FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 87 "Hosting the Criteria Ibuk"

*Nizami's Ibban

After returning from the ndalem Kiai Bahar, I made a pilgrimage at the tomb of Kiai Haji Abdurrahman the founder of the Tegalrejo Ancient Mosque in 1835 AD in Tegalrejo, Semen. Fifteen minutes there, then stop by the food stall.

"Zam, Ibuk is still confused. What are the names of the two of them?"

"What do I mean by Fizah and Ratna?" I was chewing.

"Yes, Le. Why do they confess to Zahra and that's who Rinai is."

"Because they don't know us yet. They had to use pseudonyms. Reasonable, Buk. We're strangers." That is what Ratna and Fizah meant. But, I won't explain the reason behind it.

"Yes, Le. But..." Ibuk. "Yes uwislah (yes you have it). Do you know him?"

"Yes, just Buk. His mother's name is Mini. Sendang's house. Not far from the contract. I'll tell you the picture." I opened my cell phone gallery. I once secretly took pictures of Bu Mini, Fizah, and the Eldest.

"Here, Buk."

I grabbed my phone.

"This is it, yes, the white itself? Look the most ayu, Zam. Come on, Zam." I looked at me enthusiastically. Then, immediately the basin of the smile bloated.

"Why, Buk?"

"The big miss Rubia, Zam." I put down the spoon.

Not kunyana that I will meet in the pesantren is in fact even Fizah. I also became reluctant. Other than because I still remember what I did that afternoon, I realized I couldn't expect it. Sorry can be hard for me to accept, let alone ask for his love. From his eyes I understood. From his strict tone when heard proves he was angry with me. However, to be honest if it wasn't for Kiai Bahar being her intermediary, I wasn't entirely sure she would be a good match for me. As a student, a murabbi's confidence becomes my gambit. When I resigned, Fizah came as the only option after the absence of Rubia. A seventeen-year-old woman who doesn't look like her age.

"God willing Rubia is calm."

Mother's lips crept as she closed her eyes. It looks like he's giving a fatihah gift to Rubia. I followed.

When the eyes opened, she immediately said something, "Zam, if you look for a soul mate like Mba Rubia yo, Le. Fine, pretty, well-mannered. Neco-neko. The most important thing is to have a good background, Zam. So you have to understand a little of his life. Anyway, Le, pick the neko-neko."

"If Fizah?"

"It's not really a good fit, Le. Like something's up. But, most of that is because Ibuk is not yet familiar. If the same mother Rubia ibuk already understand a little."

"What does she think? Just a glance, Buk."

"Hud to understand. I dare not judge, Le. How about tomorrow's example you take to Fizah's house?"

"Hum would have loved it if he had heard the story his mother told him. In her story, she's amazing, Buk," my inner self.

"But, by the way, Zam, if I see him he's young. Younger than Rubia, right?"

"Still seventeen, Buk."

My eyes are half glared. "Well, eleven years difference from you?"

"That's it, Buk."

"Yes, it's opo-opo. He doesn't look very young either. Adult I mean Ibuk, Zam."

"Bringing, Buk."

"Are you sure of yourself?"

"I'm resigned, Buk. Besides the intercession is also Kiai."

"Zam, Zam, you're a pinter. But, your school alone sing (the) pinter. Jodo wae digolekne (stupid only found). If you haven't really gotten a spell, you better find it yourself, Zam. You're all grown up. The soul mate must be found. Ibuk now wis (already) is up. I won't interfere. Ibuk's message, yes, the one you held. Don't get a girl who isn't real."

And, I don't know who the real Fizah is. There was disappointment in her face when I told her. Right now my decision is just a resignation. I'll follow the existing path. I will not force myself and force anyone. One important thing I need to keep in mind is the disgrace of Fizah in that place. Let it remain secret forever among those who know, whether I will eventually mate with him or not.

The next day after I taught. Arrive at Bu Mini's house when the magrib time table commences. We were offered prayers at his home. Rather than delay, I agreed to the offer. Only ten minutes, then we were welcome to sit in the living room chair.

"Mas Nizam, how's Fizah doing, Mas? Ibuk kuangen this dump. A month of lo."

"Duh Gusti, thank God. I really listen to him. Where's the cottage, Mas?"

"Magician, Ma."

"God be pious. How about uadoh (away) once?"

"Near by, Mom. Yesterday, I actually just called him. He ordered something. Monggo if you want to go there. This week I'm delivering."

"It's really busy you puengen, Mas. But, Ibuk has no allowance for Fizah."

"There Fizah is assured, ma'am. He's close to Kiai."

"Alhamdulillah. Ratna how?"

Just crossed my head. "I mean Fizah who was yesterday at her friend's house, huh?" my inner.

"Nluren. Kirangan, Mum." (Sorry. Less know, Bu)

"Sampeyan mboten meet?" (You didn't meet?)

"Not yet."

Mini looked at my mother. "Bu, kula matur sembah nuwun sanget. His son is already helping my son to the cottage."

Translated: (Mom, I'm very grateful. My son helped my son to the cottage)

My face is half confused. But, I nodded at the sentence of Bu Mini. "Kiss, Jeng. Yes, that is Nizam. Hope the cottage is good."

Bu Mini quickly secure.

"But there is something..."

I immediately cleared up. Pretend throat drag. And, coincidentally at the table also has not been treated to drinking water.

"Loh, uh, this table's still empty. Sepurane (sorry), Mas Nizam."

"Have you told me about Kiai Bahar's offer?"

"Yes, Zam."

"Don't, Buk. Anytime. Let me talk to myself."

"You want to know what kind of woman Fizah is."

And, Bu Mini actually bothered to take out wakul (place of rice) containing corn rice.

"It just so happens that the name is still. Monggo while drinking first. There's an orange, Mas."

"Don't bother, Mom," I said.

"Here is mboten (no). Just a minute, Mom." He went back to the kitchen.

"Zam, judging from his house and his mother, she's probably a simple woman, Le."

"Hud right. He also has many accomplishments."

"What achievement, Mas Nizam?" Bu Mini.

"It's okay, Mom." I saw there was a lodeh yesterday, a foreign fish, vegetable lalapan and onion sauce. "It has. This is enough, Mom."

"Where's it going, Mom?"

"It was to anu.it was to Bara's house."

God willing ahad is working up again, nggeh. May everything be healthy always.. Happy reading. 💗💗