NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#218
The sound of shalawat ahead of Iqomah salat isya' is heard echoing from the direction of the pesantren mosque. The atmosphere outside the pesantren looked quiet. Only a few santri on guard duty were seen pacing in front of the pesantren gate.
Out. On the terrace of the residence of Master Izzul Islam, Abdul Khalik had stood a few minutes ago. The greeting he said several times with a knock on the door has not succeeded in making the occupants of the house out. His greeting drowned in the crowd the sound of santri prayer from the direction of the mosque.
Abdul Khalik said his greetings again after the sound of prayer stopped. He waited for some time for the iqomah to be finished.
"Assalamualaik." Rianti who had just finished congregating Isya' with Jamila, and was preparing food in the kitchen, came out immediately. Azka who was playing in the kitchen immediately ran around following Rianti towards the living room.
"Azka, come here first, son. Same mom used to be here," said Jamila calling Azka. The remote car he played made Azka who was half-way turned her head. Seeing the remote car swirling at his feet, he smiled. Jamila directly pointed the car at him so Azka turned to chase after him.
"Assalamula." There was another greeting from outside. Rianti who was already at the door answered the greeting while opening the door.
"Eh, you're Lik. What's up, Lik," Rianti said after seeing Abdul khalik standing half-bent in front of the door. He noticed the blue envelope in Abdul Khalik's hand.
"Sorry, Miss Nyai. I forgot there was a day for Master Teacher. Again sorry. The letter had been there since this morning, but I only remembered, Ms. Nyai," Abdul Khalik said after handing the envelope to Rianti.
Rianti smiled.
"It's okay, Lik. But if this is an invitation letter, you just pray yes, hopefully the invitation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," said Rianti. Abdul khalik smiled, nodding his head.
"Yes, I'll tell Master. Oh yeah, Lik, take the fish side dishes inside?" rianti said before closing the door. Abdul khalik nodded. After Rianti actually entered the house, Abdul Khalik turned around and returned to his room.
"Where's the lead, Rianti," asked Jamila as Rianti returned to the kitchen. Before going to the kitchen, he first entered the room and placed the envelope on the table where the ordinary Master Izzul Islam muthala'ah his book.
"not nobody. Abdul khalik's. There's a letter for Sir. He forgot to give it when he received it this morning" Rianti said with a smile. Jamila smiled with her hands busy flipping through the crackers she was frying.
"Azka, eat yes, son?" rianti said as he showed Azka the piece of fish. Azka shakes. Rianti frowned.
"Tumben he refused the fish, usually immediately struck," Rianti said as he glanced at Jamila. Jamila smile.
"No, look" said Jamila gesturing with her eyes towards the plate under her feet. Rianti looked at the bones of fish and rice strewn on the floor.
"Owh, it turns out to have been wholesale first, pantes," said Rianti. He put the fish back into the plate.
"How, Jamila. Ready to take you to the dinner table?" rianti said with a smile lifting up some dishes filled with food.
"May, I'll help you when you're done frying these crackers" replied Jamila. Rianti immediately brought food to the dining table.
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Meanwhile, at the residence of Mr. Nurasmin. Still at the dinner table, after dinner.
"Mom, wait for the rice in the stomach to be processed first just cleaned up. Just drink we are recommended fifteen minutes after eating, so that later not affected by stomach acid. Sit first. There's something we want to talk about with Layla anyway" Nurasmin said. Bu Sofia and Layla who started collecting dirty dishes on the table stopped their activities and sat back down. Layla's chest is pounding. Maybe Mr. Nurasmin wants to discuss graduation and the next lecture plan. He had to think of an answer if later Mr. Nurasmin asked about his lecture.
"Son, you've been saving up long enough to prepare for your college. Since you were appointed PNS twenty years ago." Mr. Nurasmin took the tissue and rubbed it into his mouth.
