SHE
18| Move

"Is my real father making sure I go back to Pasuruan?" ask me to Reon sir.

Mr. Reon looked at me with his eagle eyes that I had only recently noticed.

"Why? You don't want to?" tanyakanya.

I'm silent, what do you want to say try???

"Eee... instead of not wanting to sir, but I still miss Mimi." said I look for an excuse, so I do not need to come back to Pasuruan before returning to Jogja.

"I asked for Umi's permission from Abi yesterday"

WHATS? For what???

"Keep in the can???" ask me again. How dare you sir,,,

Mr. Reon nodded without looking at me, he was still busy putting his clothes to be brought home to Pasuruan. I let out a thin sigh, shattered was my attempt to reject his invitation. Honestly, I was not ready to socialize and adapt to the new environment. Although, the neighborhood is the same as my home.

"Ngapain dumbfounded?? Scribbles! Later that night I have the contents of the crafters!!" mr. Reon's orders.

I sneered, put back my clothes that I will bring back to Jogja all of you. Then I left Mr. Reon talking to someone across the phone after I finished tidying up my clothes and luggage.

The atmosphere of the cottage looks lonely, no more teaching activities, waiting in line for food like a train, and babbling the santri. Only a few students are still loyal and reluctant to leave the boarding house. Like Lastri, my best friend since sitting on the bench MTs.

I and Lastri are not the students Abi was in her teens. I went to Lamongan together with Lastri, grew up together and felt the sea breeze, not the mountain breeze like in Malang. Well, because that's what. Lastri was just like me, because he knew the ins and outs of my life without frills. Only after graduating MA, Lastri was accepted to study in Malang, and he was looking for boarding schools that also accommodate students. Finally I suggested to go to the cottage in Abi.

"ASALAMUALAIKUM, LASTRI!!!" Shouted me, calling his name in front of his room.

Lastri stumbled out of the room, with the scabbard she held on her head.

"Ono opo???" tanyanya panic.

I shook my head while smiling triumphantly, successfully pranking him. Lastri sneered and went back inside.

I sat in his room, enjoying the morning breeze.

"Yo ojo bar - bar tho neng!!" he said he forbade me to be bar-bar.

Are you not my bar-bar???

"Ono opo?" he asked again, realizing that my face had turned sour.

"Gue wants to go back today Las" I replied.

"to Jogja?"

"No. To Pasuruan, follow Mr. Reon." I replied again.

"Yo wes, ndak papa. I also want to go home to Lamongan the day after tomorrow, there is a family event. I want to marry you." said Lastri while patting my back slowly.

"Mas Labib wants to get married?" manywould be surprised.

Lastri nodded, then raised both his thumbs. Marked, wife mas Labib in accordance with the criteria desired by his family Lastri. I smile, happy.

Speaking of Labib. He was the first young man to shoot me, not because of my status. But purely because of his admiration for me. Obey, but unfortunately I refuse, because Lastri told me to refuse. He said, "don't want me to have a sister-in-law like you".

"Sir has a bang dong you??" ask me.

"I've had a bangkan kali Ra, already three from mbak Lasmi, want four instead" he said with enthusiasm.

I was surprised, the problem is that the marriage of Lasmi only lasted about four years. Really spit???

"Yo wes's. Later if the birth, I was told. Let's not buy a gift for de-bay."

"Where's the money?? Woh Siro kere!!" he said he was mocking me.

Lustri laughed at my words. Maybe she just remembered that I had changed my status to wife. My conversation was interrupted, when I saw my bontot brother walking into the princess' cottage.

"Don't say yes!" I said to Lastri before going up to his room and hiding behind a wall.

The dawn walked towards Lastri.

"Bak, ngertos mbak Tia?" ask him about Lastri.

"So here Gus, but now there is none" he replied.

Dawn came back to comb her hair.

"Later to meet the same mbak Tia, the number of mbak, in the same waiting bang O" said Fajar before returning to walk, tracing my existence.

After not seeing Dawn, I went back out to say goodbye to Lastri. Hugged her tightly, while crying. Our habits since the first mumps, which never changed until now. After that, I returned home through the back door and met with Ja'far who was busy eating. He beckoned me through his eyes, if I was waiting in the living room. I finally went to the living room.

Abi, Mimi, and Mr. Reon were sitting down and talking seriously. I finally went to the room first, making sure that my stuff was not left behind. Only then did it go to the guest room. The aura in the living room was not as tight as it was when I just entered, now Abi, Mimi and Mr. Reon have started laughing. I chose to sit next to Mimi and hold her tightly, reluctant to part.

"Wes big kok ngene kalakane, spoiled!!" said Mimi sewot, but her hand still returned my embrace and rubbed it slowly.

Abi and Mr. Reon laughed with my childish attitude. I enjoyed it, without any shame.

"Wes there! Bojomu wes ngenteni!!" said Abi.

I went and crucified them both. Abi and Mimi drove me and Mr. Reon up to the car, before getting into the car, Mimi said a little strange words in my ear.

"Ikhlas kui key to success nduk. Ojo lali Karo prekane Abi lan Mimi!!!"

I just nodded, then got into Mr. Reon's car.

Hu-hu... I want to cry until I roll in the middle of the field. It feels big!!!

In the car, Mr. Reon is still as quiet as ever. The difference used to be, I was confused how to behave in front of him, but now I enjoy it. During this week as well, I did my role when in front of the family, besides that I was just acting ordinary just as he was impressed cuek. Mr. Reon is too independent to do everything himself.

So all this time, I had no drama to make clothes that my husband and others would wear, at least my laundry increased, that's all. I and Mr. Reon slept with one bed and separated by a bolster pillow, but there was no such thing as waking up while hugging.

Returning to the condition in the car, I chose to sleep and let Mr. Reon drive alone. But I also prepared candy in the dashboard, who knows he's sleepy???

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I woke up after feeling a soft pat on my shoulder. I looked at Mr. Reon, but the guy came down first. I finally decided to go down and take my eyes to this new place.

The magnificent mosque became the main background of the scenery around me. People flocked to the source of the voice of this Maghrib Adhan. I was stunned for a moment to see this unusual crowd just for Maghrib prayer.

Bruk,,, uh,,,

My bag fell when a strapping man slammed into my shoulder. When I was about to take my bag back, the man picked it up faster and handed it to me.

"I'm sorry, ma'am!!" he said with a smile.

Purgatory... Sweet uncle!!

"Mr???"

"Eh, yes, mas. It's okay." Answer me.

The man walked away from me towards the mosque. My cheeks suddenly felt hot.

Ouch!!! Inget Ra, you have a husband!!!

Seriate...