NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#100
Rianti's face looks cheerful with a smile that expands from his lips, when he sees Sulastri standing by holding Fahmi and Farida in front of him. He still wears the blue face that Sulastri bought a few days ago. He had just finished the dhuha prayer when the attendant informed him of Sulastri's arrival.
After greeting and hugging Sulastri, Rianti immediately sat squatting in front of Fahmi and Farida. His friendly smile, made Fahmi and Farida start to look comfortable. The two returned Rianti's smile. The sloping Fahmi skullcaps were fixed and one by one the two eyebrows he kissed.
"Where are you going, it's official. You want the condangan yes," said Rianti while pinching Farida's cheek.
"You send my sister," replied Farida spoiled. Rianti widened his eyes. His eyeballs were twinkling. Rianti glanced at Sulastri trying to find a justification. Sulastri nodded with a smile.
"O yeah? Smart sister. This is just the name of a hero," said Rianti jubilant pinch Fahmi's cheek. Fahmi just smiled.
"If you hadn't been imprisoned, you would have joined Fahmi's house." Rianti's face changed. It seems that he misses the atmosphere of pesantren even though he never mondok. But it was certain the atmosphere would be as he wanted. It was full of religious atmosphere and there was nothing but science and refinement. After going to jail, he was allergic to the crowd. He wanted a quiet atmosphere and was surrounded by good people.
Rianti hugged Fahmi's body.
"Wait for my sister there. As soon as you get out of jail, you will go straight there. So, Fahmi the hyacinth should be long," Rianti said encouragingly. Sulastri who was still standing holding Rianti's head stared with a sad look.
"What class is Fahmi now?"
"Fifth grade," replied Fahmi briefly. Rianti smiled. He let go of his embrace. He started counting his fingers.
"Means Fahmi's age is now 10 years." Rianti glanced back at Sulastri. Sulastri nodded again confirming Rianti's estimate.
"That means after college, Fahmi must serve in the boarding school so he can meet his sister. Ok?" Rianti. Fahmi.
"Farida, call bi Ayesha. Ask to bring food for your sister" Sulastri said. Farida immediately ran towards the car in Fahmi's follow from behind.
"How are you, son," said Sulastri. He took Rianti to sit down. Rianti smiled.
"As you can see. The more days, Rianti feels the better." Sulastri rubbed Rianti's back. Rianti smiled and leaned his head on Sulastri's shoulders.
"Thank God, son. I was so happy when you told me to buy you a face and a prayer mat. Your late father will definitely be very happy in nature there," Sulastri said. Rianti wiped away the tears that had suddenly come out when Sulastri mentioned his papa.
"May Allah forgive all the sins of Rianti on papa" Rianti said. His tears are flowing more and more.
"Allah is Oft-Forgiving and Most Merciful, Son. He will forgive His servant who asks for forgiveness" Sulastri said. His hand continued to gently rub Rianti's head.
"Mom, the food," interrupted bi Aisyah after a moment of hesitation to interfere with their togetherness. Sulastri turned his head, but Rianti felt unperturbed and kept his head. Bi Aisyah looked stunned. The story of Rianti's change is true.
"Put it there, Bi," Sulastri said.
Bi Aisyah?" ask Rianti. Sulastri. Rianti raised his head. Then he got up.
"Bi," called him when bi Aisyah was about to leave. Rianti approaching . He held bi Aisyah's right hand and kissed her.
"Bi, I'm sorry for what happened that night."
Bi Aisyah smiled. He sighed and rubbed Rianti's shoulders.
"Thank you, Bi," whispered Rianti in bi Aisyah's ear.
Sulastri glanced at his watch.
"Alright, Son. Mumpung rain slightly subsided, I want to directly send your sister to the cottage. Insha Allah the mother comes again later," Sulastri said as he stepped towards Rianti. Rianti nodded. After cuddling with Rianti, Sulastri and bi Aisyah immediately walked out of the room. Rianti looked at him while waving her hand. He smiled when he saw Farida take her head out of the car while waving her hand.
"Rianti, we will now do filial work in the field. I entrust you to direct your friends" said the officer from behind. Rianti. He nodded his head. He walked in without an officer's escort.
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Sulastri's heart suddenly beat rapidly when the car he was riding stopped in the boarding school parking lot. One of the santri who questioned the intention of his arrival immediately directed Mr. Mustarah to move the car to the parking lot near the residence of Master Izzul Islam, when Sulastri informed them of the intention of their arrival.
The rain still falls even if it is just a drizzle. The whole group went down except for Mr. Mustarah who chose to stay in the car. Abdul Khalik invited them to sit in the living room chair. After that, he went back inside. Sulastri sighed looking at Fahmi who was sitting on Bagas' lap. He looks gloomy. Bagas hugged him tightly.
"Assalamualaik." Master Teacher Izzul Islam appeared while raising both his hands towards them. They rose up and lowered their heads.
"Waalaikum salam" they answered in unison.
"Please sit down" said Master Izzul Islam, allowing them to sit back. His eyes were fixed on Fahmi, who was holding Bagas' hand tightly.
"Ow this is the little sister who wants to go in?" said Master Teacher Izzul Islam pointed towards Fahmi. Fahmi nodded weakly. Master Izzul Islam suddenly turned his head. It was like he remembered something.
"Lik, bring bottled water inside," called Mr. Guru Izzul Islam to Abdul Khalik who was inside the house. Shortly afterwards, Abdul Khalik showed up with a bottle.
"Well, this is for Fahmi's drink. It's magic water. Let Fahmi be at home and smart," said Master Izzul Islam with a smile. Fahmy seems interested. Master Izzul Islam thrust a bottle of drink towards Fahmi. Sulastri glanced at Fahmi to get down and took the water. Fahmi immediately went down and took a bottle of drink from the hands of Master Izzul Islam.
Master Izzul Islam sighed. He lowered his head. He remembered his dream last night. Sulastri came again with a blue robe and blue headscarf of her batik motif. But today is too crowded. He couldn't watch Sulastri closely. He was eager to convince his heart by seeing her for quite a long time.
"I'm asking for his account number, Master. Regarding the financing of my child, please hold Master only. I'm afraid my son can't hold the money" Sulastri said. Master Izzul Islam smiled.
"It's like that, Mom. Especially for elementary school-age students, the finances are indeed held by the boarder," said Mr. Izzul Islam Guru. He picked up the ballpoint pen in his cocktail pocket and took a piece of hvs paper in the bookcase in the living room. Then he recorded something.
"This is the account number as well as the number of the housekeeper. If there is something please call this number," said Master Izzul Islam while putting the paper in front of Sulastri.
The atmosphere was momentarily silent when two santriwati men came carrying several cups of coffee and snacks. Sulastri glanced towards Master Izzul Islam. As an ordinary woman, she does not deny that Master Izzul Islam is handsome and charismatic. But he was very young.
"Please drink it" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Sulastri was ripped from his daydream.
"I'm sorry, if this father is your brother?" ask Master Izzul Islam. He looked towards Bagas. Bagas and Sulastri looked at each other. They signal each other to answer. Worried that Master Izzul Islam was suspicious, Sulastri steadfastly replied. He has to be honest. He feared Fahmi and Farida protesting.
"He's Fahmi's father and Farida, Master Teacher. But we are no longer home" Sulastri replied. He did not want to make Master Izzul Islam confused. Master Izzul Islam nodded.
"The second husband who died" Sulastri continued. Master Izzul Islam nodded his head again.
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