NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#161
After leaving the car, Nyai Mustiani immediately invited Rianti into the house. Some of the santriwati who were cleaning the floor of the house immediately lined up when they saw Nyai Mustiani and Rianti stepping towards them. Nyai Mustiani invited Rianti to stop in front of the santri who stood bowing their heads in salute.
"Kids" said Nyai Mustiani. The sisters raised their heads slowly. Their gazes remained down towards the floor. Nyai Mustiani smiled. His face looks cheerful. "introduce. This is Master Teacher's future wife. Hopefully with his arrival at this house can add to the blessing in our place," continued Nyai Mustiani enthusiastically. The santriwati glanced towards Rianti. Rianti smiled as she lowered her face.
"Amin" they said in unison.
"Welcome to the boarding house of Qudwatusshalihin, Nyai," said one of the students. Called Nyai, Rianti smiled.
"Now, I'm asking you guys for help. Prepare food for Nyai Rianti, yes," said Nyai Mustiani.
"Okay, Nyai's mom."
"Wait a minute" Nyai Mustiani said as part of the santriwati went to the kitchen. They immediately turned around and faced Nyai Mustiani.
"Don't forget to buy fish and chicken. We will make a special meal for Nyai Rianti," Nyai Mustiani said as she glanced at Rianti. Rianti smiled. Nyai Mustiani holds Rianti's hand and invites him into her room.
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Master Izzul Islam threw his body slowly on the sofa in his room. A smile ceaselessly rang from his lips. His face was shining and radiant. The excitement in his chest made him feel uncomfortable in his seat. He let out a long sigh while leaning on his back. For a moment he was silent. His gaze was now fixed towards the calendar hanging on the wall of the room. He got up and walked slowly.
For a moment, he looked down at the number by number in the calendar. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He nodded. He turned his back and picked up the clothes hanging behind the door. The black peci on the table was taken and on the pair. He then stepped into the mirror. After tidying up his clothes and wiping his face with a tissue, Master Izzul Islam rushed out of his room.
Master Izzul Islam stood in front of Nyai Mustiani's room. He hesitated to knock on the door. Rianti was definitely with Nyai Mustiani in the room. It suddenly made her feel embarrassed.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. After a moment of silence, he braced himself to knock on the door.
"Assynolt,"
After a while waiting at the door,
the door slowly opened. So shocked Master Izzul Islam when he saw Rianti standing behind the door. One of his legs, which he was about to move in, pulled him back. His attitude began to change. It went awry.
Rianti smiled lowered her face. The door to the room was opened wider.
"Come in, son," said Nyai Mustiani when she saw Master Izzul Islam standing at the door. Master Izzul Islam approached. He sat down in front of Nyai Mustiani.
"Here, son," said Nyai Mustiani to draw Rianti closer. Rianti approaching. Master Izzul Islam shifted his seat. But Rianti chose to sit in a chair near the mirror not far from the seat of Master Izzul Islam and Nyai Mustiani.
"What's the matter, son," said Nyai Mustiani after for some time he had not seen Master Izzul Islam speak. He noticed the sitting Master Teacher Izzul Islam had not remained since his arrival. Master Izzul Islam sighed softly. He glanced at Rianti who was sitting a bit far behind him.
"Mom, it seems that tonight is the right time to hold a marriage contract," said Mr. Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani smiled.
"Well, well, well, there seems to be something impatient" joked Nyai Mustiani. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He rubbed the sweat on his forehead.
"I just want a baroque Friday night to give priority to our marriage" replied Mr. Izzul Islam. Nyai Mustiani smiled. He looked towards Rianti. Rianti who was pretending to spin the nail cutter on the dressing table turned his head when Nyai Mustiani called out to him.
"Look, Son. Master Teacher wants your marriage to be done tonight. What do you think,"
"I'll come along, Mom. I'm sure what Master Teacher decides is the best,"
Nyai Mustiani smiled. The atmosphere in the room became quiet when the sound of the dhuhur adhan resounded from the direction of the pesantren mosque.
"But what is not too sudden, son," said Nyai Mustiani after the three finished praying after the dhuhur adhan reverberated.
"There's still plenty of time, Mom. We will only invite the closest relatives. It's a simple show, ma'am,"
Nyai Mustiani nodded small.
"Then send someone to invite your uncles. We will deliberation little bakda ashar later so as not to be impressed suddenly. Lastri will be the one to call" Nyai Mustiani said.
"Okay, ma'am, replied Master Izzul Islam. "Then I say goodbye, Mom. I have to call Zaebon to tell Mr. Nurasmin and mother." Master Izzul Islam rose and left the room.
"Come, Son. You take a shower there. After that we will have lunch together," Nyai Mustiani told Rianti after a while Mr. Izzul Islam Guru came out of his room. He got up and took Rianti to the bathroom.
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The atmosphere was crowded in the living room of the residence of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam after the Ashar prayer. Several close relatives who have been contacted by Mr. Guru Izzul Islam have been seen gathering. On the porch and yard, the santri seem busy cleaning. Some, along with neighbors who know the event, seem busy choosing materials on the terrace of the house to prepare a banquet. Likewise in the mosque where will be held a wedding ceremony later tonight. The santri are so enthusiastic to welcome the wedding of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam.
In a corner, precisely behind Abdul Khalik's room, Rianti and Fahmi appear to be sitting together away from the crowd.
"Alhamdulillah, Brother. Finally God united Brother with Master Teacher. I feel this happiness. May your marriage be a blessing to all of us" Fahmi said. His face was cheerful, showing his happiness. Rianti smiled.
"Thank you, Brother. This is all thanks to the prayers of Mother and all the sisters." Rianti's face was suddenly gloomy. He sighed and looked towards Fahmi.
"Today my sister was so happy. But I always think about Mom. I am used to being with my sister. Sleep, eat and wherever you go, you always keep her company."
Fahmi smiled. Rianti's hand was in his hands.
"Fahmi knows what you mean. I've already talked about it with Master Teacher and Bu Nyai. Tonight too, after my sister's marriage contract, I will come home with my mother. Master Teacher also told me to prepare everything to start the construction of the boarding school," Fahmi said. Rianti's face again shone brightly.
"Alhamdulillah. Have you thought of a name for the boarding school later?" ask Rianti. Fahmi smiled. He nodded steadily.
"It has. His name, the boarding house of the Liwa'il Hamdi Throne. It was the given name of Master Teacher," Fahmi said.
"Oh yeah, one more, brother. Because my sister is going to marry Master. Also, in order for our family relationship to be closer, we will participate in the foundation of the Qudwatusshalihin boarding school. The cottage in the house will be a branch that specifically accommodates students who want to memorize the Qur'an," continued Fahmi. Rianti's smile was wide. The hands of the two held each other tightly, giving each other approval and encouragement.
"Alhamdulillah. The late papa will definitely be happy to see this," Rianti said. Her tears flowed along with her expanding smile. After a long time they spoke, Abdul Khalik came to pick them up for a family meeting in the living room.