
"Ustad Fikri?", Tiara looked at Fikri who looked no less shocked when she saw many people she knew in Marisa's room.
'Oh...., again on what is here?, can be serious', Inner Fikri talk. Forward must retreat to become.
Bi Iroh was the same, he was just silent, afraid of wrong speech.
"Euh...Tiara, Mother, how are they all here?", Fikri quickly switched the conversation. His eyes glanced at Nyimas.
"Sir.., these are people who have helped Ms. Marisa, and thanks to this Mother, Ms. Marisa can get out of her critical condition" explained the Doctor while pointing at Nyimas.
Fikri glanced at Nyimas, then at Bi Iroh.
Bi Iroh just looked down, he could read, Fikri looked at him as if asking himself about Nyimas.
"Oh, I see, thank you, may Allah repay all his kindness", smiled Fikri.
"So...., Marisa's her sister Mr. Ustad?', investigate Tiara.
Fikri is confused, he suddenly becomes misbehaved, but it is also impossible for him to lie, let alone there is Arimbi's mother and Doctor.
" Euh..., yes.., Marisa's my sister", I'm Fikri.
"She just came from the village, and gave birth here" said Fikri.
"Thank you for helping Marisa" Fikri said.
"Sama-sama Ustad, Mother's son, Robi, she still has a lot to learn, in order to become a reliable Ustad like Ustad Fikri", smiles Bu Arimbi.
"Please excuse me, may Marisa get well soon, Assalamu'alaikum", said Tiara, her heart was already not well linger one room with them, especially Ustad Fikri.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Fikri. He immediately approached Marisa and saw her condition.
"It is fortunate that Neng Nyimas donated his blood to Marisa" Bi Iroh said.
"Please keep an eye on the patient yes Ma'am, if there is anything, call us immediately, Ms. Marisa still has to be monitored, we see her progress one night" said the doctor before leaving the room .
"Good Doc", whistled Bi Iroh.
"Gee.winks.", Fikri dropped his body on the chair.
"What happened Den?", face Bi Iroh.
"Suami Marisa was caught by Bi Police" Fikri said in a soft voice.
Bi Iroh walked over to Fikri. "What Den?, her husband Neng Marisa why?", Bi Iroh again asked.
"Bi don't talk to Marisa about Dery, she's still unstable" Pinta Fikri.
"What's wrong with Fen Dery?", Bi Iroh.
"Bi.., Dery was arrested at the police station, he was a police fugitive, escaped from the city to hide in our village" explained Fikri in a soft voice.
"Let me talk to Marisa about this",
"Good Den", though",
"Bi.".", Fikri approached Bi Iroh.
"Did Aunt suspect the same veiled woman who helped Marisa?, was she the same person?", whispered Fikri.
"Auntie doesn't know, but it seems like yes, if it's true how?, will he not bring up the problem first?",
"Let me take care of Bi, what purpose did she appear again here", Fikri smiled evil.
"Den, he's taking a boy, where's his son now?", look at Bi Iroh.
"Oh.iya...Bi, I just remembered, if he was the old Nyimas, he must have brought his son too", Fikri laughed. He was also curious, wanting to see the child who became his flesh blood.
*****
After the incident on the eve of the anniversary of the Islamic New Year, the Police continued to conduct an investigation in his workshop Robi.
Ronald and Ilyas are now santri mukim, pending the completion of the investigation. While Aleks and Joko disappeared, they did not go where they were.
Gilang and Risman had returned to the cottage, but there was no strong evidence of the alleged poison contained in the drink that Fikri gave them.
Clearly this made Fikri breathe a sigh of relief.
There is always wisdom in every incident, since many carnival news that ended in chaos, all the media continue to show recordings of the incident, so everyone can see the Muslim clothing that the students wear.
"Alhamdulillah., here are some people who began to ask our Muslim clothing design", Ms. Arimbi seemed to smile at the sight of some messages on her phone.
