NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#127
Sulastri chose to move to sit on the porch of the house after until 10 am this morning there has been no news from Mr. Guru Izzul Islam about his arrival. Last night, Mr. Izzul Islam did not explain exactly what time he would come to the house. He just wanted to come today. Rianti who accompanied him sat for about an hour in the living room, choosing to busy themselves planting flowers behind the house. But before, Sulastri had warned him, once Master Izzul Islam came, he must immediately enter the room. Rianti can't get out before he tells her to. Of course the behavior and attitude of Sulastri today makes Rianti confused and full of question marks. If not because there is the purpose of the veil, of course Sulastri did not do such unusual things. It had once occurred in his heart that it was likely that Sulastri would match him with the Master Teacher Izzul Islam. But the thought was soon lost when he realized how inappropriate he was if juxtaposed with the figure of Master Izzul Islam. Like a full moon, he quite enjoyed the light from a distance.
Occasional wind gusts cool the atmosphere before noon which began to feel hot, relieving Sulastri's sweaty body.
Sulastri grabbed her phone when she heard a brief tone message vibrating on the table. A short message from Master Izzul Islam.
"I'm sorry if I waited too long, I'm still on my way,"
Sulastri sighed and put back his phone. He got up and walked towards the backyard. In the backyard, he saw Rianti sitting accompanied by bi Aisyah. For a moment he looked at Rianti. It looks nothing like it was after the shower. Rianti looks dirty. He doesn't like the situation Rianti is in today. Rianti waved her hand when she saw Sulastri just standing looking at her.
"Rianti, let's go in first. Master Izzul Islam is on its way" Sulastri said. Rianti gave a short sigh.
"Mom, let Rianti be here to welcome Master. It's not nice if I'm in the room" Defa Rianti. Sulastri shook his head and approached. He grabbed one of Rianti's hands and pulled her up.
"This includes rituals, Rianti. Come on, you'll know for yourself" Sulastri said. Rianti turned towards bi Aisyah, like looking for an opinion.
"It's like that, Bi," asked Rianti. Bi Aisyah raised both of her shoulders.
"Bi Aisyah doesn't know anything. Come on, follow me," said Sulastri. Rianti was forced to rise and follow Sulastri.
"Now, you take another bath" Sulastri said as he reached the porch. Rianti frowned.
"Washing again? it was, Mom," said Rianti.
"Do not argue with mom. Just take a shower there. Your body smells of sweat. Remember, don't do anything else. Just sit inside. Clean and plant the flowers tomorrow Sunday only," Sulastri said as he pushed Rianti's body into the house.
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The weather is starting to sting. Motorists on the highway like scrambling to precede each other due to hot weather that bounces on the surface of the road asphalt.
The Silver Fanther car that was driven by Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and his personal driver, Zaebon, drove fast on the streets. The journey to Sulastri's house is actually planned at 8 am, finally molor because there are sudden guests in the boarding house. He was only able to leave when his guest left around 10.
Mr. Izzul Islam shook his head as the car he was riding was getting closer to the traffic lights at the crossroads. It was only a few seconds before the red light came back. If not because the blue car in front of him is too slow, maybe he will not wait until the green light turns back on.
"What do you think, Bon. Good not the car in front," said Master Izzul Islam invites Zaebon to speak on the sidelines waiting while watching the car that stops in front of him.
"That's great, Master Teacher. I think it's more convenient" replied Zaebon.
"Master Faeshal also has a car like this. He said it was no longer produced" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"But I noticed, the road is very slow," continued Mr. Guru Izzul Islam.
"Not the car is probably that slow Master. But the driver is not yet fluent" replied Zaebon. Master Izzul Islam smiled.
"Try if the driver is Zaebon, it must have flown" joked Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon just smiled.