"Well, I think there's a lot of savings," said Sofia as she glanced at Layla. Layla's arm was touched with her elbow. Layla smiled half forced. He was not so focused on hearing the talk of Mr. Nurasmin because he was busy thinking about the answer if Mr. Nurasmin asked this and that to him. Cold sweat started flowing down his body.
"Alhamdulillah,olidayan. Until Layla S2 was still enough money. The important thing is that Layla is diligent and eager to pursue her goals. Let it be necessary that you will sell it the land you used to buy in the village," said Mr. Nurasmin continued his conversation. Mr. Nurasmin turned towards Layla. After staring at Layla for some time, he held onto Layla's shoulder.
"How, Son. We have a choice of colleges for you. College which is certainly in the pesantren. But Mother and Father certainly have to ask you first, what are your plans in the future," said Mr. Nurasmin. Layla let out a long sigh, but she did not see Nurasmin and Sofia. He's still confused. Until Mr. Nurasmin finally asked him, he had not found an answer.
Layla dehem several times, trying to get rid of the phlegm that irritated her throat.
"Where do you want Layla to go to college?" ask Layla with a still hoarse voice. His throat was not completely gone. He returned to mendehem. Mr. Nurasmin smiled.
"Not that you underestimate the college that is here. But here are very few universities that are directly in the boarding school environment. Again, we want you to go to college. Let you have the provision of the world and the hereafter" said Mr. Nurasmin. He got up and picked up the phone in his pocket which he put on the sofa.
"Here, I have a brochure for three colleges in Java. You can choose which one you like" Mr. Nurasmin said as he showed Layla the brochure on his phone. Layla took the phone and pretended to be serious about reading it. For now he has not denied Mr. Nurasmin. He is still waiting for an answer and response from Mr. Izzul Islam regarding the graduation letter he sent for him. If later Master Izzul Islam assures, of course, Mr. Nurasmin will not be able to do anything. He knew, he could beat his father as he insisted on quitting school because he wanted to marry Master Izzul Islam. He was sure he could do it again.
"As for you Father. Layla was confused to choose him. It's all good" Layla replied. He smiled again as if nothing had happened to him. Actually, there is also a feeling of unbearable when knowing Mr. Nurasmin has saved for his lecture, even up to S2. But how else, the ass is round. After all, even if the savings are not used for college, Father and mother can use it for his old age later after Mr. Nurasmin retired.
Mr. Nurasmin smiled with relief. But the other thing with Sofia's mom. As a mother, she felt something was different from Layla's smile and mannerisms. He began to guess. Layla is hiding something.
"Son, if you disagree, just say so. Although we emphasize that you are attending a college where there is a boarding school, as long as you can take care of yourself, college here is also okay," Sofia said while gently rubbing Layla's back. Layla smiles.
"Layla leave it to you, ma'am. Later if Layla changes her mind and wants to go to college here, Layla will tell mom and dad. The time is long" Layla replied. Mr. Nurasmin let out a long sigh. He nodded his head.
"Yes, Already. We'll talk about it again. Now, take a break" said Mr. Nurasmin. Layla nodded. He immediately got up. The dirty dishes that he had collected on the table were then taken and brought to the kitchen. Layla got up and took the rest of the dishes and took them to the kitchen.
* * * * *
It's 9 p.m. It had been about fifteen hours since he delivered the letter at seven this morning. There's no clue yet. Everything feels full of uncertainty. He again blamed himself why not include a little note or mobile number so that Mr. Izzul Islam Master can call him.
Aaagh!
Layla threw her body on the bed. He then rolled his body here and there. The unease in his heart made him uncomfortable doing anything. He was still embarrassed if he had to call Mr. Guru Izzul Islam first. Currently, of course Master Izzul Islam is surrounded by his two wives. He did not want them to know because the problem was between him and Master Izzul Islam only.
Or maybe his two wives already knew? Or maybe Master Izzul Islam has told them and the possibility they do not agree Master Izzul Islam married him.
