Tasbih Love Fatimah
Meet Ummah

"Why did you just come here now, Fatimah?" said Zia who is now embracing Fatimah, both are very close and often spend time together and sometimes both look like brothers.

"I've only been here now Neng, after the wedding yesterday my husband invited me to move to the apartment, so I'm very busy and haven't had time to come here yet" Fatimah explained.

"Do you want to go to the room first or want to meet the ummah directly?" ask Zia, usually the santri who are married and visit the boarding school they will meet the ummah and ask for prayers to him.

"I think I want to nyapa friends first Neng, only after that I want sowan to Ummah," replied Fatimah who was longing for the atmosphere of pesantren.

"All right, I'm waiting for you in the living room. Don't forget to call me when you're done meeting up with your friends in the room!" neng Zia's Message.

"Yes, Neng, I will definitely call Neng Zia when it's done," replied Fatimah with a smile on her face.

"I'm really waiting for you in Fatimah's living room," Zia said again with a slightly hardened tone because she had walked a little away from Fatimah.

"Calm down, I will definitely call Neng," said Fatimah who was now walking straight to her room.

Fatimah's gaze was always fixed at some point where she used to spend time while still a santri, it felt like time was so fast passing, so fast, Fatimah felt that she was so longed for the serene and serene atmosphere in the pesantren, where she could get a million affection and attention from those around her, it feels like Fatimah wants to stay and does not want to go back to her husband's apartment, an apartment that looks more like a grave for Fatimah, living with Satya who is always cold to her is not a good choice, if only Fatimah could choose, she would definitely choose with Fariz who was always gentle added Zia who was always good to her.

"Assalamualaikum," said Fatimah shortly after she arrived in the room.

"Fatimah" said everyone in the room.

"How are you?" ask roommate Fatimah.

"What about your first night? is everything the same as our married friends tell us? or do you and your husband have their own way to spend your first night?" between one santriwati who really likes to hear the first night story that is usually told by santri who just got married and came to visit.

Fatimah who since the beginning never knew how the first night really can only be silent a thousand languages, even Fatimah was still confused by Satya's cold attitude to him, he said, very different from the husband who is usually told by his friends.

"Fatimah! is everything okay?" fatimah's friend asked again.

"Eh, yes everything is fine" replied Fatimah.

"Eh how's the story?" fatimah's friends still force Fatimah to tell stories.

"I'm ashamed and I can't tell you guys can we talk about something else?" replied Fatimah.

All of Fatimah's friends were silent, fortunately they did not force Fatimah to tell him things that had never happened in her household, Fatimah preferred to tell her friends more than anything related to physical contact with her husband.

One more tradition in the pesantren where Fatimah studied, usually santri who is married and visiting pesantren will certainly bring something to his friends there Fatimah who had forgotten to buy him now offers his friends the food they want.

"Whatever you want to give, we must accept Fatimah, do not you know we eat all foods that are labeled halal, "know Fatimah's friend.

Food from outside the pesantren is the most special food for students, because they cannot enjoy it every day.

"Well I'll find the usual meatballs in front of the boarding school for you, then I go first." Pamit Fatimah felt that she had to buy something for her friends.

Fatimah's steps felt light meeting with her friends in the boarding school made the spirit of Fatimah reappeared and the happiness in her heart also returned, but that happiness was instantly lost when he saw the gini Satya sitting in the hall while looking at her phone seriously, now she remembers that she was married to someone who had a cold nature like the ice in the North Pole of Fatimah was really stuck with a marriage that made her confused, but Fatimah could do nothing but surrender and pray, hoping Satya would change and love her someday.

"Mas" Fatimah said as she sat next to Satya, who was still focused on her phone, unaware of Fatimah's presence.

"Is it done?" ask Satya.

"Not yet, I want to buy food for my friends in the boarding school, would Mas Satya take me to buy food?" Reply Fatimah.

"Where do you want to buy food?" sahut Satya while shifting his eyes and closing the smartphone that has been in front of him since.

"I want to buy meatballs that are in the fork of the road," explained Fatimah.

Meatballs in the junction of the road before entering the pesantren area is the most famous meatballs seanterol pesantren, the most delicious meatballs and the most hunted when the santri can get out of the pesantren.

Satya did not answer Fatimah's words or questions, she chose to walk directly to the place desired by Fatimah with Fatimah who walked following Satya's steps beside her.

"Fatimah!" A soft, silky voice was heard greeting Fatimah's ears, a voice that used to accompany her every day, a voice that always gave her advice and a voice that was always full of affection.

"Ummah," said Fatimah who was immediately diverted towards a middle-aged woman who was standing not far from where Fatimah was, Fatimah's footsteps headed straight towards him, without a word he left Satya who was now staring in wonder at Fatimah who looked so happy after seeing the middle-aged woman who was in front of him.

"Who is he?" whispered Satya after she was beside Fatimah right in front of the middle-aged woman called Ummah by Fatimah.

"He is the owner of the pesantren as well as the mother of the Santri who are here" explained Fatimah.

"Oh," said Satya with a flat expression.