FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 70 "Smara Seed"

*Fakharuddin Akhyar Al - Ameen

Ummik gave an envoy to Mbak Ulya so that to ndalem. He told Mbak Ulya to help cook Mbak Ufi and Iza. Santri who usually cooks in ndalem preparing food santri putra is sick, has been home since yesterday.

I was also in the kitchen observing the proximity of ummik, Ms. Ulya, and Iza. I'm jurinya. Go to the kitchen only if you want to taste food or request food.

"Mbak Ulya, ndak opo-opo to sampeyan Ummik aturi cook neng pawon ngene iki?"

Translation: (Mbak Ulya, it's okay, do you Ummik ask to cook in the kitchen like this?)

Sister Ulya santri is simple even though she is originally a ning. Many do not know because of his humble attitude, do not want to be poured.

"It's okay, Mik. Abah has also been brought to me."

"Pripun dhawuhe?"

Translation: (What does it say?)

"I if you want to rewang (help) in ndalem, do not have to wait to send."

"Actually Ummik ki rodok sungkan. Mugo - Mugo Ummik ndak kedosan lo. The sampeyan rido?" Ummik.

Translation: (In fact Ummik is a bit awkward. May Ummik be innocent. You're rida, right?)

"Goddessa. Just don't do it, Mik."

"Yo ndak ngono's. Mbok arep piye-piye sampeyan ki princess Kiai Karim. Sopo to, Ma'am, sing don't know Karo Abahe sampeyan?"

Translation: (Yes not so. However, you are also his favorite daughter Kiai Kariim. Who, after all, does not know your Abahmu?)

"Feel it too salty. Who cooked this?" I asked the question. I want to have an afternoon meal. Last meal was at eight this morning.

Mbak Ulya and Mbak Ufi automatically appoint Iza. My view was dragged towards Iza who was frying the bakwan.

"Salt figure?" (Salt cooked?) ummik. Ummik also tasted.

"Your house?"

Iza approached while looking down.

"Snap?"

"Tomorrow cooks for mercy."

Translation: (Tomorrow if cooking is not too salty)

"Ngapunten, Miss Nyai."

"Mangke dalu incandescent maneh, Za."

Translation: (Later massage again, Za)

I said, "Ummik even though almost every night Iza spied."

"Ummik seneng's. Ummik. Crochet pijetane."

Translated: (Ummik likes. Ummik. The massage feels)

The more days the three of them got closer. Almost every night I find Iza in ummik's room fulfilling ummik's request. While with the proposal, making ummik also looks very happy if with Mbak Ulya. They are both like children. The closeness of the two of them is different from the nearby ummik and Mbak Ufi.

Time is almost perfect. Ummik was ready to wait for worshipers by reciting the Koran on the terrace.

"Sir, let's take it forward" said Mbak Ufi.

Rice, vegetables in a large cauldron, side dishes in a large basin were lifted all to the side of the santri putra's room. Three princesses were brought in to help fill empty dishes with rice. Ma'am Ulya and Iza part that spilled vegetables on the plate. Ufi's mother divided her bakwakwan side dish earlier and sambal, but she still went to the kitchen to take warm tea.

As soon as the three of them finished putting everything down, the manager automatically rang the dinner sign bell ready. Santri-santri thronged in line before the six of them. Santri who is still in elementary school is sandwiched between santri-santri who are large.

I stood behind the six of them watching the activity. It was Ufi and Izalah who I saw most deftly. The dishes containing rice were already stacked. Mbak Ufi just put all the bakwan and sambelnya on the plate before lifted the santri who queue. Lastly, the part of Mbak Ulya and Iza who take vegetables, fill until the plate is full of gravy. Only about twenty minutes queue santri disperse.

"Za, eat, gih!" I said.

Ma'am Ulya automatically turned to me. Then, look at Iza.

"Less fat you are" I said as I approached them.

Iza avoided my sight. He tried to cull the cauldron into the kitchen again. He refused to be helped by Ulya.

"Hmm?"

"Who is he?"

"The magic is Ummik, right?"

"I mean since when was he in ndalem?"

"You missed the info, Ma'am, Ma'am."

"I saw him looking close to Ummik"

"Indeed." I took the rest of the bakwan. I ate.

"Fakhar, mbokyo ojo keep thithil-thithil ration santri," said ummik.

Translation: (Fakhar, do not continue to eat santri rations)

I glanced at his finger. Nothing shines there.

"Where's your ring?"

"Puntene. I'm loose, Gus. For the time being. I'm not good with the students who always ask that. Ask when our wedding date is. Much."

"Ooh. I'll go to the kitchen first. You go back to the cottage. Thanks for helping."

I walked from his side.

Ummik told Mbak Ulya immediately get ready to congregate. Then, accompany ummik darasan memorization.

"Za, have you eaten yet?"

Who looked at Ufi. Instantly chirping, "Gus, the crap attention to Mbak Iza. If Ning Ulya is jealous how?" She smiles. Folded his lips, then slowly paused.

I gave him a warning not to say anything in front of Iza. Ufi ma'am does sometimes joke with me like that.

"Have you eaten, Za?"

"Sampun, Gus," replied Ufi.

"Ufi's mother?"

"For instance, Gus." He also half-runs. Through my left side.

"Yet, Gus."

"If you want to focus on rote, stomach nutrition must also be considered. Unless you are fasting. If you are hungry, eat. Don't need to be detained. Tirakat ya tirakat. But, don't make it."

He just nodded.

"It's mature (say) to Ummik if you want to memorize?"

"Yet, Gus. I'm not ready."

"Ummik is patient. Trust me the same."

"Snapjeh. I know that, Gus."

This time he was brave enough to affirm his words. Because if he gets more silent, I'll get more curious.

"I thank you, Za, you have sincerely fulfilled Ummik's request every night. I know Ummik is not really tired. Ummik if you already like the santrinya so. I like to ask for his prayers even though for example it is not very necessary. Ummik likes manutan santri like you."

"Alhamdulillah. May I bless it."

"Yes. Aamiin's."

"Good luck to the man who will get you" my heart.

Sometimes I think if the fate of the arrival of Iza first happened than the proposal. Honey, it's just a tamanni. Good things that will not happen.

"Why didn't your parents come to bring you here?"

Iza hush.

Good evening. Have good night. Don't forget to pray and make a wish. If necessary read al-Falaq and an-nas as a plea for protection to Allah. Hope you sleep well. Hopefully the review is not tomorrow anymore. Hehe. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