FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 62 "Sudden Comes to Greetings"

*Nizami's Ibban

Mas Bayu called me last night. My mom asked me to come home. My mother is sick and wants to see me. He was treated at home. It's just that I have asthma treatment. The last year has never been relapsed. And, said Mas Bayu just yesterday afternoon ibuk kumat. Now I still have a lot of rest. For the sake of that request, I cannot refuse. I left the sociology of education and fiqih muamalah course with six SKS in three classes.

Still on the way. A few minutes to get home. Mas Bayu called. I'm covering the edge.

📞"Yes, Mas. How's mom?"

📞"The cost is worse. It's a trip to the hospital. You go straight to the general hospital."

📞"Okay." My phone just threw it. Gaspitch.

Twenty-five minutes later.

"Syafakillah."

"Aamiinu. Zam, Miss Rubia piye (how)?"

I was still focused on looking at my mom.

"Mister Rubia has been honest with you?"

"What?"

"Le, you're an adult. If there are women like to be noticed the characteristics."

"I actually know. But, I can't respond to her feelings."

"Who will be Ibuk's son-in-law?"

"God has prepared, Buk. Focus on how to be healthy again."

"Zam, what if my age is not long enough until you get married?"

"Hubby. Sampun (as it were). That's my business. I don't have to say anything.

"Have you met Rubia?"

"It has. I've invited the night grave."

"It's a special event to bring you together Rubia. Do you understand ndak?"

"Kok Ibuk even knows?"

"Tuesday, early in the morning, Rubia came here, Zam. He helped me cook."

"Continue?"

"Obuk Symbol. Yeah, well, he's talking about you."

With my eyes still looking at my mother's eyes.

"Sir Rubia was honest with Ibuk. He likes you. He's been steady on you, Le. You understand that. His parents agreed. I actually agreed too. Stay how you are."

"Paklek, Paklek married Mr. Mustika" said my cute nephew.

He went in alone.

"Where's father?"

"Dad met Mamah outside. Surely we want to stay home again," he said then cheerfully. Ibuk. "Yes, right, Ti?" He's fucking mom's chest.

"Eyang Ti is still sick. Here Paklek pangku."

"Emoh." He devoured a large loli candy in his hand.

"Marry with Mustika."

He pulled out of the room.

"He's not married yet, Buk?" Change your view.

"Yet. There's a family problem he said."

"Zam, two days ago he came here and begged Ibuk so he could see you. He said he wanted to say something."

"Then did I tell you the address of Nizam's house?"

"Yes. Pitying mother. But, Ibuk also talked maybe this week you go home. Probably emergency. He's been to your boarding house, Zam?"

"Yet. There's no way he can get to Tulungagung. He can go that far. Moreover, she already has a future husband."

"Come, Zam. Zam, the afternoon naji that your men take care of is getting less and less. Mbah Dalang just two weeks ago open it..hmm.les-lesan karawitan. Little kids here on like."

"Why can they not pay?"

"Same hours. Afternoon. What does Mbah Dalang mean to do that."

I reached into the phone immediately. I'm calling Mas Amrul. He is the head of TPQ.

📞"Hello assalamu'alaikum?"

📞"Yes, Mas Nizam. Wa'alaikumussalam."

📞"How are you?"

📞"Alhamdulillah healthy born inner. Tumben, Mas?"

📞"Said Ibuk naji sorenya deserted?"

📞"That's real, Mas. Children move carawitan."

📞"I know the art has been very ingrained for residents here. We better give up. You find another clock. Magrib."

📞"Loh, Mas, who's next if the clock is replaced?"

📞"The problem when we announced that July, Duha, Fina, Arkan, and Udin have agreed the clock. Fina and Arkan work night shifts. It's been passed."

📞"Lobbed again. It should be changed hours. You five kudu can maintain the afternoon naji. Pity the children if they can't pay. Understand you? No one resigns. Don't worry about work. I wait for the next news. "

📞"Good, Mas. Mature suwun his advice."

📞"If there is any problem directly notify me. Don't leave it for long."

I put it in my pocket again.

"Zam, I want to go home. You just talk to the doctor. I feel good after I see you."

"Yes, I'll ask you."

"Zam, cobo to that you call Miss Rubia. The one with the picture is lo, Zam. What's name?"

"Video call, Buk."

"Yes that's the point. Video call Mrs Rubia now, Le. I want to talk."

For the sake of pleasing mom, I called Mama Rubia. Answer directly. I gave my phone to my mother.

📱"Assalamu'alaikum, sir.eh, njenengan, Ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum?"

📱Busy start with a smile. "Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullah, Ma'am. How healthy, right?"

📱"Alhamdulillah. My mom is healthy too. Loh, but this is just like in a hospital?"

📱"Yes. But, Rubia's mother doesn't have to worry about Ibuk. Ibuk is going home later. Not staying here continue. Rame, Ma'am."

📱"What pain to, Mom?"

📱"Seek a little, Ma'am."

📱I said, "Maklum Ibuk rarely stops doing housework."

📱"Back. You have to take care of your health, ma'am."

📱"Tomorrow healed. Nizam came home, yes Ibuk must be healed. It's just a sick cry." Mother laughed a little. Following Rubia's laughter.

📱"Mbak Rubia should be patient, yes. I'm just patient."

Rubia did not immediately reply. But, I myself understand what mom meant.

📱"Oh, the, ngggeh. God willing I am patient. The key is that. Just pray, Mom."

📱"Definitely. I'm also on a business."

📱"Ngoten (so)?"

📱"Yes should."

They are both so happy. I gave my phone to me.

📱"It's hard to rest, Ma'am."

📱"Yes, Sir. May it be healthy always."

📱"Aamiin. Assalamu'alaikum?"

📱"Wa'alaikumussalam."

"It's not hard to force you to accept Rubia. Who is running your wedding. One more important thing, not because your mother wants to marry him. No, yea. That's my mom's message."

"Yes, Buk."

"There's actually a woman I'd like to introduce to Ibuk. Not Miss Rubia," my inner self.

"Where are they now?"

"Maybe they've gone far in search of the safest place."

I'm talking to myself.

"Assalamu'alaikum?"

My mother and I answered in unison.

"Mother?"

Mas Bayu came with mbak. Ibuk cried to meet the tight embrace mbak.

"Have you been healthy?"

"It's healthier, Nduk. Why haven't you been here in a long time?"

"I'm sorry, Buk. I am focused on working in the office. Overtime often."

Ibuk. "So you're busy now, Nduk?"

"That's better for me."

"Sit, Ma'am!" I said.

"You healthy, Zam?"

"healthy. Thank goodness."

He whispered to Mbak, "Nduk, try to refer you. I miss your mood first."

Ma'am just responds to a smile.