Seorang perempuan terlihat keluar dari dalam mobil di depannya. Perempuan itu mendongak ke arah lampu merah sebelum berjalan menuju bagian belakang mobilnya. Ia terlihat memeriksa salah satu roda mobil bagian belakang. Zaebon mengangkat tubuhnya. Begitu juga dengan Tuan Guru Izzul Islam. Di saat Zaebon memperhatikan ban mobil yang diperiksa perempuan itu, Tuan Guru Izzul Islam malah fokus ke wajah perempuan pemilik mobil.
"It looks like the tires are deflated, the roads are slow," said Zaebon.
"Bon, you go out and help him" said Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded and immediately opened the car door. But just as the next leg was lowered, the horns of the car and motorcycle behind their car sounded noisy. The green light is on. The woman was seen rushing into her car.
"Bon, please follow that car," said Master Izzul Islam. The turban that covered his face in his fold came back and placed it on his shoulders. He sighs. He believes the car he is currently following is the car of Master Faeshal, and the woman he saw was Qurratul Aini. He felt the need to follow her, considering one of her car tires was flat. He did not want anything to happen to Qurratul Aini. He had to make sure Qurratul Aini first searched for the nearest workshop to repair his car before continuing to Sulastri's house. Up ahead is a big workshop. He believes the car is heading there.
Master Izzul Islam scrunched his forehead as the car in front of him turned towards another lane opposite the path to the nearest workshop. Master Izzul Islam told Zaebon to stop his car. His gaze focused on staring at the car that was getting away from entering a small road overgrown with waru trees. Master Izzul Islam looked astonished.
"Do you know what that place is, Bon?" ask Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon pointed politely with his thumb towards the plank hidden behind the leaves of the waru tree. Master Izzul Islam directed his gaze towards the white plank that had partially peeled off.
The Zamora restaurant.
"House to eat? sigh Master Izzul Islam.
"Cock the place hidden like this?" continued. He looked towards Zaebon. Zaebon smiled.
"I'm sorry, do you still remember the two students we fired a year ago?" Zaebon. Master Izzul Islam tried to remember.
"You mean Maria and Anwar?" ask Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded.
"What's wrong with them, anyway,"
"This is where we found them. If not wrong, there are also lodging and other entertainment. If in my opinion, it looks like a restaurant is just a side business to cover other businesses. But I'm sorry, Master. It's just my opinion" Zaebon said. He lowered his head.
Master Izzul Islam sighed softly. His forehead looked deeper. He was curious about Zaebon's words.
"Did you get in there?" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded his head.
"We had to pretend to eat because when we got inside, we lost track of them. After we searched, it turned out they rented a room upstairs" Zaebon said. The feelings of Master Izzul Islam began to feel bad. He began to wonder why Qurratul Aini had entered that place. She felt the need to know because after all, Qurratul Aini was her future husband. He was also inexhaustible, people as extreme as Master Teacher Faeshal allowed his daughter to roam alone without the mahrom out of the house. Especially now that his status has been betrothed to him.
"Bon, it's like you have to do a task like when you were a hostel."
Zaebon. He did not understand the meaning of Master Izzul Islam.
"I'm asking you to watch the woman who owns the car." Master Izzul Islam took the wallet inside the car dashboard drawer. He took out some money and gave it to Zaebon.
"Let me pick you up after returning from Sulastri's house" said Mr. Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded. After kissing the hand of Master Izzul Islam, he immediately got out of the car. But Mr. Guru Izzul Islam himself stopped him from getting out of the car to move into a driving position when the car he was tailing was seen coming out from the inside. Zaebon immediately approached Master Izzul Islam.
"How, Master Teacher. The car came out again" asked Zaebon for an opinion. Master Izzul Islam holds Zaebon's shoulders.
"You keep coming in. The woman is still inside. The driver was a man. Maybe he ordered someone to take his car to the garage. The woman is still inside" said Mr Guru Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded.
"Do you remember that woman's face?" ask Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded back. Master Izzul Islam smiled and told Zaebon to come in.
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Qurratul Aini smiled when he saw the capsule gazelle car parked itself in the garage of a special restaurant. He was sure, Cristian was currently in the upstairs room. He felt impatient to see her. He immediately climbed the stairs to the top floor.