The Stambul Quran
Early contact between friends santri Jafar and Sidiq

At Yasin's house

Yasin POV's

“Mas want breakfast what, Fatimah want to go to market ?” Ask my wife, who looked cheerful this morning.

“Sother origin breakfast later you temenin.” Reply tease.

“Genit ah, mentang mentang at home Just two now flirty.” Wife says.

“Later if you are less jealous again, keep talking to other women.” My answer.

“Not so mas time, seriously want what breakfast, Fatimah want to shop all !?!” wife says.

“Buy sambel gudeg only, long time not eat gudeg.” My answer.

“Iya deh, it seems good Fatimah also wants.” Wife says.

“You guys make breakfast handyman also Fat. Give them a good meal today, the work is quite heavy today.” I asked Fatimah. Because of the renovation of the house that has been in severe condition long enough.

“Iya..!” replied Fatimah while propelling her motor.

Then Fatimah went to the market to shop for stalls and kitchens. I looked at my wife Fatimah until she disappeared at the turn of the road. It is grateful to give Fatimah's wife who does not have many demands. Even still can be cheerful even in the right conditions yesterday. But I'm kind of surprised at the end of this he's been so jealous, almost every day always asking about my feelings for the suspected woman.

“It turns out that even old people are still jealous.” I said in my heart.

But good, that means Fatimah really loves me. Sometimes due to excessive jealousy. Fortunately, I was always able to convince Fatimah, both with her usual explanation and with a little seduction. Sometimes women do have to be ‘ lied to’ just to make her happy. It is not to defend yourself from mistakes.

Maybe the factor of age, once Fatimah made coffee for me given sugar. I know I don't like sweet coffee. Keep apologizing for forgetting my coffee with sugar, with a facial mimic full of regret. I casually replied, “gak papa once would want a sweet one too.” I lied because I couldn't watch my wife regret it. Though actually I was also sebel, for years can still forget about that.

But that's the dynamics of the household, sometimes if for a long time there was no debate with my wife I even felt something was lacking. How it feels so different, if there is no small debate for too long. Although more often berkandanya than his quarrel. There is always material for me to make Fatimah laugh so even if only the two at home do not feel lonely.

I sipped my bitter coffee again, lighting a cigarette. So remember Fatimah who is now sometimes angry that I smoke a lot. He said take care of health so as not to cough, then when I answered first cough disease with cigarettes. It is not the cigarette that causes the cough. Fatimah was so sewot and did not want to talk half a day.

So I had to give up on reducing smoking which I admitted also had an effect on health. I just couldn't leave, so I kept smoking.

After finishing the Coffee I then looked at the home renovation work before the handyman working on it came. All of you see the empty yard that I used to make plant seeds.

“It looks like I need a few square meters to make a planting experiment with Hydroponic technology as I learned yesterday.” I said in my heart.

I'm looking for a location that would be suitable to make a Hydroponic plant experiment. And calculate the initial cost needs to be incurred. I think it's enough later to make hydroponics.

I thought about half an hour later I would go around and hear my wife's motorbike coming from the market. While tidying up the building materials and craftsman equipment that was left behind I thought of making a small pond for decoration.

“It seems suitable in front of the house there is a small pond, while sitting watching fish.” Thought.

“Conscious what mask ok so serious ?” ask Fatimah while carrying groceries.

“No I just thought that here made a nice little pool like.” My answer.

“Udah breakfast first yuk, it continued later only Fatimah was hungry nih.” Take Fatimah.

“Come, I'm hungry too. So buy gudeg right ?” my many.

“Iya but side dish live boiled eggs doing.” Reply Fatimah.

“Eggs, don't you get pregnant with girls again. The egg is lambing the daughter.” Godaku to Fatimah.

“Pregnant what a new person three days can guest kok.” Reply Fatimah.

“Who knows after so.” My canda.

“Iih mast u by the way like slovenly ah.!” gerutu Fatimah's.

“How to jorok ? Can talk to his own wife so still reasonable.” My answer.

“Bodo ah, eat first yuk..!” fatimah said while handing me the package of gudeg rice that had been placed on the plate.

“I wash my hands first, just hold the sand and cement.” My answer.

We also ate together I interspersed with small talk and small jokes. Then I helped Fatimah open a shop and arrange the merchandise that Fatimah had just bought from the market.

Not finished we set the stalls come guests who approached us.

