
Gus Fahmi, who had just returned from the mosque, immediately returned to his room.
Actually his first intention was to immediately run in the morning, because this was his first days in the pesantren after a long stay in the country of people.
Gus Fahmi also came home because there was a recommendation from the campus where Aisyah attended
as one of the permanent staff.
Gus Fahmi takes off his sarong and his cocoa shirt, changes his shorts with pants
length. Before leaving, Gus Fahmi hang his cocoa clothes on the terrace of the room so that it can be exposed to sunlight, later when the sun appears.
Just as it was about to turn around, those shady eyes caught the figure of late
this has graced his life several times. The girl who had made him forget to sleep last night. The girl was pushing her cart
with so agile, Fahmi's smile expands.
“Why did I just see it?” a smile expands from her thin lips.
Gus Fahmi quickly went down the stairs of his house, something prompted him to meet the girl.
Gus Fahmi increasingly felt amazed by the girl, it was not only college and studying in pesantren but he also
got another job.
“Fahmi ..., where do you want to rush once?” Kyai Sarah is sweeping the terrace
astonished by his son, this morning he looked so excited
once.
“Fahmi run early in the morning, umi ….!"
"Chase what?"
"Pursue a soul mate, ummi! assalamualaikum!”
“Waalaikum greetings!” Kyai Sarah can only smile at the passing of her son.
Gus Fahmi treads the path that became the path of Aisyah with his cart, after
running a few meters he could finally see the wagon was complete with which
propels.
Gus Fahmi accelerates his steps, even though the son of a Kyai
but Gus Fahmi including modern men who are not covered with all the changes
as long as it does not exceed the limits of religious norms.
“Assalamualaikum!”
greeting gus Fahmi after successfully aligning his steps with Aisyah. Aisyah who was unaware of the arrival of Gus Fahmi immediately stopped her steps,
look at the source of the voice.
“Waalaikum greetings!” after realizing who had come and greeted him, Aisyah immediately smiled.
“Gus Fahmi ..., why here?”
“morning run, and happened to see something that could make me run after him!”
said gus Fahmi with that shady smile, “Let me help ya!?”
Without waiting for the approval of Aisyah, Gus Fahmi replaced Aisyah to
pushing the wagon, until forced Aisha had to rewind her body in order to
not touching that guy.
“what makes gus Fahmi run?” ask aisyah curiously.
“Someone who has such a great resolve is able to defeat the rigors of stone!”
“Who?”
“you!”
Although the word sounds simple, but managed to make Aisyah's heart flowery.
His lips curled without asking.
“Don't smile like that!” said gus fahmi after seeing Aisyah's smile, though
Just a moment of smiling it can make him feel happy to remember until in a dream.
“Why?”
“Because many will be envious, that smile is too sweet to beat the sweetness of sugar!”
“Gus Fahmi turns out to be funny too yes!”
Hearing a joke from gus Fahmi who would have thought if the man was a
ustad, lecturer and son of the owner of the pesantren let alone his appearance now
it is very different from his appearance when attending lectures or teaching at
campus.
“Already arrived, gus!” said Aisyah as they reached the end of the road, in the wrong
one side of the crossroads is precisely on the shoulder of the road.
“Here?”
“Iya..!”
“all right.., let me help you set up the tent!”
cart as a pole and also tarpaulin as the roof. With deft gus Fahmi
setting up the tent, it was like he was used to it, Aisyah
really surprised to see it.
“Sya ..., get the rope!” gus Fahmi's speech resuscitated Aisyah with
his acceptance.
“Iya gus ..!” Aisyah immediately handed over the rope that was beside her.
After ten minutes finally the tent is standing, usually aisyah will wait for the hour
six new buyers are coming.
Gus Fahmi sat in a plastic chair that has been provided by Aisyah, he
wiping off the sweat that was pouring on his temple.
“Munim gus?” Aisyah handed her bottle to gus Fahmi, she used to bring water for her to drink alone in her blue plastic bottle.
“No, I drank?”
“No pa pa, gus fahmi must be very thirsty!”
“ya already, I accept ya?” ask gus fahmi again to make sure, Aisyah was only
smile and nod.
“Still!” gus Fahmi immediately took it and drank it. Aisyah still stands not far from Gus Fahmi, it does not taste good
if sitting close to the gus Fahmi especially if you see people.
“No buyers yet at this time? Is it because I'm here?” ask gus Fahmi after
saw no buyers.
“still not gus, ten more minutes!” this had become a common thing experienced by Aisyah, she would wait a few minutes after finishing tidying things up.
But it seems like this time he has a little more time because there are some
making him set up a tent so his work is faster.
“Gus Fahmi used to set up tents huh?’ aisyah asked so curiously.
“Can not call the name alone, it does not feel good to call it kayak!”
“but Ice is not good gus!”
‘ya already .., now I answer your question first yes, I have ten minutes so now it's only seven minutes left.”
“During studying in the country of people, I did not become a son Pak Kyai, there I
just a normal kid like everyone else. I have a duty to learn and
both of my obligations are to make money for my own life!”
“but doesn't Mr Kyai always send money to gus Fahmi?”
“Iya .., I never felt any shortage in that regard. But that makes me
less is my responsibility, I am a boy, so it is mandatory
my mother once supported my family, so when will I learn again
it works if not now, so there I also sell food,
building a tent like this and selling to fill my free time
after studying!”
Hearing the explanation from Gus Fahmi, Aisyah increasingly admired the boy Pak Kyai's man.
"Now change me who asked?"
"What?"
"What about my question last night?"
Aisyah was so confused to answer him, actually her heart was willing but she still had to think about her sister, what about her sister if she had a life of her own, Fortunately the buyer had started
coming to his tent. Aisyah can breathe a sigh of relief.
“my time is up yes, then see you again yes, I wait for the answer, insyaallah I will come with abi and ummi!” gus fahmi stood up from his seat and placed Aisyah's blue bottle on the wagon. Aisyah was stunned, she did not expect if gus Fahmi was really serious with her words.
“assalamaicum!”
“waalaikum greetings!”
Aisyah could only look at the back of gus fahmi which was disappearing, aisha only
could smile considering their conversation over that half an hour ago,
although only for a moment but so imprinted in the heart.
“Isn't that his son Kyai Abdul Hamid, neng?’ ask one of the buyers who turned out
recognizing gus Fahmi. Aisyah simply smiled in response.
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