Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 24

This morning Anin after finishing her business at the place where she made cassava chips.

"Lek Tarmi, I live in (formerly) not pa pa pa ya!"

"Arep nyang endi Nin (Where are you going to Nin)?" lek Tarmi asked, she was a widow of two children who lived married by her husband who migrated to Malaysia.

"Arep nggolekne nggek craft materials Nopi, lek (want to find materials for Novi craft, lek)! Yesterday forgot!"

"Ohhh, Yo wes ati-ati. Engko lek wes mari fried krisipne not gowo neh omahku Yo, takahane Kono (oh, yes already be careful. later when it is finished frying the chips I bring it home yes, yes, I'm packing it in there!"

"Come, no po po po lek (yes no pa pa lek), assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Anin also came out of the chip factory which was more like a Dnegan hut with two stoves and two faces. large, the floor is still even ground and the walls are bamboo with ice bes, ice, if the day will feel hotter and if the night will be very cold. There is only a cot with a character carpet as a seat and also some plastic chairs in front of the stove to sit while frying.

Today there is only a lek Tarmi frying, Mbah Dami did not come because there is a seven-monthly event at his son's house.

The air is hot enough now even though it is still early morning hours because the sun is shining brightly, Anin was rushing to spur the motorbike, struggling with the heat this morning, Anin was rushing, it is seen occasionally he closes the glass of his helmet when really facing the sun so as not to be so glare.

After a fifteen-minute trip, Anin arrived at the obras shop, looking quiet shop. Anin can breathe a sigh of relief at least she does not need to be tiled with other buyers. He immediately entered the store and looked for equipment as mentioned by Novi.

"Know I told you to buyin!" gerutu Anin while staring at the list of groceries that almost ran out fifty thousand. He also saw that his plastic bag was not even full.

"Where today has not been sold, has not produced fifty thousand, has been exhausted so far!" he complained again, leaving the store.

Anin again saw the clock that was coiled in his hand, it was almost nine, half an hour more his sister rest.

He drove his bike a little faster to get to school before the break. So that the school is not so crowded, he is lazy if he has to be the center of attention.

Because of his petite posture, Novi friends often assume that Novi and Anin are only a year or two away. Their age is nearly a decade.

Sure enough, once at school, the school yard still looks lonely. Anin immediately parked his motorbike right next to the security guard post.

"Sorry sir, can I come in for a second?" he said to the security guard who was walking.

"What do you want deck?" ask the security guard.

"I want to send this to the adek!" anin said as she showed the plastic bag in her hand.

"What class is it?" ask the security guard again.

"Eighth grade B, if not wrong!" said Anin hesitated, last semester his brother who took the rapot the sister because he was busy thesis trial.

"Whose name? Let me give you an announcement, just wait in the waiting area just don't pa pa ya!" said the security guard kindly.

"Yes sir, not pa pa pa. Her name is Princess Nopiana,"

The security guard frowned and again imitated the spelling spoken by Anin.

"Nopy?"

"No_Vi!" it seemed that Anin had a little trouble mentioning Novi's name properly.

"Ohh Novi?

"Yes sir!"

"Yes, please wait there, please just deck, let me make a call to Novi eighth grade B!"

"But I'm not sure if eight B's!"

"But eighth grade right?"

"Yes sir!" anin said unhappily, "Okay sir, I'm going there!"

"Thank you sir!" he said again as he quickly passed from the front of the security guard before being thrown the same club.

Anin chose to wait in an open place which he said was the waiting place. Cool enough to heat up on the road. The breeze from the trees and also the gurgling water from the small fish pond give the impression of cool and soothing.

After ten minutes of waiting, Novi finally came as well. He approached Anin with a little run.

"Where's mbak?" his tanyanya instantly made Anin snort annoyed.

"Come here, not how it used to be, how are you!?" anin protests later while holding out a rough Dnegan plastic bag in her hand.

Novi grinned the horse, "Sorry!" he immediately pulled Anin's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"I'll take ya!" his permission while slowly taking the plastic bag out of Anin's hand,

"It's complete?" ask Novi later.

"Check yourself!" anin replied with her judges and Novi checked her immediately.

"Alhamdulillah, complete!" said Novi with a smile that is typical of ABG children.

"Yes back to class! Not rested yet, is it?" expel Anin.

Instead of leaving, Novi hung up both of his palms making Anin frown.

"What?" anin asked confusedly.

Novi again grinned, "Sangu (Pocket)!" he said shyly.

"Sangu, Sangu opo, not Sangu sanguan neh (pocket, pocket what, no pocket hoax anymore)!" answer Anin spontaneously.

"O Allah is stingy. Limang ewu ae Lo, don't gae tuku cilok (five thousand aja Lo, make buy pegs)!"

"O Allah, Nop.., this will be important tens of limo ewu loh (this was already forty-five thousand loh)!"

"Digenepi pisan mbak (Pronounced all mbak) so that it becomes fifty thousand, good to count!"

"Sangune ae seng seng in gedekne, school e ora tenanan, dolan AE, Ra ngerti Sinau (children kok pocket aja in the big right, the school is not really, play continues, play continues, never learned it!" anin's nagging is exactly like a mother-mak.

Although he continued to grumble and nag but Anin still gave the money she asked her sister.

"sangune akeh, sekole kudu tenanan (Very much, the school must also be real)!"

"Let's go, Iyo ma'am! Novi to class first, assalamualaikum!" novi shouted as she ran away from Anin.

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Anin shook her head staring at the departure of the sister.

"Your son Nop, iso jajan. My time, lek father did not harvest Ra tau Sangu (Enak yourself Nov, can snack. In my day, losing the harvest never had a pocket)!" gerutu Anin while continuing to look at the sister to repeat behind the school wall.

Anin again grabbed the side bag that he had placed, but had not reached the shoulder, he had stopped his activities when he saw someone he knew.

Oh Allah .., I think this is a mate ....

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