“Assalaamu’alaikum.!” said the two guests who were none other than the brother of his teacher Jafar and Nisa who was a student of Abah Guru Thoha, my teacher and Fatimah also despite the different forces.

“Wa’alaikummussalam warahmatullah. Let's just go in the house. But sorry it's still a mess because it's new in benahi.” Saying a salute to my brother-in-law, who is more senior than even my mentor Salim.

“New home renovation apparently ?” ask Jafar's teacher.

“Iya kiai, new mump loose.” My answer.

“Call kang only, we are one Alumni do not need to be formal so.” Answer the teacher Jafar.

Then we spent a short time stale, while enjoying the dishes served by my wife Fatimah.

“I heard from Salim, this story about you guys is really amazing. Not unexpectedly you can live harmoniously and happily like this.” Said his teacher Jafar.

“Aah kang Salim make us embarrassed, until told to many people like this.” My answer.

“That's because Salim is proud of you, how did you before entering the boarding school and proud also because you are willing to be married by our teacher and managed to become a harmonious married couple.” His teacher Jafar. I blushed in shame because of the flattery and speech of my senior.

“Already kang, I am so embarrassed to remember our past especially my personal past kang.” My answer.

“Surely about your son Sidiq right ? papa is already your past. But obviously I salute you managed to educate your child on the basis of good manners.” Her speech. I was a little confused as to what that meant. While Jafar and Nisa alone I leave there to be educated.

“Will I even leave my son to be educated akang ?” my many.

“Iya is right, but you have given a good basis to your child. So I just need to fill with useful knowledge, because the container you have prepared.” The answer.

I was more confused as to where the direction of teacher najai Jafar and Nisa were talking.

“Actually what is kang Kok we even so confused ?” sahut Fatimah spoke.

“What's wrong, only we want to ask for help if you don't mind.” Answer my senior brother's wife.

“With pleasure, if I can help I will carry out.” My answer.

“Begini Yasin or I call Ahmad only because the name Sidiq in your child's use right?” said my son's teacher.

“Better Yasin only, therefore the name of our teacher's brother.” My answer.

“Alright, look at Yasin I'll have a girl who just entered adolescence. He is somewhat colloquial and spoiled needs special upbringing to be independent. Can not if I send my daughter to you, because her brother is currently also new naji sisai penitian in central java.” Said the teacher of my son.

I was a little surprised to hear it, because I did not expect to be cheered on by her daughter in my house.

“What do I deserve to educate a daughter of a kakang ?” my many.

“Why not deserve, I saw that your two children were already amazed by their morals.” The answer.

I could no longer convolve and I finally agreed to be cheered on by her daughter. And they immediately went home.

After releasing the departure of my brother and his wife I returned to the stall with Fatimah. While waiting for workers who will renovate the house.

“Their formula we will have another daughter now ?” my God to Fatimah.

“iya, but not born from my womb mas.” Reply Fatimah.

“What will his son look like, we must be patient in educating him. Because it is impossible if there is no cause entrusted here.” I said to Fatimah.

“Yang Fatimah is confused, what is special about our children, even though Nisa is also somewhat temperamental almost the same as her sister Sidiq who dropped off her father.” Fatimah said to me.

“Start, why the hell always bring up the problem.” grumbledu.

“Yes no papa is the past mas, just make a picture does not mean to bring up.” Kill Fatimah while smiling smile feel victorious this time from me.

“Iya deh, I admit to having a bad past.” Reply annoyed.

“Do not get angry dong, Fatimah is just kidding mas.” Fatimah said to me.

“In habit you always say that about me.” I still pura sebel.

“Iya sorry, but there is a little pride also kkok with your past that mas. Because now you have changed a lot, meaning Fatimah will play a role there.” Fatimah.

“Haalah PD aja you Fat, indeed I changed because you what ?” I answered while pinching her cheek.

“Lah continues because who dong !” tanya Fatimah began to relapse her jealousy.

“Yak arena I want to repent Fat, not because you.” I answered while stepping away avoiding the pinch of Fatimah who remained sick if pinching.

That's how I used to be with my wife when I was just two, because our kids studied in the cottage all together.

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POV Sidiq

Just arrived at work after school I've been waiting for Sturdy Counter owner.

“Luckily you soon arrived Sidiq, today you keep your own store yes. I want an exit show, later if you go home just close the shop. I brought a doble key, you brought one.” Koko.

“Iya koh's. Where do you want to go ?” ask me a stale base.

