Not Nackal, Nurul!
Tommy Mondok in Nurul Pesantren?

One night, where all the activities had ended early, Tommy paid a visit to Rudi's residence.  It's been a long time since Tommy had a very close conversation with his best friend.  Liquor, jokes smelling adult discussion, or just wasting treasure for a moment of pleasure, all that is no longer done with Rudi.

“Hai, Tommy.  How are you doing?  Emh, still Tommy, right?  Or do you have another name?  Ahmadis?  Yusuf?” said Rudi who spread his arms to welcome Tommy into the room Rudi read.

Tommy welcomes his best friend.  They embrace for a moment while patting each other on the shoulder.  “Come on, you think I just got baptized the opposite version?  Hahaha... My name is still Tommy, Bro!” said Tommy.

Rudi also let Tommy sit down.  “Brandy?  Oh, of course not, huh?” said Rudi who removed his glass from the table.  “Teh,” replied Tommy.  They smile at each other.  “Alright,” said Rudi.  Rudi also shouted to his assistant to make two cups of tea.

“I think you've forgotten me,” said Rudi.  “Hei!  You think my head just hit?  What does the lump look like here?” said Tommy holding his forehead.  “Only amnesia can make you forget me?  Hahaha... Could be, you, Bro!” said Rudi.

Tommy and Rudi also talked about the development of their respective activities.  Rudi with his art activities and Tommy with his political activities, especially his new activities as an Islamic learner.

“I want you to accompany me tomorrow to the clinic,” Tommy said.  “Clinic?  You sick?” ask Rudi.  Tommy shakes.  “Wait a minute, we are talking about your Islamic activities..A minute, a minute... Oh, no... Don't say.. “ said Rudi who then looked down at Tommy's stomach.  “Cut?” continued Rudi with a grieving look.

“Hey, what are you saying?  Mana may be cut, only slightly roded,” replied Tommy.  “Oh, yes, fine.  Dikerat,” said Rudi nodded small then set his breath like he was about to calm down.  Tommy loved the look on his best friend's face.  He deliberately wanted to prank Rudi like this.

“You're sure, Tom?” ask Rudi.  “Of course,” replied Tommy.  “For Nurul?” ask Rudi again.  Tommy's speechless.  “What happened?  Are there any other girls?” ask Rudi.  “It's been a long time since I met him, not even leaving time to just greet him even though through chat though,” replied Tommy.

“It's been that far as your journey, Tom,” said Rudi.  “Till this second I do not know if the girl has been betrothed by others or not,” said Tommy.

“I thought you did this all for the sake of the girl, but why..” said Rudi.  “At first yes, I did it for the girl.  But, the more I get into this, the more it makes me love.” said Tommy.  “Loving?” rudi said astonished.  “Loving my own loss.  Sorry if I was selfish,” continued Tommy.

“Emh.  It's okay, Tom.  I will always support you.  Everyone has their own spiritual experience.  You have the right to choose your own way of life, Tom,” said Rudi.

“Then, what do you do when the girl has been betrothed by someone else?” ask Rudi.  “Unthinkable.  I don't know.  It will probably be a long time for me to get a replacement,” Tommy said.

*

Tomorrow also comes.  Tommy invites Rudi to accompany him to the clinic.  On the way, Rudi chatted with Tommy.  “By the way do you really not want to contact Nurul at all?” ask Rudi.  Tommy did not answer, he just smiled.

“Yeah, where are all your social media apps?  You really have cleaned the contents of your HP,” said Rudi.  Suddenly a ringing through the loudspeaker was heard.

TUUUT...TUUUT.. “Halo?  Assalamu aleikum?” a woman's voice came from Tommy's cell phone.  That voice sounded trembling.  Tommy immediately widened his eyes to Rudi.  It was unexpected that Rudi called Nurul through Tommy's phone.

“Speak!” whispered Rudi.  “Ehm... emh... “ Tommy is so hesitant to say.  “Ah, slow.  Hello there.  Nurul, how are you doing there?” said Rudi.  “Oh, Brother Rudi.  Fine, Brother.  Alhamdulillahot.  Sis, this is Tommy's number, right?” nurul.

“Iya is right, but Tommy is now getting ready to do circumcision,” said Rudi.  “Sunat?  By Allah!  Tommy!” call Nurul happy.  “Iya, Nurul.  I'll do it this morning,” Tommy said.

“Tommy did it for you, Nurul.  Soon he will come to Madura.  You're still not married, are you?” said Rudi ambush.  “Is that true, Tom?” nurul.  “True, Nurul.  If you allow me to come,” said Tommy.  “Aalhamdulillah's.  I thought you had forgotten me,” Nurul said.

“Emh... a few days ago there was a friend of the Father who came.  They introduced someone to me,” Nurul said.  “Introduce someone?  You mean..” said Tommy.  “Stupid?” sela Rudi's.  “Ya, you could say so,” replied Nurul.  “Do you accept it?  Accept that matchmaking?” ask Tommy.

“No, I don't accept it.  I think I should still focus on my studies.  I don't think about getting married,” Nurul said.  “So, Tommy must wait for you to finish college first can ask you, so?” ask Rudi.  Rudi was so impatient with Tommy's hesitation in words, therefore he always grabbed the conversation over the phone.

“There may be I can miss it,” said Nurul shyly.  “Missing your lecture?” ask Rudi.  “Not,” says Nurul.  Tommy who listened to Nurul's words immediately exhaled with relief.  The grimacing was both curved on Tommy and Rudi's faces while looking at each other.

“May you and Tommy be the same couple, Nurul,”.  The conversation over the phone ended with exciting news for Tommy.  He did not expect Nurul to have refused the advice of other men to wait for him.

For him what he had done all this time was not in vain.  In his spirit, he continued his journey to the clinic.  Tommy performed the procedure quietly.

*

Some time later.  Tommy just came out of the surgical room wearing a sarong.  The road looked a bit clumsy, but his face was ordinary.  Like nothing just happened.

“Ah, you suck, Rudi.  Not having the guts to accompany me inside,” taunted Tommy while walking hand in hand with Rudi in the clinic corridor.  “Ih.  When I asked you to look at your stuff!  I'm a fuckin' guy!” said Rudi.  Failed to have Tommy prank Rudi.  Actually Tommy wanted to prank Rudi by forcing him to follow the circumcision process, but unfortunately Rudi did not want to.

“Allah, you base who has no guts.  Who knows, one day you will catch up with me doing it,” said Tommy.  “What?  Uh!  Rather than talk no better as soon as we get home.  I'll drive.  I also can not stand the aroma of drugs here,” said Rudi.