"This is good news for the students, they will definitely feel happy, this can increase income for them", smiled Ms. Arimbi.
"Have Risman been in the cottage for a few days, why did he not want to go home?, why did he become more comfortable there?", Ms. Arimbi laughed.
Bu Arimbi recalled that while at the Hospital, Nyimas' reaction was felt excessive when he learned Risman was poisoned to critical condition.
"Who is that woman?, Risman said her mother left her time at the market, is it possible Nyimas....., ah but why should she pretend?, what is her purpose?", Ms. Arimbi continued to talk to herself.
Mr. Robani looked at him with a smile .His wife's behavior looks funny .
"What's the matter Mih?, richly read poetry again", Mr. Robani approached and sat down near his wife.
" This is Pih..., I suspect Nyimas, his reaction is excessive when Risman critical, wonder anyway, they just met, but rich mother and child that",
"Ah.., do not make a decision quickly, we pretend not to know, investigate secretly", proposed Mr. Robani.
"It's also good, if Risman meets his birth mother, because that's where she is",
"Yes.., it's true, but what purpose try, Nyimas uses everything to secretly admit Risman his son, there must be something ..", Ms. Arimbi began to suspect.
"Yes.., we investigate secretly first, let it flow as it is, so we can find the answer", face Mr. Robani.
"Damnah...Smart papih yes", smile Ms. Arimbi.
b e"If not smart, where might be able to have a Company and have a smart wife like Mamih", Mr. Robani now wrapped his hands on the waist of Bu Arimbi.
"Pih...., Mamih can be a new project, this is a lot of people who are interested in the Muslim clothing designed Mamih and Tiara yesterday, this is good right?, Mamih plans to seriously want this business, let Mamih not travel around the world continue, Mamih so can stay here", look at Bu Arimbi.
"Good... That's Mih, we can build santri children there too, so you can meet Robi more often",
"Yes, Mamih agrees",
"Yes already.., Papih left first, Mr. Rusman asked Papih to meet, he had found evidence of the cause of the burning of Robi's workshop",
"Oh.iya, Mamih also wants to go to Pondok only, want to talk about this new project with Tiara",
"We go to Bareung only, right one way, let Papih pick up again to Pondok, how?",
"Yes", smile Ms. Arimbi. The relationship just improved with Mr. Robani.
They looked prepared and immediately left the house towards the cottage.
*****
In Pondok, Iandang Adzan Dzuhur has been reverberating, Robi is now accustomed to adhan and become a prayer priest, even the pilgrims began to like the way of preaching, even though only filling the cult, but that was enough to prove his ability .
Compared to the reverse with Fikri, he is now rarely active in the Mosque and in the Madrasah, Fikri now has to go back and forth to visit Marisa.
Fikri began to fuss, he was rarely involved in activities in the cottage.
It looks like his position will be replaced by Robi.
"Eh...Where is Risman?, who is alone?", Robi holds the shoulder of Gilang who is ready to pray.
"Risman again with Nyimas Tea?, he always wanted to be with Nyimas Tea, even his sleep wanted to be with Nyimas Tea continues", I Gilang. He speaks as is.
"Eum...why is that so?, usually Risman will go home with Mamih", muttered Robi.
"Here A", Gilang put his mouth close to Robi's ear.
"What?", Robi bent down to align her body with Gilang .
"Risman says that Nyimas Tea is Mama",
"Well.", Robi nodded.
"Who said...?", but had not been answered, Ustad Fadil had read Iqomat and Gilang fled before him.
'Risman Nyimas' son?, was my guess all along right?, Nyimas this same person, the one who came from Ustad Fikri's past Baton Robi spoke.
"Ustad, please imam!", send Ustad Dzaqi to Robi.
"Ah.Please, Ustad Dzaqi first", Robi smiles.
Robi was still thinking about Gilang's words just now, so he was afraid not to concentrate when he became a priest later.