“You look at brother, maybe home tomorrow. So if tomorrow you come the store do not open you just open it yourself yes.” Koko.

“Iya ko.” My answer.

“One more thing, you just record all the bookkeeping both income and expenditure tomorrow I will input.” Koko.

“Siap ko.” My answer. Because every day I always write it all down.

I just nodded then started to do my job. Arranging accessories first then see the service schedule that must be completed immediately. After everything is done I prepare to open one of the HPs that must be completed immediately.

“Assalaamu ‘alaikum..!”

Suddenly I heard the voice of a woman saying Salutations.

“Wa’alaikummussalaam,, anything I can help mbak ?” ask me about that woman. It also seems to be a santri who while attending school as well, maybe his age is also the same as mine.

“You ask about HP can not mas, this is my HP really slow ya.” Said the woman.

“Can I see mbak ?” my many.

“Iya please.” He answered while handing over his phone.

Then I open the phone, it turns out that many viruses are attacking his phone.

“This is only hit by the virus mbak, in flash only to lose the virus.” I said.

“How much does it cost mas ?” ask the woman.I am very reasonable to face people like him as a santri of course the money is limited. I can't afford to apply normal rates to him either.

“Mbak this Santri yes ?” my many.

The woman was shocked when I asked her like that.

“Kok can know mas, eem sorry do mas have a brother whose name is Jafar. She's one pesantren with me.” Answer the woman.

Replace the shocked me, because he's a boarding school friend with Jafar and knows I'm his brother.

“Well I know that I'm Jafar's brother. Has Jafar ever told you or maybe Nisa?” ask again.

“Terms right mas this brother Jafar huh ? Kirain Jafar only has Nisa's sister.” Said.

I haven't been able to answer until I was surprised by someone I know very well.

“Eheem really cool anyway, until do not see anyone coming.” Said Riska who suddenly appeared.

Well how about it, surely Riska misunderstood, even though I was just chatting because she was a friend of my sister's boarding school.

“Eeeh Riska sorry this new arrival guest fellow boarding school Jafar my sister.” My answer.

I saw Riska change a little, no more pouting face.

“Owh kirain, know me mbak Riska schoolmate mas Sidiq.” Riska said as she reached out to the woman.

“Owh yes mbak, my name is Nadhiroh the first friend of Jafar pesantren and Nisa's sister mas this.” replied the woman who claimed to be named Nadhiroh.

I just keep quiet not meddling in the affairs of the two women, while thinking about how much you want to tariff the girl.not good also if you use normal rates, too, mending I just give tariff anyway make deposit I thought.

“Lah so mbak Nadhiroh did not know also mas Sidiq?” ask Riska.

“But not yet, just a coincidence when passing see the mas I thought Jafar was our boarding friends. Don't know, so all of you want to ask questions about HP.” Answer the girl.

“Owh so it was here no intention service yes mbak. No papa here all I betulin HPnya do not have to pay papa. Consider what I did this to my sister Jafar.” My answer.

I think it's okay to just ride a PC to flash HP Jafar's friend, not steal or take this stuff.

“No need to mas, so it doesn't feel good to me later.” Answer the girl.

“Gak papa mbak, Mas Sidiq if the same brother is very dear so his sister's friend must also..!” I said Riska cut it.

“What a hayo sure, do not continue later mbaknya angry if he says Jafar must have thought his brother crocodile later Ris.” I said.

“Not kidding.” Riska replied with a smile, so remember when blowing her eyes that time.Riska's smile was so sweet when we were both close to each other's faces.

“Kok different yes same Jafar, if Jafar is quiet if the mas is funny and smart talk.” Said the Girl.

“Masak heck mbak, Riska has never met also because the same Jafar.” Said Riska.

I'm getting a little nervous, surely the girl will tell Jafar if I meet new Riska. Jafar can misunderstand later, I thought.

“Iya because jafar rarely comes out of pesantren mbak Riska. So mbak Riska is also difficult to meet.” Answer the girl.

“Mbak is close to Jafar my sister ?” ask me to the girl, if her age is the same as me means older than Jafar. Is it possible that Jafar has something to do with this girl, I thought.

“Call me Nadhiroh just don't have to use mbak. Not too close, I met often. Different complex guys with girls. If the same Nisa anyway often chat as well.” Said the Girl.

Then I while mem’-Flash Hp the girl who claimed to be named Nadhiroh.

