PaMud PaPa Young
The House of Mr. Ustadz

"Bango is black but he is sweet, unlike white flour there is no taste at all."

Zainel and Mr. Ustadz had just arrived at Mr. ustadz's house, they had this afternoon gone to the house of a friend of Mr. ustadz who was chasing in the village office. This friend of ustadz sir will enter Zainel's data into KK pak ustadz.

"Do you want to stop by first?"

"No need for Ustadz's brother, I just want to go home."

"Can you ask for help with me?"

"Can you ask for help what?"

"Tomorrow the night after the prayer isya you brought Tary here."

"Why should I bring him here brother?"

"There's something you both want to say to you."

"What do you want to say?"

"Tomorrow you know, you'd better get home now it's night."

"Then I go home first brother." Zainel said goodbye to ustadz, he slapped the back of his hand.

Zainel walked towards her rented house all the way to the rented house.

Actually what do you want us to talk about. Looks like tonight I won't be able to sleep thinking about what Mr. Ustadz wants to talk to us inner Zainel.

Zainel kept busy with her thoughts so she did not realize that she had walked past the rented house.

"Why did I get here?" Zainel stopped walking then he was shocked as he looked towards the front. It turned out that he was already standing in front of Tary's house.

"Ah, for thinking of Mr. Ustad I became salfok nih."

"Is he asleep?" I looked towards his house and saw all the lights were still on.I glanced towards his room it turned out that the lights of his house were still on.

"Like he hasn't slept."

"Why hasn't she been sleeping?"

"Is he thinking of me too?"

While Tary who was in the room was sitting on the bed while leaning on the bed dashboard.

"Haacim haacim." Tary is playing because she is being designed by Zainel.

"Who the hell are these gini nights against me?"

Zainel was standing in front of Tary's house. Zainel heard Tary's voice and she heard Tary's voice talking to herself.

"I am the one who knows you."

"Good night Tary, don't stay up. I'm going back to the contract first." Zainel spoke in a soft voice so that it would be impossible for Tary to be heard in her room. After that Zainel walked over to his rented house.

Zainel lay on a mattress on the floor Tary gave her. Zainel put her head on the pillow. Zainel stared at the ceiling inside her room. Zainel feels grateful to be in this place even though he just stayed in the rented.

Neighbors around his rented so friendly often greeted him every meet. Neighbors often gave him food. This kind of social life that he had never felt while living in city B. So he felt at home wanting to settle down to live in a small town D.

Zainel also felt dizzy when facing girls who have dared to come to his rented house.

"It's not the same here."

"Girls must have taken me to the house to cow."

"Reach the heck tuh chick to have nyamperin me home?"

"My face is ordinary."

"But every time I meet girls I look like a dracin actor."

"Just a mediocre face."

"The only girl who seems indifferent to me is Tary the son of the owner of this contract."

"Well, that's what got me interested in getting close to him."

"How can I get close to him?"

"It seems she's the kind of girl I've approached so I'm interested in getting close to her."

"Oh yes, I remember tomorrow I was told to bring it to the house of Mr. Ustadz. Tomorrow night I just come to her house to let her go together."

Zainel's Day Night Esokan was already at the door of Tary's house.

Tok.......... Tok

"Assalamu'alaikum."Zainel knocked on Tary's door

"Getishalam." Tary who heard the sound of the house door on tap immediately walked towards the door. When Tary arrived at the door of the house, she opened the door.

"How are you?"

"As you can see. What the hell are you here for?"

"I told Mr. Ustadz to bring you home now."

"You go there first and I'll follow. Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"No."

After listening to Zainel Tary's words closed the door to his house.Tary entered his room, he changed clothes with Navi-colored cloth trousers and Navi-colored long-sleeved shirts. Tary sprayed perfume all over her clothes after which she walked towards the door.

Tary opens the door to her house and is shocked by the sound of baritone.

"Are you ready?"

"Astagfirullah, it turns out you're still here." Tary was surprised when she heard the baritone voice, she held her chest and she turned to look towards the source of the voice. It turned out that Zainel was sitting on a chair on the porch of his house.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you. You see, Mr. Ustadz said, we have to go there." Zainel stood up from the chair.

Tary did not respond to Zainel's remarks, she closed the door. He locked the door again after it locked he pulled out the key. He put the house keys in his pants pocket. Tary walked down the street to Mr. Ustadz's house.

"Hey, wait."

"Well, how did you leave me." Zainel walked widened his footsteps to catch up with Tary who had walked first.

"I've been waiting for you to stay." Zainel was already walking beside Tary.

"Did I tell you to wait for me?"

"Nothing."

"Well you know, even that I told you first to go to the house of Mr. Ustadz but you waited for me. I'm not wrong."

"I'm waiting for you on my own initiative."

"Actually why did Mr. Ustadz tell us to go to his house?" Tary stopped walking.

"I don't know either." Seeing Tary stop walking Zainel also did the same thing as Tary, which was to stop walking.

"Just this time I was told to go to the house of Mr. Ustadz when as I remember, I never did anything wrong."

"From us continue to suspect we better get there so we know the purpose of Mr. Ustadz inviting us to his house."

"You're right too." After hearing Zainel's words, Tary again set her foot toward the house of Mr. Ustadz.

...~ Connect ~...