Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 7

POV Ustad Farid

"Mom!"

The call from me managed to make Ambu stop his activities, he was cutting the gori (young jackfruit) that I just picked up from the tree, his hands wrapped in plastic so as not to be exposed to the sap. He raised his head to look at me who was sitting on a small stool that was usually placed in front of the furnace to sit while cooking.

"What?"

"Farid is going to Sidoarjo!"

Ambu looked so surprised, he put down his knife and seriously looked at me,

"Gapain to get there?"

"You go with the istigosah, Ambu!"

"Old?"

"God, you want to cool down his wife, Ustad Zaki!"

"The wife of ustad Zaki, means her son kyai sham?"

"Yes Ambu, he just had surgery, all of you brought his car Kyai Sham!"

"Yes, but be careful. In addition to finding a soul mate, if you can be smart! Let's not like Ambu whose work in the kitchen continues!"

"Who said women in the kitchen are not smart, Ambu is also smart. Ambu tuhhh the best chef in the world!"

"You can do it if you're Muji Ambu!"

"Indeed so real!"

"Have not been chatting continuously, Ambu could not finish his job!"

As per the instructions of Ambu, I was forced to shut up. But not for long, though,

"Is it a long time to go home?"

"No, usually two o'clock is home!"

"Old Ambu!" my lament.

And just now, the shabby-looking man with the hoe he carried on his shoulder walked in through the back door while putting his hoe down,

"Assalamualaikum, Ambu!" he seemed to be unaware of my existence.

"Greetings waalaikum!" my answer and Ambu at the same time, then Abah realized that there was someone other than Ambu in the kitchen.

"Farid, when's it coming?"

"New, want some coffee? Let Farid do it!" I immediately offered coffee because it had become a habit of Abah every home from anywhere always provided coffee by Ambu, but because now Ambu is being bothered, so I deliberately replaced his role.

"Byeah, Abah is thirsty too. Want coffee!"

"Yes, just brah, bah!"

I immediately brewed it, poured the water in the tremos and stirred it exactly like an Ambu coffee concoction,

"Drink bah!" I said while putting a cup of coffee on top of the coffee. I also sat down with Abah there,

"Have the work finished?"

"Live a little, but I ask your lek sir to continue on his own, Abah has not made the dough!"

Abah is still actively making crackers, even though now he no longer peddles his traveling crackers. Abah only makes when there is an order, other than that no.

"Don't be too tired of his work."

"Yes no, Abah is used to work, if you stay in the hospital even sick all the bodies of Abah!" abah said while sipping coffee is still hot, but it is not a deterrent for Abah to enjoy a cup of coffee.

My creation is certainly the most delicious and delicious.

"Farid wants to bah!" I said, it seems too sudden to make Abah spout coffee in his mouth.

"Astaghfirullah psalm, Abah. What did Abah really think?"

"Lo you suddenly say goodbye, you scare Abah!"

"I mean Faris tuh, Farid want to pay to Sidoarjo to join the Istigosah!"

"Oooohhhh, kirain. Where are you going!?"

"Yes insyaallah Farid long life bah, still want to find a mate too! Doain's in there!"

"Yesterday there is a nyantol, his son Mr. Dirman wants to be in a match with you, you do not want!"

"Well, how would you like, bah. Body piercings all kayak so, cook nose also in love piercing, what cow!"

"Kan piercing can be separated, again pulan you will ustad Yo mosok can not guide the child, sir Dirman!"

"Kajauhan bahguannya, ntar not he who ngikut Farid, even Farid who to bring him, will be difficult!"

"Nauzubillah himinzalik, amit amit!"

"Eating Farid does not want, if the application comes ukhti ukhti hijab yes Farid will not refuse!"

"Yes, I don't think, Oh how long in Sidoarjo?"

"There are at least two days, but in Blitar ya don't know Bah,!"

"Blitar??" abah looked surprised.

"Yes bah, is it the same Blitar?"

"No pa p, only Abah has friends who live in Tulungagung. Surely Deket's the same as Blitar?"

"Yes, neighbor!"

After saying goodbye to Ambu and all of you took clothes, I immediately followed Wahid. Because he can go, though,

We began to travel ba'dha ashar hoping that tomorrow morning we would get there.

We took turns driving the car, because from Bandung to Sidoarjo it took an overnight trip.

Akhrinya sure enough, early in the morning we arrived in Sidoarjo, we deliberately rest in a mosque while performing dawn prayers.

After bathing and morning prayers, we immediately continued the journey to GOR Sidoarjo, where the Istigosah akbar was carried out.

Sure enough, getting there is already crowded with visitors. Before the show began, we decided to have breakfast first.

"Wahid's cousin Wahid's house will be coming or waiting at the hotel or what?"

"Yes, I'll come, Hid. Why go to a hotel, waste of money."

"It's not really pa pa, is it?"

"No pa, don't hesitate!"

After finishing breakfast, we joined the group of pilgrims from various directions.

The Istigosah goes on so wisely, and Alhamdulillah goes smoothly without any obstacles just a few times in the rain.

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