“Name mbak Nadhiroh ? later I try to tell Jafar when I meet his friend named Nadiroh.” I said.

“Don'tmas, I'm embarrassed later.” Nadhiroh.

“Why shame mbak three of us there Riska too. All of you later tell Jafar there is a greeting from Riska mas friend Sidiq.” Say Riska with a smile.

“Iya mbak Riska, InshaAllah I say. Mbak Riska his girlfriend mas Sidiq ya?” Tanya Nadiroh plain.

I almost coughed at Nadhiroh's question. Wahdang can leak all the way to Nisa and that means it will reach your father and mother Arum. Sidiq can be finished later diomelin them, already Riska even answer yes again.

“Iya, Riska is indeed Sidiq's boyfriend. So just send greetings to the Riska.” sister-in-law Riska.

Haddewh.

“Udah mbak this HP is normal now please take it.” I said to the girl named Nadiroh.

“Lah but I did not bring any gold, it was just.” Said the girl was a bit embarrassed or a bit scared.

“I don't ask for payment anyway, no spare parts are replaced anyway. Just bring papa. Or talk to my girlfriend Riska. My answer is already wet and you acknowledge Riska as my girlfriend, I thought. I saw Riska just laughing, hearing me say that.

“Ah not mas, later even disturb mas and mbak Riska.” Answer the girl.

“Call Sidiq only and I call you Nadhiroh we will be the same age.” My answer. But without me expecting Nadhiroh even surprised I said like that, but I don't know why.

“Iya mbak, we just chat three let Riska also have een gals.” Riska.

“Makasih mbak, because the schedule in the pesantren is also still solid. Later can be scolded Jafar, he is the martial coach in our pesantren.” Nadhiroh.

“Owh is so, meaning this mbak also participate martial ya ? If Riska wants to learn can not be the same mas Sidiq.” Riska.

“Iya mbak, sorry yes mas Sidiq because I think Jafar even so troublesome mas Sidiq.” Nadhiroh.

“Just relax Nadhiroh, titip Nisa my sister yes not in nakali ?” I said.

“iya mas, where anyone dared to share Nisa yesterday ning Nia putri kyai just lost when training match with Nisa.” Reply Nadhiroh.

I was so shocked to hear Nisa training to compete with Princess Kyainya.

“What,,, Nisa train against her daughter, how can it be so ?” I was spontaneous a bit of a snarl.

“Sabar dong mas Sidiq, pity mbak Nadhiroh even so scared so.” Riska.

“Eeeh yes sorry for accidentally talking out loud. Kok can mbak Nisa is still a child cook told to train landing.” I asked in a slow tone.

Nadhiroh became pale in fear because I snapped earlier, perhaps shocked to face my meek brother Jafar facing off against me who was a bit hard.

“Commonly mas, only routine training agenda only and waiting for Jafar also.” Reply Nadhiroh.

“Owh so, when do I want to see also ah Jafar my sister train martial arts.” My answer.

“Thus I have to how mas, I really do not bring money now ?” Ask Nadhiroh.

“Bawa only, do not have to pay for this introduction we sesame Santri although different pesantren.” My answer was to subconsciously mention santri as well.

“Owh mas is also Santri, yes already mas thanks a lot yes. When will I come here again, it happens that my school is not too far from here.” Said the girl while walking looking for transport to go home to the boarding school.

After some distance au reprimanded Riska.

“Pasti was jealous huh ?” I said to Riska.

“The end of mas Sidiq looks so cool while looking at the girl's face again.” Answer Riska.

“Ya if you talk to cook want to see others later even misunderstand dong.” My answer is seducing Riska.

“Tuh will start to lead to the negative for sure, basic guy mah just the same as it turns out.” Gerrutu Risk.

“I'm not just kidding, because you're too jealous. I'm going to work again so it must be friendly to customers right.” My answer.

“Iya deh Riska understands, but there is more important than this mas.” Riska.

“What's ?” ask me about Riska.

“Herman mas..!” RIska suddenly glumly mentioned the name of Herman Ari's men who yesterday I had hit it.

“Why him ?” my many.

“She didn't take it yesterday, and Riska heard she wanted to find someone to take revenge on Sidiq. And the person who will be told that the person is similar to Jalu is also mas.” Said Riska.

I became more and more thinking, why from a small matter can grow up like this. and whether there will still be a continuation of the next battle again, I thought…!!!

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