Gusmu Imamku
(20)
Revenge will only make you regret it on the day of vengeance.
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In the darkness of the night that only got a little lighting from the old branded lights, a woman was smiling obliquely, she had prepared a plan, a plan that was very crazy according to her friend.
"Udah ah Mbak, you are sincere. It is not good to hold a grudge. Where to seek your revenge again. Conscious Ma'am, she is a noble woman from a noble family, and in shea Allah will give birth to noble offspring as well" said her friend who was scattering on the wall.
"The glory doesn't care! She's a bad woman! He has taken Fatah! He's nuts! Crazy because I suddenly dropped my position only to be given the same lazy santri kayak Holip," replied the woman who had evil intentions earlier.
"Udah ah mbak Fatma, he is the one who believes Gus Fatah holds the dormitory princess. So, it's natural to suddenly make a decision like that" Muti said as he hugged his alphabet, as he grew cold from the night wind.
"You don't want to help me it's okay, Mut. But don't get in the way of trash lectures that are of no use to me. My decision is unanimous and absolute. If I have to misahin gus Fatah with Liana. I hate Liana," Fatma retorted with her eyes shining with vengeance.
"What are you sure about, Gus Fatah want to be with you? He knows you. Eits, don't know, you know if there's you in this cottage just not." Muti said with a wry smile.
"Dissolve koe, Mut! My intention is just misahin gus Fatah as the fucking fox. If he likes me later, it's a bonus for my efforts." Fatma lowered her head while smiling sideways.
"Istighfar, Ma'am ... Maud. Go down to have knowledge and adab. In fact the trance of the genie ******. How dare he want the lovebirds who are bound by true love in halal bonds. Dreaming Mbak ... Ma'am! Gusti Allah will surely jogo relationship gus e dewe karo garuwone." Ketus Muti then sauntered away leaving Fatma to return to the dormitory.
"Let's see who God will side with, haha." Fatma laughed blandly with a distel face full of evil intentions.
"Cha crazy. ****** e kok menggeluwihi me." Muti muttered when he heard that his friend seemed to have gone mad.
The middleman, under the same roof a couple was eating compote in front of the tv in their room.
"Bee!" Call Liana in between her mouth chew food.
"Why?"
"No kettle?"
Fatah. "Indeed why? Want it?"
"Huh, what the hell is that?!"
Fatah shook her head again with a smile.
"Albee tired of not?" Liana repeated the same question.
"No. Why why?"
Liana pouted as she moved her body closer to Fatah.
"Why?" Ask Fatah.
"Capek yeah, I'll get a massage. Keep albee spare my mijitin," Liana touched Fatah's leg wrapped in a glove for her massage. "Nake?" Liana asked about the massage she gave her husband while continuing to massage Fatah's long legs.
Fatah clucked with a smile which made her teeth look a little. He took the hand of his wife who was pampering his feet. "Say, if you want to be in the massage," he said while pulling one of Liana's legs that the woman was bent to put on her thighs.
"I am sensitive" said Fatah
"No. In fact, you answered not tired, continue not directly pijitin me," argued Liana.
"I didn't answer because I'm honest, I don't want to lie to you in the slightest about anything, my mother. About me do not directly pijitin you, because your question about tired earlier to me, contains many meanings that I must understand deeply, one of which I think you did not invite the apostle. She wanted me to go on a massage, "Fatah rubbed Liana's head with no cloth blocking her direct touch.
Liana chuckled spoiled while feeding Fatah with her compote. The middleman Fatah glanced at his wife while turning half his lips because his mouth chewed the food Liana gave.
"What do you want to use?" Ask Liana.
Fatah raises his shoulders while looking at his wife's feet while he is massaging. "Eh Nda, have you ever gudiken tha?" He asked, because he saw some bolts in Liana's leg.
Liana nodded. "What have you never been?"
"Ever now, where there used to be so much in my body. Oh, a lot!" Answer Fatah.
"Sorok must be you!"
Fatah nodded. "Yes, I admit I was a slob, hahaha. You're also a slob, aren't there any bolts on your legs?"
"Smooth little shit, a little." Liana nodded while fusing her thumb and index finger into a small, very small love. "Eh but it is natural santri if gudiken, it is a sign that God keeps it from being obedient in indulging in the law in the future" he continued with great enthusiasm.
"meaning?"
"Well, it could be. The santri wants to khilaf open the aurat. But, not so because there are traces of scabies that prevent it. Ck, ah that means gini. God is all good, God does not want us (santriwati) open the aurat in the future. Therefore given a bolt on the foot or where. Be ashamed when you open up,"
"Fatahillah's wife is a pinter" Fatah replied with a smile.
"Neck."
Fatah clucked lazily. "Eh Nda, I think his walisongo pilgrimage is 1 week away,"
"Continue?"
"Love to know."
"Oh." Liana lowered her legs to lie down. "I slept first." He said with a meaningful smile while glancing at the glass they had used to eat compote.
Fatah smiled cynically, understanding Liana's intention to tell him to wash the glass earlier.
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Central Lampung, April 17, 2020
Azzah Indah Irmiyana
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