NIGHT BUTTERFLY
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Jamila and Rianti looked at each other. The atmosphere was momentarily quiet and tense. Master Teacher Izzul Islam bowed his head after a moment of noticing the facial expressions of the two. Especially when no words come out of the two for a long time.
Master Izzul Islam mendehem. He poured water back into the glass in front of him. Then drink it slowly. Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh.
"Oh, forget it. If you don't allow it, that's okay" said Master Izzul Islam with a smile. He grabbed the body of both and embraced it. But both Rianti and Jamila both pulled her body. Master Izzul Islam frowned. Both expressions looked flat. He felt that what he expressed had made the mood of both of them not good. Master Izzul Islam holds both hands. Again Rianti pulled his hand and got up. The same thing was done by Jamila. Rianti pulled Jamila's hand and took her out. Spontaneous Master Teacher Izzul Islam rose up and pursued them. The bodies of the two of them immediately hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything. You are still my wife. Come on, let's sit back. I would like to take you for a walk tomorrow, as well as talk about the Umrah plan in this fasting month," said Master Izzul Islam while continuing to pull the body of the two to sit back. Rianti and Jamila remained silent. That makes Master Izzul Islam go awry. Many times he took turns kissing the head of Rianti and Jamila.
"Yes, God, I have sinned for hurting my two wives. I have been unjust," urged Master Izzul Islam restless. Rianti lowered her face while glancing at Jamila who seemed to have been unable to hold back her laughter anymore. Suddenly, the atmosphere that had seemed tense for Master Izzul Islam changed with crisp laughter from both. Rianti and Jamila, who had turned their backs on Mr. Guru Izzul Islam, now turned around and embraced Mr. Guru Izzul Islam. Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He was relieved to see the two hiding their heads while laughing in his arms. He raised his head and kissed the two of them. Slowly he turned the two over and was about to take her back to the sofa.
Wait a minute." suddenly Rianti pulled his hand.
"Karna Kak Tuan has made us sad, Kak Tuan must carry us to the sofa. You agree, don't you, Jamila?" rianti said as he glanced towards Jamila.
"I agree" said Jamila as she gave her thumbs up. Master Izzul Islam smiled. Without saying any more, Master Teacher Izzul Islam immediately grabbed Rianti's body and carried him to the sofa.
After putting Rianti on the sofa, Master Izzul Islam rushed back and immediately lifted Jamila's body.
Master Izzul Islam threw his body in the middle of Rianti and Jamila.
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh. He looks relieved.
"For a moment, my heart was almost removed because of you" said Mr. Guru Islam while bringing the body of both to his body. Jamila and Rianti again could not help but laugh. They both covered their faces with their palms because their laughter never subsided.
"Already, already. Can't overdo it like that." Master Izzul Islam rubbed the heads of both. After the laughter of the two subsided, Master Izzul Islam fixed his sitting position.
"I'm going to rest first. Wake me up for the Ashar prayer" said Master Izzul Islam while releasing his handrails on the body of the two. He then rose. But just as he was about to step his foot, Rianti held his hand.
Master Izzul Islam. Rianti beckoned with a blink of his eyes to sit down. Jamila did the same. Holding the hand of the other Master Izzul Islam and gesturing to sit down. Master Izzul Islam frowned. His body crashed on the sofa as Rianti and Jamila simultaneously withdrew his hands.
"We're not done yet, Brother Tuan," said Rianti.
"meaning?"
"Sir Master hasn't told you who the girl is yet,"
"Which girl?"
"The girl who was trying to get third place next to Brother Tuan,"
Master Guru Izzul Islam gave a long sigh.
"Oh, forget it. Now it doesn't matter anymore. You two are the most important. Think of it as me just kidding," said Master Izzul Islam. From the look on his face, he really did not want Rianti or Jamila to bring up the problem again. Rianti gave a short sigh.
"No, Brother Master. What we did just now was to test Mr. Sir. We didn't really do it" said Rianti with a serious facial expression, but still with a slight smile on his lips.