Iii...! Layla took her own hair while flipping her body to and fro. His sweat began to wet the sleeping clothes he was wearing. The atmosphere in the room was really hot and uncomfortable. If you have to go out, the situation will not be much different if the mood is like that.
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Azka's cry sounded from inside Rianti's room. Master Izzul Islam, which tonight is his crazy schedule in Rianti's room, was heard to appease Azka.
Because Azka's crying never subsided, Jamila who was reading the Qur'an in her room immediately finished her reading. He rushed out towards Rianti's room.
"Eh, look, it's called Jamila's mom." Rianti's voice came from inside the room. Shortly after, the door opened. Jamila who was still wearing her face immediately took Azka from Rianti's sling.
"Here you go, let Azka sleep in the room. You rest" said Jamila as she continued to try to calm Azka down. Slowly the cries of Azka began to subside. Rianti and Mr. Guru Izzul Islam smiled as they shook their heads when they saw Azka's crying began to subside.
"Remember, Azka can't be naughty with mom. Must memorize the letter of Al-ikhlas. If not, I will not take Azka to Epicentrum tomorrow" Rianti said.
"Let's say the same mother, Azka must be able to memorize the Qur'an. Yes Kan Azka?" jamila said while kissing Azka's cheek. Azka nodded with a smile.
"Come, close the door. I'll take Azka to the room" Jamila continued to Rianti who was still standing at the door. Rianti smiled. He waved his hand towards Azka before closing the door of the room.
"Sir has not read the letter?" asked Rianti while taking off the clothes he was wearing and leaving only a transparent t-shirt. Master Izzul Islam who had laid first on the bed, looked towards the envelope on the table. He shook his head. Rianti then took the envelope and gave it to Master Izzul Islam. Slowly he laid his body near Master Izzul Islam.
Master Izzul Islam frowned when he noticed the blue envelope in his hand. Just put his name on the envelope.
"Tumben I got a blue envelope like this. Without the sender's name again" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Rianti smiled.
"Did you dream last night?" ask Rianti. Master Izzul Islam turned his head towards Rianti as his hands began to open the envelope.
"What dream,"
"It's possible that Brother Tuan dreamed of seeing a blue envelope without a batik motif," replied Rianti smiling as she covered her face with a blanket. Master Izzul Islam smiled. His hand fell into the blanket. Kuping Rianti.
"Aw," cried spoiled Rianti. He took off the blanket covering his face and turned towards Master Izzul Islam who was reading the letter inside the envelope.
Master Izzul Islam turned towards Rianti. The hue of his face looks changed. He let out a long sigh and leaned on his body. Rianti looked at him in wonder. He woke up and closer to Master Izzul Islam. He was curious about the letter covered in two envelopes. He then took the letter from the hands of Master Izzul Islam.
"Mr Layla?" Rianti turned towards Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam nodded. Rianti smiled.
"But why did Layla's announcement letter stray here?" Rianti. He was still smiling with his eyes on the letter in his hand. Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He got up and took a drink on the table. After drinking it a few sips, he again sat down beside Rianti. Master Izzul Islam stared at Rianti inside. Rianti just smiled while trying to look at the look on the face of Master Izzul Islam.
"The letter is not stray. The letter was indeed sent here intentionally," said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti frowned. He's getting curious.
"meaning?"
Master Izzul Islam again gave a long sigh.
"The story is long." Master Izzul Islam looked back at Rianti. Rianti's hair was softly shaved.
"Tonight is the night of your brother in this room. If it's been all night, I've had time to listen to it" Rianti said. She smiled sweetly.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam was silent for a moment closing his eyes.
"But this may ruin our atmosphere tonight" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"It's okay. There's nothing we need to hide. Brother Tuan is a young religious figure who has a lot of busyness. The mind of Master is also branching. It is my duty as a wife to help you. There's Jamila too. Although it can only give an opinion," said Rianti. He rests his head on the shoulders of Master Guru Izzul Islam. One of his hands gently rubbed the cheek of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam holds Rianti's hand and kisses her.
