NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#190/The Journey of Jamila
At 8:00. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam who today has an invitation to study at the city hall, had a stop at the lecture hall which happened to be about a kilometer from the city hall. If not because Rianti is pregnant, she has not come to visit Rianti. He still avoids talking about Rianti's desire to marry him to Jamila. He hoped that today Rianti forgot about it and did not talk about it today.
"Tumben very early in the morning Brother Tuan visited Rianti. Is there anything important?" rianti said after sitting near Master Izzul Islam in the meeting room. Master Izzul Islam smiled. Rianti's body was tightly embraced by one of his hands.
"There is an invitation to study at the town hall. Satpol PP's show. Well, while waiting for the show to start, I took the time to stop by to see my sister," replied Master Izzul Islam.
Rianti nodded.
"But I didn't stay long. The show's about 10 minutes away from starting." Master Izzul Islam glanced at Rianti. Doubt was held gently.
"How about no complaints?"
"Yesterday sister had felt pain in the stomach of the sister. But Alhamdulillah, the prison attendant really paid attention to the younger brother," Rianti said as he stroked his stomach.
The hand of Master Izzul Islam moved to the head of Rianti. Rianti's head was rubbed gently. He looked up with a sad look.
"Yes, God. Three months feels so long. Frankly, I've missed your presence at home so much." Long sigh Master Izzul Islam while looking at Rianti. Rianti smiled.
"If you talk long, maybe what I feel now is more than Kak Tuan feels. Anyone who wants to be separated from their loved ones. But what else. I must serve this sentence to the fullest in order that I will remain your companion in heaven" said Rianti. Master Izzul Islam smiled. He brought Rianti's head closer and kissed her forehead long ago.
"Amen,"
Master Izzul Islam saw his watch.
"I think I should go, brother. Soon the show will begin" said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti took the turban on the left shoulder of Master Izzul Islam and placed it on his stomach. Master Izzul Islam smiled and rubbed Rianti's stomach.
For a moment Rianti was silent staring at Master Teacher Izzul Islam. The turban on his stomach was taken away and wrapped around his neck.
"You want me to leave that turban?" mr. Guru Izzul Islam said when he saw his torch coiled tightly around Rianti's neck. Rianti smiled as he shook his head.
"Master Teacher without turban is like a king who lost his crown. I purposely held him down because I felt like our conversation wasn't over yet" Rianti said. Master Izzul Islam frowned. He was silent for a moment. He looked into Rianti's eyes. He had expected, Rianti would definitely discuss that.
"What other problems, brother. Next time only. I'll be late,"
"Too late by two minutes is okay. Your brother is his main guest. They are unlikely to start the show before Brother Tuan arrives. Just a moment, Mr. Gak up to a minute really," said Rianti. His sweet smile made the heart of Master Izzul Islam.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He felt that he could not escape Rianti's desire. Master Izzul Islam nodded. He chose to stroke Rianti's stomach. He allowed Rianti to continue the conversation.
"It's about Jamila,"
"Remember, sir has promised. And the promise of Kak Tuan is a gift I haven't taken before Kak Tuan married Jamila" Rianti said.
Master Izzul Islam nodded, but still did not look at Rianti.
"Rianti wants your brother to marry Jamila as soon as possible. If necessary, this Friday night your brother has married Jamila,"
Master Izzul Islam raised his face.
"That's right, brother. That's too fast a time. Can't I marry her after sister's free?"
"If I'm free, Jamila won't marry you. This is the time, Brother. By marrying Jamila, it is as if your brother has given life to all humans. Isn't that what the hadith says?"
"Jamila has suffered for years. He has no relatives. I can't imagine how upset his heart is. It was enough for the sister story of Ms. Sulastri about her suffering due to my dirty deeds in the past. I want to make amends in a way that makes happy the people who suffer for me and the people who contribute to my life. This is the way I believe is right. By Allah, my heart is sincere, Brother Master," said Rianti. Her tears are flowing. Master Izzul Islam grabbed Rianti's body and embraced him.
"Subhanallah wal hamdulillah. O Lord, O Allah, This is the wisdom I waited too long for my companion. You have blessed me with a wingless angel. My infinite gratitude, O Allah," Master Izzul Islam kissed Rianti's head. After that he hugged Rianti's body tightly. Her tears came out because of her great gratitude.
"Come on, now come on in, I want to go first. God willing, this matter will be discussed with my mother after I return from the city hall," said Master Izzul Islam while releasing his embrace. Rianti's tears on her swab were soft. Rianti smiled. The turban that was around his neck was removed. After wiping the remaining tears in the eyes of Master Izzul Islam, he folded the turban and placed it on the shoulders of Master Izzul Islam.
"Come, Brother Master stand up first. Let me get you your clothes done, sir" said Rianti. He then held the hand of Master Izzul Islam and helped him stand up. The wrinkles on the end of the clothes of Mr. Guru Izzul Islam in tidying up. After that he kissed the hand of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam replied by kissing Rianti's hand.
After kissing Rianti's stomach, Mr. Guru Izzul Islam stepped out in Rianti's arms.
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After praying dhuhur congregated at the city hall, Mr. Guru Izzul Islam said goodbye to all the officials who attended the event. He told Zaebon to take another path when he reached the crossroads. As he told Rianti, today he will go straight to Sulastri to discuss his marriage to Jamila. The marriage, inevitably, had to happen. He could no longer refuse. He did not want Rianti to be unsettled because of his unfulfilled request.
The car club that was boarded by Mr. Guru Izzul Islam shocked Mr. Bayan who was sleeping at the guard post. He immediately opened the gate and immediately smiled bowing his body when he recognized the car of Master Izzul Islam.
"Mother is there, Mr Bayan?" mr. Guru Izzul Islam said when he got out of his car.
"There, Master Teacher. Mother is inside" said Mr. Bayan after greeting Mr. Izzul Islam.
"What's rest?"
"Mom just got out of here. Not a minute later he came in,"
"Then I go there directly. Bon, you wait here first the same Mr. Bayan," said Master Izzul Islam. Zaebon nodded. Mr. Bayan then took Zaebon to the guard post after Master Izzul Islam had reached the terrace of the house.