NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#95
The rain is still pouring. Fahmi and Farida who are ready with their school uniform back bite their fingers. It's been two weeks since they were expelled from the house. Coupled with the rain that began yesterday, dispelling their spirit to start their first day of school.
Now they are both seen standing with sullen faces on the porch of the house looking towards the waterlogged courtyard. Sulastri just stared at them while holding Rayhan. Nurul, who had been approaching them, finally ventured closer. Rayhan who was in Sulastri's sling was taken and held her.
"Be careful, brother. Your stomach will be kicked" Sulastri said with a smile. Nurul smile. He started teasing Rayhan. Rayhan's laughter sounded crisp among the boisterous sounds of rain.
"Fahmi, Farida, here, Nak," said Sulastri calling the two. Fahmi and Farida who still looked sullen, lazily put their feet closer towards Sulastri.
Sulastri grabbed the bodies of both.
"Come, Mom. Take us to school" said Farida. Sulastri tidied up his hair.
"All your friends can't go to school today either. If we go to school today, we won't find anyone there" Sulastri said, trying to convince them. "Again, his car was in my father's use," There was a cough sound rumbling from the direction in the house. Sulastri. Bi Aisyah who he assigned ironing her clothes was seen leaning against the wall of the house.
"Bi, take a break. Take the medicine first, Bi," Sulastri said. Nurul who paced carrying Rayhan on the porch of the house approached towards Sulastri.
"Bi Aisyah is doing it again, sister," said Nurul.
"Again the iron,"
"Let me help you, brother." Nurul gives Rayhan to Sulastri. Nurul immediately entered and not long after, bi Aisyah came out. He sounded sneezing a few times. Bi Aisyah's face looks unhealthy.
"Come there, aunt took her medicine and immediately rested. Call Rahima too, Bi," Sulastri said. Rayhan who was in his carriage soared in excitement when he saw bi Aisyah.
"His beautiful aunt is sick again. Vacation first yes play the same aunt," prevent Sulastri when Rayhan poked his hands to bi Aisyah. Bi Aisyah waved her hand towards Rayhan. Seeing that, Rayhan cried.
"Patience, yes. Rayhan is the same mother first," said bi Aisyah. He immediately ran to the side room.
While waiting for Rahima to come, Sulastri dropped Rayhan on the floor. Some toys are taken out by Sulastri to keep Rayhan busy. Farida and Fahmi who look bored at him.
"Fahmi, you go on a hut, son. You don't want to" said Sulastri. Fahmi. He looked at Sulastri.
"Still remember not if you had promised the father would go down. Instead of not being able to continue school like this, Fahmi better go to school. There is no such thing as a holiday there. There you can study, learn and do a lot of activities. Many more friends,"
"Farida's coming, ma'am," said Farida. His pouting face turned carefree.
Sulastri smiled and rubbed Farida's hair.
"Later if Farida's big. Let her brother go first, Farida will follow," said Sulastri.
"Where to go" asked Fahmi. Rahima's coming. Sulastri told him to accompany Rayhan.
"At the qudwatusshalihin boarding school. That we were there yesterday. Wanna?" sulastri.
"Hore, Fahmi will soon be ustadz" Rahima said, raising Rayhan's hands.
"Last night his brother Fahinya was great, Mom. The speech is good, especially if it is gone," continued Rahima.
"really? Wow, I'm proud of you. Especially later if you are already mondok, definitely more proud mother. You'd be happy."
Fahmi was silent for a while. He seems to be thinking.
"Your father is taking care of the transfer files. I talked about it with your father too. Your dad is so happy and proud that you're going to go to the hotel,"
Nurul who was listening from inside seemed to smile.
Fahmi nodded his head. Sulastri smiled with relief. He brought Fahmi's body closer and kissed her forehead.
"If Fahmi has agreed, tomorrow we will go to the qudwatusshalihin boarding school. We should meet first with Pour Master. Now, get your sister to change clothes" Sulastri said.
Sulastri. It is heavy if you have to part with Fahmi. He was a kid. But he has to go. To be a good person, you don't have to be a santri. But the times have changed. Free association and advanced technology, must be made strong shield so that future generations do not become slaves at that time. What Fahmi and the children his age will meet will be much different from today. Science and faith are two powerful weapons for dealing with it. Fahmi has to learn to live independently, so does Farida. They will be the successors of the company. Successors who will lead by faith so as to remain in accordance with religious guidance.
The sound of the cell phone ringing. Sulastri was ripped from his daydream. He immediately got up and stepped into the house. He smiled as he read the incoming message on his phone screen. He looked towards Rahima.
"Rahima, Jamblang has been caught" Sulastri said with excitement.
"Alhamdulillah, finally got him too," said Rahima no less happy. Hearing that, Nurul released the strika in his hand. He stared in astonishment at the happy looking faces of Sulastri and Rahima.
"Jambourney? Jamblang who, Kak," said Nurul want to know.
"Bad man. But now it's been arrested" Sulastri replied.
* * * * *
Meanwhile.
Mr. Jamal and Mr. Efendi were seen sitting in a coffee shop located about a hundred meters from the beach. Their cigarette smoke billowed over their heads. The rain is still pouring. The sound of his rumbling ripples on the roof of the cafe made it difficult for them to hear each other.
"So, how are our next plans," said Efendi half-cried. Jamal's sir raised both shoulders. Both of his legs were raised and chose to sit cross-legged on his seat.
"I don't have any ideas. Rianti is our only weapon. But the kid's stupid. He let his company be taken by people. Idiotically. Stupid jerk. Stupid as his papa" said Jamal.
Mr. Efendi smiled.
"If the owner himself has given up, inevitably you have to give up too" said Mr. Efendi. Mr. Jamal stared displeased. He lowered his legs again. He shook his head while grimacing.
"No, not at all. I'm not at all willing if the company is controlled by women that is not clear. I need to figure out a way to get that company into my hands,"
"Weight, Mr. Jamal. So heavy. They have a formal letter of transfer of company assets to Sulastri. They also have a lawyer and a reliable lawyer like Mr. Sahril. I've been racking my mind looking for ideas to help you. But I haven't gotten a crack in that direction." Mr. Efendi gave a long sigh.
"I thought you managed to persuade Rianti." continued Efendi in a weak tone.
Aaagh!
Mr. Jamal's breaking the table. The coffee glass on the table is almost upside down. Mr. Efendi immediately secured his coffee glass and immediately sipped it.
"Ok, I'm going to the office first. Again, the success of our plan depends on the success of Mr. Jamal persuaded Rianti" said Mr. Efendi. He stood up after finishing his coffee.
Jamal stood up.
"I'll try again. I'll use every means to get the boy to cooperate. If we need to use him," said Mr. Jamal. Mr. Efendi smiled. Without saying anything, he passed by leaving Jamal's pack.