FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 92 "Fin"

*Nizami's Ibban

I sat in front of the ndalem while playing a cell phone. Answering my student and student questions in chat.

Looking straight ahead, I thought. Fizah's attitude towards me is getting colder. However, when I accidentally passed in front of the kitchen, there were two people who looked very familiar. I thought Ufi and Gus Fakhar. It turns out that the woman who stood washing dishes in the sink was Fizah. He and Gus Fakhar were cleaning the dirty utensils they had just used for cooking.

Then came out a woman wearing yellow flip-flops. He fixed the end of the veil while revealing a sour face. There was something sparkling on his left ring finger. It appears to be an engagement ring. I don't know who he is. But I think he is also a ndalem. He collided with Ufi Ma'am who was carrying clean plates and glasses.

At the place where I sat, I could hear their conversation. But, maybe they didn't realize I'd been sitting here.

"Mbak Ulya why, Ma'am?"

Ma'am Ulya's face was slightly lowered. He wanted to avoid the question Ufi Mbak, but Mbak Ufi blocked.

"Bak Ulya why are you?"

"I asked you something, but you answered honestly, yes."

"Enggeh, Ma'am. Whahuh? I'm curious how Ulya's mom is like that."

He left, then spoke softly, "Sir, since when was Gus Fakhar close to Iza?"

"Wad. If that's not what I know, ma'am. Really." He raised both fingers.

"Just look at the two of them inside?"

I looked back. Ufi Mbak ensured what Mbak Ulya said. A few steps back he approached Mbak Ulya.

"What I know, Ul. Who made this cooking competition idea is Gus Fakhar. But, at first it was only the two with Iza. It was his mother who told Mbak Ulya to come along. This morning on Iza Ngepel, Gus Fakhar helped him. I'm so sorry, Madam Ul, I just answered Ms. Ulya's question. That's Iza himself. Punteeen."

"What does Gus Fakhar mean?"

"Why didn't Ulya ask Gusus directly?"

"I'm afraid, Ma'am."

"It was me and the nuances of his thinking, anyway, were different. Gus Fakhar never helped me clean up. Iza's turn just been here for a while, he's now pretty close to Gusah. But, Iza's attitude is ordinary, Ma'am. Stay as usual. Did Ulya just ask Ummik how?"

Ma'am Ulya sighed.

"If there's something you know, you tell me, Miss Fi."

"Snapjeh. God willing. I'm going inside first. Put down the plate that Iza's mother used."

"When did the guest come home?"

"After magrib said, Ma'am."

I'm rising. Putting the phone in your pocket. Then Ulya asked me, "Who are you?"

I'm turning. "Guests, Ma'am."

Ufi Ma'am whispered, "He is Mr. Lecturer, Ma'am. Who came with his mother Iza. Who proposed to Iza yesterday."

"laminated? How do I not know?" Slightly glared towards Mbak Ufi.

"Mbak Ulya came home" whispered back.

"Nluren. Are you Gus Fakhar?"

All I asked was silence. Ufi's mother replied, "The future wife Gus Fakhar, sir."

*Yazeed Akiki Mubarak

Journey to Gus Fakhar boarding school.

"What's the show, Gus? How can I go there again?" ask Kang Kartoyo.

"There's a call."

"Is that?"

"Yes. There's not a development of two people who just entered yesterday?"

"Process, Gus. Still like to berserk. Fighting the roommate. Pas njenengan to Banyuwangi, the hut is almost stirred because he almost mengamuk other residents. Alcohol is coming in. The carrier is an old resident. But, just calm down, Gus. He's been sanctioned."

"Did anyone come in again?"

"Nothing, Gus. The care every day is tight. They know themselves too. Our flagship guide, five people are always on standby. What's the business in Banyuwangi, Gus?"

"Pak Su and Judge deliberately ran away before I came."

"Why not? He was only used by his fat father."

"Yazeed, but I don't want to see the judge anymore. He's a bad guy. Forcers. Just like Mr. Su. They are not in their right mind" Ratna explained.

"Heard me! The judge is used. I guarantee that. He could be a better person. You know in my lodge to be a place for people like the Judge. If Mr. Su cannot be weakened, the Judge must be released. You never know what he's really like."

"I told you, right? The judge is not a good man." His tone was getting upset. He doesn't accept me saying that.

"Me and Fizah know him better than you. In fact, I understand better than Fizah. Yazeed, you don't know what he's done to me. He's so mean."

"Shallu 'alan prophet. Shallu' alan prophet."

Ratna doesn't talk anymore.

"Mbak Ratna is calm. Gus Yazeed's right, Ma'am. Whoever he is, he can change." Kang Kartoyo defended me.

"Males are the same. Goddamnit."

"God will guarantee your safety. What are you doubting again? Believe that! As long as you're at the lodge, you'll be safe. Even if the judge succeeds in conquering me. Guide is ready to be the front guard. They are equipped with religion and faith. It will be the biggest fortress. So are you, Ratna. Don't be easily swayed. Control your emotions. Fiery emotions are not good for your soul. Youneed tranquility. Shallu 'alan prophet. Build your confidence."

He sighed bitterly.

"Your husband is finished?" I'm slipping.

"Still." Jutek.

"OKAY. If your needs run out, you can tell Aynur. I gave him the task of accommodating the list of needs of all residents. Try to communicate with him. Aynur active officers. You can scrape his life's journey to this point. You know how many men he's been with."

"Will he be honest?"

"That's possible. Female friends will be more open. But, I already know."

Does not feel the speed of the vehicle becomes smoothed. The jeep slowly entered the pesantren's courtyard. As usual, Kang Kartoyo refused to be invited in. He was ready to reach for cigarettes in his shirt bag.

"Tumben are you dressed like that, Yaz?"

"Whatever you wear, I'll wear it as I please. Don't ask the reason. Guess as far as you can."

I'm ahead of the step.

Right in front of me, I looked at the man who was receiving a call on the phone. I looked at him without saying hello. He also seemed to be focused on his conversation. Talk to who passes. And, as soon as Ratna spelled out my steps.

"Know him?"

"Yes. He's the man I told you he had the same face as you. Don't you realize that, Yaz?"

I thought about it for a moment. But, I don't want to take a headache. It's just a coincidence that we have a somewhat similar face. Or, Ratna just didn't look carefully for the difference.

"Rabella?" The man called.

Ratna and I looked. I saw him stunned. It wasn't Ratna who was stared at, but me. Then, he walked up to us. Hands out.

"Assalamu'alaikum?"

I gave him a thin smile. I shook his hand directly. "Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. You ready Ratna? Husband?"

I saw him looking at Ratna's already bloated stomach. Even though his clothes were loose, his enlarged body shape could not lie. Everyone can guess that she is pregnant.

"I'm her husband." I'm affirming. I can guess he was suspecting.

He looked at me too. So was Ratna who was shocked by my answer.

"You seem to be married? How many months pregnant?"

"Four," answered Ratna.

"Your sea is here?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, let's go in! Me and Ratna here asked Fizah."

"You know Fizah too?"

"Where I might not know. He's Ratna's best friend. How about your own?"

"Yaz, let's go inside!" ratna Pinta.

"okay."