NIGHT BUTTERFLY
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"Who's coming, Jamila," asked Rianti as Jamila returned to the kitchen. Seeing Jamila back, Azka who was sitting Rianti on the kitchen table chair immediately raised both hands, asking for Jamila to be lifted. He whined for her to be carried.
"There are old mothers. He said his son used to go here. In fact, he used to accompany the deceased Nyai mom to sleep in her room with Suhaini and Nur Jamila. Poor, he said his son was sick. He wants to meet Mr. Jamila said, lifting Azka's body to her sling.
Rianti took a few steps back when a few pieces of fish were put in the boiling cooking oil. He pushed Jamila's body further back in fear of splashing oil on Jamila and Azka. Jamila then took the lid of the pan and gave it to Rianti. Very carefully Rianti closed the pan.
Rianti looked back at Jamila.
"If her mother really needs to, that's okay. Brother Tuan just wake up. Brother Tuan sleeps in your room" said Rianti.
"But not good either. Poor brother Master last night slept a little" said Jamila. Rianti smiled. He turned his body around and slowly opened the lid of the pan. Want to make sure the fried fish is not charred.
"It's okay. Even the Lord will protest if not awakened. Come on, take Azka with you. Let Azka wake up later" said Rianti. He then rubbed Azka's head.
"Wake up, son. Tell me there's a guest" Rianti said after kissing Azka's head. Azka nodded.
Jamila held onto Rianti's shoulder.
"Well, I'll call Suhaini and Nur Jamila back to the kitchen" Jamila said. He then rushed to his room to wake Master Izzul Islam.
Nur Jamila and Suhaini got up from their seats when Master Izzul Islam appeared from the side. Jamila, who was behind Master Izzul Islam, signaled that the two would return to the kitchen. Azka who was in his trunk was handed over to Suhaini. Not long after the two sat down, Rianti came. He took a seat next to Jamila. Inak Nurmah noticed Master Izzul Islam who was saluting and kissing his hands.
"Diminum, ma'am," said Jamila as she pointed to the drink in front of Nurmah's inak. Inak Nurmah smiled.
"Mom looking for me?" asked Master Teacher Izzul Islam after inak Nurmah almost finished the cold drink in his hands. The fresh fruit juice served to her was so refreshing. He who was very thirsty once enjoyed the freshness of the drink.
"Yes, Mukarom" answered Nurmah. Master Izzul Islam scrunched his forehead. Jamila smiled and whispered something. Rianti did not forget to tell him as well. Both smiling.
"If you may know, what is it, ma'am," asked Master Izzul Islam.
"Please my son, son. He's been sick for a long time. He used to go here. I don't know why he suddenly stopped. Since then he has been a lax. Frequently crying. The situation was getting worse because at that time his father also died. He doesn't want to eat. At first there was nothing wrong with my son. His hand is not free from holding the Qur'an." Inak Nurmah stopped the conversation because spontaneously Rianti and Jamila said subhanallah.
"Mom is old, son. I can't take care of my son anymore." Inak Nurmah stopped his words. But this time he rubbed a little tear at the end of his eye.
"Until one night I thought about what caused my son that way. I'm sure it wasn't because of his father's death. I'm more sure of the cause after coming home from here. Did my son ever make a mistake so he got fired from here? Or maybe there's something he's done that he's felt guilty about up until now?" inak Nurmah. His seat is slightly raised. His black and wrinkled hands were placed on the hands of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam who looks solemn' heard the story of Nurmah, smiled. Now he is holding both hands of Nurmah's inak.
"If you may know, what mother's child is her name?" ask Master Izzul Islam.
"Zulhiyani, son," answered Nurmah. Master Izzul Islam frowned. He was trying to remember something.
"Said Suhaini, he also used to often be with Suhaini and Nur Jamila accompanied the late mother and helped the needs here," said Jamila. Master Izzul Islam nodded. He seems to remember. Master Izzul Islam let out a long sigh and stared alternately at Rianti and Jamila. After that, he again set his gaze towards Nurmah's inak.
"Mother take it easy, after eating we will visit the mother's child together. We treat him to health again" said Mr. Izzul Islam.
"But I can't linger, son. My son is alone at home. I was afraid something would happen to him" said Inak Nurmah.
"It's okay. Just for a second." Master Izzul Islam turned towards Rianti and Jamila.
"Come, tell Suhaini and Nur Jamila to prepare food, we have breakfast" said Mr. Izzul Islam. Jamila immediately got up and rushed towards the kitchen. Rianti shifted his sitting position up close next to the Nurmah stage.
"Mother, we eat for a while, we'll drive the mother in the car, let's get home quickly. I'm calm, yes" said Rianti while rubbing the back of Nurmah's mouth. When Rianti was involved in talks with the Nurmah, Mr. Guru Izzul Islam was still trying to remember the figure of Zulhiyani who was the son of the Nurmah inak. He recalled, Zulhiyani was one of three girls who had submitted the late Nyai Mustiani to be his wife. Zulhiyani, though beautiful, never remembered her at all. Karna Zulhiyani is a santri who he considers only the forced choice of Nyai Mustiani, considering that the two candidates who previously submitted the late Nyai Mustiani also chose to flee. Already, until there, he never bothered about it again. Both Zulhiyani, Layla and Qurratul Aini were her mother's forced choice because she did not want to see her married to Rianti. But after more than a year passed, Zulhiyani's figure reappeared. If inak Nurmah believes the cause of her son's illness comes from the boarding school she leads, does this have anything to do with that one-sided matchmaking? Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. It seems impossible. Zulhiyani has shown his repulsion by choosing to flee. The decision that he did not question or make him hurt because one of his students was defiant. Or maybe his mother swore an oath and said a no-no about Zulhiyani? Various questions filled the mind of Master Izzul Islam. But whatever the reason, he has to help inak Nurmah and his son.
Rianti secretly noticed Master Teacher Izzul Islam. Rianti touched the soft hand of Master Izzul Islam. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam was born from his daydream.
"Hhh, is the food ready?" ask Master Izzul Islam while looking here and there. Rianti smiled.
"Already, Brother Master. We are waiting for Sir. Come, let's go to the dining room, " said Rianti. Master Teacher Izzul Islam nodded his head and got up. Rianti immediately held Nurmah's hand and helped her stand up. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam stood waiting and told Rianti to bring the Nurmah.
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