really wants it or not. I don't know if he's holy or not. What is clear is the possibility is very close to the ugliness. In my shadow, I only wanted to marry a woman whose chastity was completely awake.

"Astagfirullah. I've been far too prejudiced."

Another whisper said I was wrong to leave the two of them stuck in the streets. I went back to sipping coffee that was not as hot as before.

"Should I find a contract out of town? But, the chances are it remains unsafe. Men like them will keep looking until they can, "my inner self.

Whispers by whispers tell me to pity them.

"Fizah and Ratna will also be arrested if I report them to the police. Why did you get to a place like that?" I let out a breath.

"Did Mini know?"

Looks like Fizah hasn't been honest with Bu Mini. He will definitely close the problem from his family. And, I also do not need to tell stories from the news to all the ears of the citizens, then Bu Mini will be overwhelmed with heartache because of thinking about fate, the future of Fizah who is hailed as a favorite child.

Shown where they're going. If only in Tulungagung alone, they can be found. However, if God did make him go to the pesantren, without my help they would have gotten there somehow. I exhaled many times. Not deciding on a step.

I knew I shouldn't look at their status and background if my intention was to really help them. But, honestly I couldn't take it to the boarding school because in the end I had to tell everyone who I was carrying. For me it was very disrespectful. Meanwhile, Fizah and Ratna definitely did not want that.

"My savings won't be enough if I rent out the rent for both of them. I haven't sent money to Ibuk."

I'm silent for a moment.

I raised the glass again. "Am I trying to bring him here, but what do the people say?" Two sips after that.

"Maybe I should make a calculation with both of them."

"Fizah, why do you have to be so goddamn with that filthy place? What's your real reason? If your arrival in that place is on a voluntary basis, are you not ashamed of your Koran? How many men have you dated?" I was worried about being suddenly deaf after hearing that answer."

I regret his situation. Very sorry about that. She's a beautiful woman. Another charm. In fact, I can see God in both eyes. However, the sound that sounds very close, it turns out further if the more heard. How many secrets he was hiding. Honey, it happened. He has to face the risk.

The phone in my pocket rang. Incoming messages.

"Sir Ibban, you're coming, right? I'm waiting for magrib, sir."

Sister Rubia sent me a portrait of the dining table that was full of food. I thought there was an event until I had to be invited to his house. With an unofficial invitation.

..."God willing. Result magrib*** and direct sliding."...

"okay."

"Where are you now? Are you going to another city? And, how much money did you bring?" I didn't realize I was still hanging a cup between my index finger and thumb. I put it on the table.

Silent, silent, absence of singing.

My cup is full of the shadows of your face.

My ear canal whispered a voice,

that seems to be from you.

"Astag." I lift the cup in front of me. I spent the rest while I went back.

Ba'da magrib's. Since I did not know what the event was, I did not change my clothes after going to the congregation at the nearest musala. Gloves and cocoa milk chocolate. As usual I'll wear a jacket if I go out at night on the bike.

On the way to Rubia's house, I deliberately slowed down the pace. There's hope I can find Fizah and Ratna by the side of the road. I'll give them the fare. Where have they been these nights? I didn't find them along the highway until I stopped at the gragalan crossroads. They may be looking for other schools in their own way. And, I just thought, the parlors are also a safe place for them. They can be caretakers for orphans.

Arrived at Rubia's house. The security guard opened the gate.

"Assalamu'alaikum?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. What's the show tonight, Mom?"

"What, yo? It seems like there is no show. Monggo went straight in. Earlier, Mbak Rubi ordered Mas Ibban to go straight in.

Thank you for waiting...... 😃🙏