PREGNANT WITHOUT BEING TOUCHED
Chapter 19
PREGNANT WITHOUT TOUCH (19)
"You're going now to Daddy's?" ask Umi when approaching Aslan and Namira who are now busy packing.
"Yes Umi, mumpung is still morning, still cool, still not much pollution. Kasian Namira if it's noon, it must be hot, Namira's fear of dizziness adds nausea again." Aslan spoke long, but answered yes.
Umi and Namira laughed together. "Li'd love your husband, that's unfortunately." Farah stroked the head of Namira wrapped in a headscarf.
"Enjoy! it's the same with my own son." Aslan pretended to sulk.
He was so happy to see his two women laughing happily.
"Ayoo, what's this again? Remember, we can't blame anyone!" Karim who had just entered Aslan's room immediately joined the roost.
"Now Bah, this is Umi again asked Aslan, 'would you leave now?' Do you know what Aslan's answer is?" asked Farah with a smile.
"What Mi?" sahut Karim while glancing at Aslan whose face had started to red.
"Udah dong Umi, Aslankan is ashamed of this Namira." Aslan melengos, not wanting until Namira sees his face.
"It's all baby?" aslan asked his wife who was taking some necessities.
"Dear Brother." Namira close her two lips, inexplicably she feels embarrassed when she calls Aslan dear.
While Aslan should not be asked, he immediately turned his body, his face was pink, his heart Jedak jedug like the sound of a drum.
Breathing out to neutralize the pounding, long enough aslan turned his back on Namira, after which Aslan turned again to his wife who was not there.
"Honey.. Where are you?" Aslan did not find the woman.
He went out looking for his wife. In the descent of the stairs with a quick step, Aslan was very worried if something happened to his wife and child.
Aslan half ran to find the source of the voice he had just heard. His voice came from the back garden.
There are already Farah, Mbok dalem, and some santri princesses.
"Darling, how come you're not saying anything?" whispered Aslan after standing near Namira.
Namira laughed crisply as an opium for Aslan, "Darling you can only laugh in front of me is ok." Aslan began to return possessive.
"Yes, that's when I threw away my face, Umi ngajak me, tuh make rice liwet." pointed Namira on the kettle that was on the stove.
Farah and the others are currently in the backyard near the vegetable garden, where many of the princess santri are picking and harvesting vegetables. they deliberately cooked rice liwet using a traditional kitchen made from a brick arrangement.
"Umi, how even cook rice liwet anyway, do we want to go?" asked Aslan who really did not understand with these two women.
Aslan did not know if the one who wanted rice liwet was his wife who craved to eat rice liwet but the cooking must be in the kitchen furnace.
"It's Ning Namira's will, Gus." Mbok Dalem who said tell Aslan.
Aslan looked directly at his wife's face "dear, is this you want?" Aslan just made sure.
Namira nodded quickly, and made Aslan let out a long sigh, saying,
"You're not saying the same thing, brother, hm? You feel useless, baby." Aslan sulked back at Namira.
"Iihh Abang what'an anyway, not that Abang." Namira pulls Aslan's burly hand.
A pull that makes Aslan's body directly facing Namira. Aslan was like on purpose, pretending to furiously prank the woman in front of him.
"Yes, you will eat the rice until full! we just went to Dad's house, okay." Aslan pulled his hand slowly and invited him to sit down, do not forget Aslan never wanted to see his wife exhausted.
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"Umi, Abah, we're leaving first yeah." Aslan and Namira say goodbye to both.
" Yes you have set out, you are careful on the road" said Karim to both.
"Aslan, you remember yeah, don't drive that car so hard for your wife and kids." This time Farah gave the message.
At exactly half-nine, the two left the house, after saying goodbye.
*****
Zuhur along with all the santri with karim who became priests, the three guests who had just come also participated in congregational prayers, because I saw azan zuhur first heard before his third leg reached the house of Dalem.
The chanting of the Quranic verses that come out of Karim's mouth sounds so beautiful and the shahdu makes all worshipers very solemn.
After completing the congregational prayer, not all students leave the mosque, there are many santri who continue their usual activities.
each of them took the Qur'an or other books that they would study with Ustadz and Ustadzah.
For book lessons or studying books they will directly study at Ustadz or Ustadzah. But to teach all Santri can do it to their senior santri. Suppose like the usual activities of all santri after performing dawn prayers, they will do sorogan with senior santri, either designated as a rohis or each head kobong or their room.
While Karim himself did the same thing, because today Karim got a schedule to do a study to santri putra. Just about to start, there was one santri who approached Karim, who was,
"Assalamualaikum, yayi," said santri who had met three guests Karim. while kissing the reverence of Karim's hand.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, what's up, son?" asked Karim while looking at the santri's face.
