MU'ADZ
CHAPTER NINETEEN

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Sunlight began to rise, Shahla had just finished teaching the book in the mosque which was guided directly by Abah Zaki. This time he was alone, because his best friend-Ameera was accompanying Ning Bahiyyah in the hospital because her Ning had typhoid. Together with other friends, Shahla exited the mosque area.

Seeing his roommates who are the same as him, santri salaf. So remember his friend in aliyah first, most of them continued to college, but only he who did not. He prefers to devote himself to pesantren first, besides he does not know what he wants to major if he goes to college. It is a very dilemma.

Mom and Dad initially disagreed with her decision. But he assured, if after he served in the pesantren, he will go to college. Either follow in the footsteps of Father and Mama in the health sector or even get off the track.

Call his name from the loudspeaker, disperse his daydream. He left his book to his roommate. He rushed straight to the living room. It has been a long time since I met my Mom and Dad.

"Assalamualaikum, Mama."

She hugged Mama Alana tightly and kissed her hand. Turning to Dharrin's father, he also did the same. He did not demand that his parents visit him every month or even every week. He knew that he was both busy with his work. Visiting suddenly like this alone feels great.

"Kulo kiro mboten in sambangi, about ajenge wangsul."

"Suprise to Nduk. Tumben not njalok birthday gift?"

Instantly he pouted hearing a question from Mama Alana. Because on his birthday, he was both absent to visit him in the boarding school.

"Nyuwun!! can't shirk. Must and obligation." replied the spirit

Dharrin's father chuckled while rubbing his head. "Gift and uwes ready ndek omah. At the guarantee of seneng."

"E nopo gift Well? vacation ticket? a motor? a car?" tanyanya enthusiastically

"Gift key chain cheese." said Mama Alana who made him frown again, cook just that.

"Sir, until we get older, when is college e?"

He lowered his head, twisting the tip of his hijab. Discussion about the lecture he always avoided. Since graduating aliyah until now, he has not thought about where he should continue his college education. I don't know why he prefers his life in the pesantren. He was stupid when he met aliyah alumni, asking why not go to college? why stay at pesantren? and blah blah still a lot of questions from his friends.

"The child of the poor mind Yah. Lek kulo lectures mboten in the field of angsal health?"

"Emang ape njupuk majors in opo Nduk?" ask Dad Dharrin gently.

Actually, she prefers the story with Dad Dharrin than Mama Alana. If Dad, always be able to open his mind when he is deciding something. While with Mama Alana, more advising, sometimes discussing what the end is. But still he listened.

"Se-seni yah" he said and closed his eyes by biting his lower lip. He was waiting for Father's approval. He was afraid that his choice would not match the expectations of his parents.

This conversation continues. There has been no intense conversation like this for a long time. Until Adhan's voice sounded, he exhaled. He was relieved that this conversation had stopped. Dharrin's father had railed against him with various questions and refutations, not to mention Mama Alana added. Until now has not found the bright spot, instead he is now hesitant about his choice. He really likes to draw, likes what smells of art, whether fine art, artwork or anything related to art.

Again Dharrin's father opened up his thoughts, which he eventually hesitated to maintain his choice of studying in the art department. Most likely this conversation will continue when he comes home later.

Dharrin's father had already headed to the mosque, while he and Mama were now in the bathroom. He had already opened his veil, waiting for Mama to take ablution first. Many are waiting in line for ablution because there is a mandatory congregational prayer, but the exception for santri who get a visit from the guardian.

Now he and Mama are already in the room, and have done dhuhur prayer. She confirmed her hair ties while Mama was polishing the powder.

"Mama kok ora tau eroh necklace iki Nduk." Mama held a necklace pendant attached to her neck, as she smiled remembering who gave her this.

"Golden kok? dewe's tumbas? the tumben? in tumbasne Mama ae don't know in gawe." Her mother's in kepo mode

"Gift is Ma, good mboten?" ask by holding a pendant in the shape of the initial name letter.

He cheerfully replied, "Mas Mu'adz is."

"Well, what is iso? ojo easy njaluk ndek Mas Mu'adz ae Nduk, fill lo. No fear of Abi ne Mas Mu'adz."

"Yee, it's Ma!! Mas Mu'adz moro-moro maringi niki kok, rose rapelan gifts. About e year of wingi lali mboten ngekek i gift teng Nduk." he explained did not accept with Mama Alana's words

"Nduk Shahla." pause Mama, heard the words He will speak seriously. "Ndek nane Dad sampeyan wes talking ndek Mommy, lek Dad nitipne sampeyan ndek Mas Mu'adz."

Nittypically? He scrunched his eyebrows. Why did you leave him to Mas Mu'adz?

"Huh? how about Nduk, Teng Mas Mu'adz? Keng watched Nduk ngunu tah, Ma?"

Mama Alana shook her head loudly, "Dad karo Mama asline wes ngerti suwi lek sampeyan seneng karo Mas Mu'adz over teapot dulur."

He stiffened, difficulty swallowing his saliva. So, Mom and Dad already know?

Then what was it? leave him to Mas Mu'adz? I-NI-TIP-KAN?

Wah. instantly he was made to float.

After the dhuhur prayer, Kang Akmal and Kang Wildan were sitting relaxed in the mosque foyer. This afternoon the weather stings the skin, so many are relaxing in the mosque foyer, to just enjoy the breeze.

"Oh iyo Mal, your zinc-delighted balek wingi, seng nak kon ndang balek ?" Kang Wildan is lying on the floor

He nodded in light of what happened a few days ago, "Emang nyapo kok kidding me?"

"Jare Markonah ndek putri enek seng trance, teros seng nyurupi iku keedanananmu. I started out with Ora percoyo. Basan Awakmu wes ora enek, ndek princess rame-rame. Seng kesurupan mlyu nggolek your crew sampek teko ndalem, untunge to crewu wes balek. Kang Ma'sum ae kuwaralah, gek Abah ndilalah e follow pisan. Dadi podo confused kabeh. Pas njerit-njerit nyeluk i crewmu moro-moro karo Kang Irsyad teko grujugi banyu leri, ee. even semapot arek e." explained his best friend with a chuckle, he also chuckled. Just-there's.

"Kang Irsyad ora omes lek karo ngunu kuwi. Mbuh mbuh ko ndi idea." added Kang Wildan who is still chuckling

Again he chuckled at the story of his best friend. But accidentally his two neutrals catch a man he knows. He immediately got up from his seat and went to the man. He said hello while kissing his hand.

"Sorry to Yah?" Seen Father Dharrin nodded then sat down the last steps, he also followed Him.

"Bundane sampeyan wes sangkang to Mas?" Father Dharrin said to the point without further ado. He stiffened a little, that he knew where he was going this time. He nodded resignedly.

"Father percoyo ndek sampeyan Mas, to son Shahla cumak karo sampeyan. Dadi mboten enten wrong e to lek Dad nitipne son and Dad ndek sampeyan?"

He did not dare to raise his face even looking at Father Dharrin. Dharrin's father, whom he considered to be his own father, like Abi and Iqbal's father, made no difference. He has so much respect for him. How could he refuse Dharrin's father's request?

Well loh!! the Dilemma of Mas Mu'adz

Stick to his stance or accept Dad Dharrin's offer??