MU'ADZ
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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Until now, his condition is still said to be moody. But this morning Ning Bahiyyah, ventured to get out of the ndalem. It seemed like he really needed a fresh breeze. Taking off his sandals, he walked in the courtyard of the ndalem. Looks like some santri is cleaning up. This time he himself, because usually the person who always accompanied by coincidence last night permission to go home.

"Wes balek Kang's office?" His listener was sharper when he heard the name spoken. He stopped his steps.

"Sampun Kang, Iki's bag will."

"Tumben Akmal balek, usually at home with the cottage."

He was still listening closely, waiting for an answer from Kang Wildan. Although faint, usually every morning always hear the voice of Kang Akmal, it turns out that today he came home. There was a sense of disappointment in him. Either, he does not know with himself, he himself who avoids but he is also an urgency. Aishis...

"Jarene is good for Kang's business."

"Opo susan? sometimes I'm a takok-takok karo Akmal iki even I'm hesitating dewe."

"Hehe, my Masio, sometimes I'm karo Akmal, Kang. Ancen gawanan baby ngunu most."

Hearing Kang Wildan's increasingly belligerent remarks, he continued his path. This time the goal behind the princess pesantren. A wide rice field stretches the road, the edge of which is planted with various refugia flowers, pest repellents.

"Ning, ajenge teng pundi?" Hearing that, he turned around. He could see the cheerful faces of the people who greeted him.

"Ajenge teng saben Mbak, take a walk. Mumptured?" bargained for. Maybe it will be an act of asking.

"Angsal a Ning?" He nodded, giving a code to follow.

"Enak nggeh Mbak, suasanane ayem" he said as he looked at the cloudless blue sky.

"Ning Ning."

Seeing that there was a hut, it seemed good to rest yourself there. Many pass by and people will go to the fields. Sometimes he berserked. Under the hut there is an irrigation stream, whose water is clear. He repeatedly breathed in the still cool air.

"Come with mboten tumut wangsul Mbak?"

"The noble? oh, mboten Ning's. Benten servers anyway. Hehe.."

He also smiled while nodding. "Sampeyan sneak tah Mbak La?"

Seen from the corner of his eyes, this person beside him nodded. "Ngggeh quite Ning, kan ket alit and kaleh Mase."

'Mase?' I don't think he was happy with that call.

"Not really Ma'am, Kang Akmal wangsul niki ajenge khitbah someone?" Actually, this question is just a preconception. He just wanted to know why Kang Akmal suddenly came home. He was too afraid that Kang Akmal's words would really happen in the near future.

"Emm, koyok and mboten to Ning. Mase squawks lek Aa' wangsul ngoten."

"A' ?"

"Nggeh Aa', niku rayine Mase. Kan Aa' lecture teng Jogja happens to be wangsul."

He was growing increasingly moved by his papal soul. All this time, he had no idea about Kang Akmal's family background. He nodded regularly while oozing. "Kang Akmal kok mboten college move Mbak?"

"Emm, koyok e siyen had been offered a scholarship to UIM Medina kaleh Bunda, but Mase mboten purun."

"UIM Medina?" He looked at Shahla surprised to hear that. Shahla nodded and shook quickly.

"Eh, duh Abaghfirullah!! lambe-lambe." muttered Shahla while patting her lips.

Really behind Kang Akmal's simple attitude, he was so neatly storing what he had. Goodness Kang!! If it's like this, how not to continue to be unemployed.

But the atmosphere like last night that he likes, not because of the quarrels that lead to negative, but which he likes his moment, his warmth, his family. When else is this house crowded sound drama between Mother and Deck Khaliq.

After muroja'ah morning, he walked towards the kitchen. He always remembered that Mother had no night shift schedule, Mother always cooked in her own kitchen. Indeed Mother and Abi deliberately no khadamah to help here. So everything is done independently.

"Mother." said, "Mas help nopo niki?"

"Well, how long is the nderese Mas?" Mother who was seen washing dirty dishes in the sink.

"Nda's mawon powder, hehe.., Aa' Nda's purse? mantun bells?" He saw some vegetables on the table, he took the initiative to cut them.

"Nderes e campur hapean most mas, mangke suwi."

Mother's tone is still thin when talking about the Khaliq Deck. He just chuckles. He knows Mommy is not angry, because all this time, he never knew what the angry Mother was like. At most just annoyed, even that most upset only Abi Fikri. He only chuckles when Mother and Abi Fikri are in a circle. But indeed, Abi Fikri if you meet Mommy is always nosy, so Mommy is already upset first.

"Nda, ndek wingi nane, Mas sampun refused Ning Bahiyyah. With reason, Mas ajenge khitbah someone." he said.

He ketar-ketir himself waiting for the response of Mother, do not let Mother also come cold with him.

"Sios zinc kaleh niko Mas?" He nodded incantation. Mother who was cutting tofu, stopped her activities for a moment.

"Kapanane, Father Dharrin kaleh Mother's talk." pause Mother. His body's reaction was suddenly tense, his feelings started to go awry, hopefully what was thought did not happen.

"Asline wau dhalu Abi kaleh Bunda ajenge bejo teng Mas, cumak because of Aa' ae, Bunda dadi supe." He still hears with a cautious heart.

"Dzarrin's father sajang teng Bunda lek nitipne Nduk Shahla teng Mas." His hand that cut the beans instantly came to a halt. He should think positively.

"Ngggeh can't see Shahla Dek cottage until Mas jogo, Nda."

"Sanes niku Mas, nitip in the sense of benten."

He didn't know what to say, let alone do. Instantly he was down. Dharrin's father asked for it himself. How could he refuse? Dharrin's father was like his own, though there was no blood.

A gentle rub in his hand made him turn his head, looking at Mother. "Mas, Abi kaleh Bunda mboten limits Mas, all decisions are easy to Mas kiambak. Abi kaleh Bunda freed Mas chose. Mother ngertos niki heavy dhamel Mas. But Mas, must be sure, Mommy must support Mas's decision. Either Mas kaleh sinten mawon simah e, most importantly, Mother pingin Mas happy."

"N-nda, Abi sampun ngertos lek Mas seneng teng-"

"Dereng Mas, Bunda dereng crios teng Abi. Forgiveness is made a burden Mas, lived alon-alon. Ojo sampek nderes e to disturb." said Mother who then stood frying tofu.

Heavy chat with Mother makes her mind so chaotic. Although Abi and Mommy released him, although Mommy fully supports his decision but there is an invisible burden that falls on his shoulder.

Allahurba..

"Beautiful mom, is it okay? Aa' really mboten semerep."

Aa' Khaliq just nyempil yes in this lapak, hehe..

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