Santri also told if there were three guests who became Kiayi.
Meanwhile, the intended guests are already in the house of Dalem escorted by other students. At this moment they were already occupying the seats that were in front.
"Assalamualaikum," said Karim when he reached the front of the house, the three immediately stood up.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" said the three together, while kissing Karim's hand. While Wulan only put both hands on the chest, as well as Karim did the same.
"Please sit down." Karim again invited his three guests.
The table where they sat had three drinks and food.
From the inside direction appeared Mbok dalem who now walked over to Karim and his three guests. Apparently Mbok Dalem has seen Karim since he just arrived home.
"It's kiayi drink it please." Mbok dalem put a cup filled with water on the table, after which immediately back inside.
"Please drink!" Kiayi offered, although what she offered was seen to be reduced.
"Already sir Kiayi, this is half." Dion replied with a shy smile, his hand pointing at the drink himself
which is already toilet.
Karim chuckled with the mangosteen.
"If I can tell, what needs are there, or who might want to meet?" ask Karim.
Maher nudged Dion, who made Dion turn his head immediately, and raised his eyebrows, as if to ask 'why'?.
Maher immediately gave the code with his eye movements, if he wanted Dion to speak, while Wulan shook her head to see the behavior to both of them.
"Previously introduce me to Dion, this is my wife, Wulan and that's my cousin Maher." At the end of the sentence Dion pointed with his thumb towards Maher.
Karim smiled, "yes . yes."
"I actually know Kiayi sir's son, Gus Aslan."
"Oh yeah, if you know where Nak Dion is with Aslan?"
"We're a community of Mr. Kiayi, a community of natural disaster relief." Dion explained.
"My goal was to come here in addition to wanting to negotiate with his family, I also want to accompany my cousin Maher, to propose." Dion explained about their goal.
Hearing the word filed left Karim confused, 'providing what? What proposal? But I don't have a daughter' that's what Karim thinks.
"I want to propose to be a donor in this pak Kiayi pak" this time Maher himself informed his intentions.
"Subhanallah, how noble you are" Karim praised Maher.
"I'm sorry to know, what's your job, son?" Karim asked carefully.
Karim asked that just want to make sure if everything is clear and right, in other words everything is halal.
"I helped my parents run the company" Maher replied.
"Before I thank you for the kindness of you who want to share a little of your treasure. But I apologize, because this pesantren does not accept donors, this pesantren is independent.as for those who want to share it can by giving compensation to orphans in this pesantren, each year they have a special event for them. Later on in the event the guests either invited or could not hand it directly to them. Such is the discordant system that exists in this pesantren." Karim tried to explain her well and carefully, he did not want his guest to feel offended and hurt because of his rejection.
"Well Mr. Kiayi, it doesn't matter, because my goal is to give alms, how the rules will be, I will follow" said Maher, who was not offended by Karim's refusal.
"Well then, son Maher, I'll tell you when it's done."
"I'm waiting for news." Maher smiled at Karim. 'At least I still have a chance to meet him.' Maher said.
"Sorry Mr. Kiayi, have I not seen Aslan?" Dion who had been silent since then finally made a sound.
"Aslan with his wife went to Namira's parents' house." Karim tells Dion about Aslan's departure.
"Where is Aslan Pak Kiayi's house?" Maher was already unable to resist his curiosity.
"Just like you guys."
"Jakarta." Wulan.
"It's true, son, Jakarta."
"Yes, then we say goodbye, I send greetings to Aslan." Dion said goodbye and followed the others.
'Jakarta.' Maher monologues in his heart, while smiling.
The three left Pesantren and returned to Jakarta.
"Dion, do you know Gus Aslan's house-in-law?" maher asked pretending to focus on looking ahead.
This time it was Maher who was the driver for Dion and Wulan. Currently Dion was sitting behind Wulan's company, initially Meher refused because she felt she was a chauffeur, but when seeing Wulan holding her stomach and complaining of pain Maher finally allowed her to accompany Wulan behind.
Maher finally no longer invited Dion to speak because he felt sorry to see Wulan who was currently in pain, it seemed like her stomach was cramping because of soy sauce.
" On sory bother jerk, do you have Gus Aslankan's number? Send it to me! you said yourself that you are members of the natural disaster relief community, yes I also want dong to be part of you donating my money."
Dion nodded "ok," Dion replied briefly.
The vehicle carried by Maher was traveling at a moderate speed, splitting the road to the right left lined with large trees because it was late afternoon, and the road was open to the road, Maher also predicted if they will arrive in Jakarta off the magrib later.