Master Izzul Islam shook his head. I want to make it clear that he doesn't want to talk about it anymore.
"Suppose that never happened. Honestly, I feel ashamed to say it. I do not feel very grateful" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam.
"Sir, we apologize." Jamila. He smiles.
" We are not at all surprised to hear that Brother Tuan is getting married again. One night we both had a long discussion about if you ever get married again, Sis Tuan" continued Jamila.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled and shook his head again.
"I feel that your permission is a guidance from God. If you are not free, then it is a sign that I cannot remarry" said Master Izzul Islam.
"Then tell us who the girl is" Rianti said.
Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled again shaking his head. He embraced both.
"Rianti, Jamila, I told you, this doesn't need to be extended anymore. Consider this all you've never heard of,"
"But we've heard it already, Brother Master. How could we possibly assume it never existed. Come on, tell us who the girl is," Rianti said as he swiped his head on the arms of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam blew his breath while massaging his forehead. Rianti and Jamila continued to press. The problem he had thought was over, turned out to be long.
Master Izzul Islam scratched his head and let out a long sigh. He paused for a moment and looked back at the two in turn.
"Qurratul Aini, wife of the late Cristian,"
Rianti lifted his body. He turned to Jamila. The two look at each other.
Rianti turned his gaze to Master Guru Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam nodded his head.
"Why Sis Tuan is not looking for a girl. Why are you interested in widows?"
Master Izzul Islam smiled.
"I don't know, Sister. I just need to do it. I want to revive the pesantren left behind by the late Master Faeshal. She is also a widow. It would be nice if I make her a wife to meet all the needs of her life. It's not like your wishes. He is not a reciter of the Qur'an. But he's a scholar whose knowledge we can use." Master Izzul Islam stopped his words. He took his coffee off the table. Sweat was seen wetting his chest. Jamila got up and turned on the AC in the room.
"And as I said earlier, this is indeed a hint from Allah so that I do not marry him," continued Master Izzul Islam after Jamila sat back nearby. Rianti smiled. The palm of Master Izzul Islam's hand held him firmly.
"I personally have no doubt about your good intentions. Without even informing us and asking permission, Brother Tuan can marry again." Rianti paused for a moment and smiled towards Jamila. Jamila raised her palm inviting Rianti to continue with her words.
"I personally allow Brother Tuan to marry Qurratul Aini. Now, the final decision is on Jamila. If he allows, Brother Master no longer needs to hesitate. We will take care of it for Tuan", Rianti said with a smile to Master Izzul Islam.
"Already, Rianti. We don't need mem...,"
"I also let Brother Tuan marry him" Jamila said before Master Izzul Islam cut off the talk of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam smiled as he shook his head.
"Already, Brother Tuan just shut up, as I said earlier, if Jamila also has agreed, we will propose Qurratul Aini for Brother Tuan,"
Master Teacher Izzul Islam was silent staring at the two in turn. After that he lowered his face. Her tears seemed to fall on her lap.
"Why is your brother crying,"
"I'm afraid you did it because you didn't want to hurt my heart. And I'm fine if I don't marry Qurratul Aini,"
"We've been married for a long time, Brother Tuan. Why Kak Tuan still can not distinguish between our sincere and unrequited facial expressions? I'm sure your Master can feel it. It's just that Brother Tuan felt unbearable to us. We have absolutely no problem with that. After all, what you intend, is in accordance with our expectations," said Rianti. He seemed so disappointed that Master Izzul Islam did not believe him. Seeing that, hurriedly Master Izzul Islam embraced Rianti. And so is Jamila.
For a moment Master Izzul Islam dissolved in his tears of gratitude. Thank God for being blessed with two beautiful wives and shalah. Two wives who never cared about the hurtful comments and words out there. A foolish and pious woman, who always uses the name of religion in every decision. Both of them really keep the voices from affecting each other's minds. Both are aware, negative comments always come from people whose hearts are troubled.
Master Izzul Islam further tightened his embrace as Rianti and Jamila took turns kissing his cheeks.