The Love Story of Arumi
Najib and Widya

"Astaghfirullah." Someone made himself surprised.

How not? he was picking the fruit and then taking it, suddenly someone also took the fruit.

"Ah sorry, I was not accidentally." The person pulled his hand back, when he accidentally came into contact with the woman.

"It's okay." Widya turned to look at the man, she was surprised again it was his ustadz in the pesantren.

"Of-ustadz."

"Widya right?"

"Yes, ustadz."

"Why do you look like a ghost, I'm handsome, you know" he said.

"Yes, it's handsome," she said.

"Did you say something?" ask her. He heard what Widya said.

"No ustadz."

Someone's voice distracted them, and immediately turned his head.

"Widya, have you finished choosing the fruit? why so long?" Widya's mother followed her son, because he did not come to his mother, he finished shopping for items in the kitchen, it turns out that his son is still in front of fruits.

"Udah is mom."

"Eh ustadz Najib" he said.

"Yes mom," he nodded politely.

"Who is ustadz with? oh, same Widya yeah?" ustadz just stared confusedly at Widya's mother with a smile.

"Mom, we just accidentally met here."

"Well, if you make a pact, I'm glad you're with my son." Ustadz Najib again smiled in response to the words of his mother Widya.

"Mother what the hell, Widya is embarrassed," she whispered.

Widya wants to disappear from the presence of Najib ustadz, she is embarrassed to just see the face of his ustadz.

"Ustadz, forgive my mother," she felt bad.

"Geez your smile is weakening me" Widya said

"Yes, I know Najib's ustadz is handsome, it doesn't need to be looked at until like that" he said nudging Widya's arm.

Widya came back down because of her mother's words.

"Gini's mother's very embarrassing I continue"

Ustadz Najib chuckled, looking at Widya who was mistaken for her mother who was staring at him.

"I'm sorry mom and Widya, I'm sorry about assalamu'alaikum" he said after putting fruit on his shopping trolley.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Widya saw that Najib, had been walking around looking for something to leave them.

"Mother, why is it so blunt, Widya is embarrassed," covered her face.

"Well, do you know how embarrassed you are too? after all, sassy everything, usually also more than mother."

"Jaga image ma'am, in front of a handsome man is very different." They do not know, but Najib is also more calm.

"Yayaya mother was also young, so understand let it look like a calm girl, even though she was cool."

"That's a wonderful mother" she laughed.

Then ran away from her mother

"Eh this boy, his own mother in the asem katain, here you are." Widya's mother is also chasing after her son.

Next to where they were, in fact Najib ustadz had not left yet, he still saw the interaction of the mother and child, he heard their conversation, he said, she misses a mother she can talk to and laugh with.

"It turns out Widya is pretty too, cheerful and close to her mother." It was able to make an ustadz Najib admire the current figure of Widya, himself an orphan since he was a child, he lived in a cottage that had been considered his own son by the abah and ummi.

Only last year he moved to his own house from his work, he did not want to continue to ride, although it is okay to live in a cottage, but still he chose to have his own home.

So that when married later he already has a place to live with his wife.

Always support othor bebu dear.