"A year ago, Layla did it. As a girl who grew up and of course was still unstable, I consider it a natural thing and temporary nature. I was also shocked when I found out this letter was from Layla. I thought, within a year Layla would forget about it, but my guess was wrong" said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti raised his head and fixed his position. He still could not guess the direction of the conversation of Master Izzul Islam. But he wouldn't ask. He is still waiting for Master Izzul Islam to continue his story.
"Then, Almarhumah's mother had arranged it with Layla when she found out about your video. At that time he had canceled our arranged marriage and his choice to Layla. But at that moment, Layla refused and ran away from home. But a few months later, a strange thing happened, suddenly you showed me Layla's diary. In the diary, Layla wrote that she would not marry if not me. Well, to calm her heart down and to keep her from quitting school, I was forced to agree to marry her on the condition that she finish school." Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He turned towards Rianti who looked solemn' hearing the story. Rianti smiled.
"Keep," said Rianti briefly.
"It's, just like that." Master Izzul Islam shook his head while smiling. The letter on his lap was then folded and put back into an envelope.
"I didn't expect that the boy would remember until now" he continued. He looked up and embraced Rianti's body.
Rianti smiled. He knew that the current Master Teacher Izzul Islam felt bad after hearing the story about Layla. He understood very well, Master Izzul Islam did not want to make the hearts of his wives disappointed. If not because of his wishes, Master Izzul Islam would not want to duke it with Jamila. Rianti reciprocated to embrace tightly Mr. Guru Izzul Islam.
"Promises must be kept, Brother Tuan. Whether it is said to be entertaining or not. What is clear, if until now Layla still remembers him, it means that he knows Mr. Kak Tuan will not renege on his promise" said Rianti. Master Izzul Islam stared fixedly at Rianti. Rianti's statement made him shake. That means Rianti told him to marry Layla.
"We're looking for another way out, brother. The promise could be void if Layla herself cancels it. We can treat him, maybe," said Master Izzul Islam trying to find a solution. Rianti smiled.
"If it doesn't work?" ask Rianti. Master Izzul Islam was silent.
"Usually if people have fallen in love, the water that has been prayed for by ten Master Teachers will not work, Brother Tuan. Especially if you remember the length of time Layla was patient waiting for her graduation," replied Rianti.
"A minute, Brother." Master Izzul Islam turned his body around. This time he sat down in a cross-legged position. Rianti smiled looking at Master Teacher Izzul Islam who was suddenly shocked.
"I just remembered. If I'm not mistaken, I gave Layla two conditions in addition to those graduation requirements. Terms both, he must get permission from Sister. Well, that's the solution, brother. Thank God, there is a way out" said Mr. Izzul Islam enthusiastically.
Rianti. His gaze is directed downwards. He sighed long.
"Sir Master has shifted the burden of Master Brother to my shoulders. I can't bear to see Layla disappointed if I have to turn her down." Layla sighed.
"But you can give it another condition. I don't know what it is" said Master Izzul Islam. Rianti was silent for a long time. Master Izzul Islam let him think. It is unfair to also give the burden of thinking to Rianti. But he doesn't want Rianti to tell him to marry Layla. He hopes, Rianti get a way out.
Rianti gave a long sigh. Master Izzul Islam scrunched his forehead when he saw Rianti lying down with a smile. The blanket that covered his body was even removed.
"Come, Brother Master pray first. I want Azka to have a sister." Rianti held the hand of Master Izzul Islam and placed it on his chest.
"Don't think about Layla anymore. Give it to sister. All is well," continued Rianti when he saw Master Teacher Izzul Islam still silent look at him in wonder. Hearing that, Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled.
"You are a great wife. In that case, we wudhu' and pray sunnah first," said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Rianti smiled. He stretched out his hands to be carried by Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam smiled. Rianti's body was then carried to the bathroom.