Ustadz Idol
Historic House

As time went on, all returning to their respective routines, Sari was immediately preoccupied with her work and role as a housewife.

Since living a few weeks at my grandfather's house. Rashid began to be able to sit and crawl, Sari now became more careful in taking care of it, all the objects that Sari thought could endanger Rashid's safety, such as urns, decorations that could break, and so on, and all the things that could endanger Rashid's safety, Sari immediately secured it and stored it into the warehouse.

Sari also advised bi Nunung to never open the door to the kitchen or the back of the house, because there is a fish pond there, Sari was afraid Rashid would crawl and was curious to see fish in the pond.

Grandpa's fish pond does not have a fence around it, so it would be very dangerous if a baby as small as Rashid toying there.

Sari used to spend time with Rashid only if the weekend arrived, Sari would definitely make the most of time with Rashid. That's also if there are no suddenly sick neighbors, come asking for a check, or suddenly there is a phone call asking Sari to come to the neighboring house, treat those who are sick.

Sari had already discussed with Moses, and discussed about his plans that would utilize the house of Moses, to open his own practice, working with some friends of his profession, who were already specialists.

A few days ago Sari had a chat with doctor Kurni, doctor Setiawan, and several other doctors who still have the possibility to be invited to work together, build a treatment clinic. And some of them agreed and supported Sari's wishes.

" Your chances of becoming a doctor who can help many people will be even greater, because in addition to the hospital, you can also help them in our homes, he said, which we will conjure up into a private clinic" Musa said, as a form of support for Sari's plan.

Even Moses already had the pleasure in his heart, if one day the clinic that his wife founded was getting bigger and more patients, Moses wants to wake up the hospital for Sari and her colleagues in order to run the practice.

Tonight felt so peaceful, Rashid who slept soundly after being exhausted playing all day with his mother. Giving the father and his mother a chance to talk about important things for their future.

The breeze of Sunday night feels cold on the faces of those who are sitting on the porch of the house.

.ting....ting.....

The sound of the tinkling bowl from the traveling meatballs who were very familiar in Sari's ears, can now be heard again.

" Well, do you want to eat baso?",

Moses nodded, like a dejavu, and Sari stood up and called to the brother of the baso who passed by the house every day.

" Price three bowls yes bang ".

" It's been a long time for this bassist to sell a mobile baso, even though it tastes pretty good, why not just deny it?", thought Sari

" Sister still selling a mobile baso?", Sari asked out of curiosity.

The bassist's brother nodded as his hands blended noodles and vegetables into the bowl.

" It's your job, Doctor".

" Make the child and wife feed at home, make pay for children's school fees and also living costs" said the meatball brother.

" There is no joy for the mangkal bang?, is not tired of the night-night push gerobag muter?", asked Sari.

But instead the meatball brother laughed to himself. " All for sports Doctor, who stayed at the wife's house, I was traveling" explained Brother Meatballs.

" Owh, so in a baso house sale too, his wife".

" Call me just like Bang, still want the same me right?, Sari.... granddaughter Atmo's grandfather", explained Sari.

" Of course you remember, but it used to call 'mba', when I was a kid, I was in school".

" Let me take it to the buso, Mom, but if you may know, who is one for whom?, is not there grandfather?, why still keep pesen 3 bowls?", The bassist's brother placed three bowls on the wooden table on the porch, nodding his head to say hello to Moses sitting on the bench next to the table.

Sari immediately poured a lot of sambel and soy sauce according to his taste that is spicy lovers. Moses only gave soy sauce and a little sausage.

" Thank you" said Moses.

" Together with Moses".

It turns out that Musa was quickly known by the surrounding community, what else since living in Atmo's grandfather's house, Moses was very diligent in praying congregations at the mosque, and following gatherings or social activities in the community.

Moses' gentlemanly carrying and not boasting of office or wealth, united with all circles, made Moses like a descendant of Atmo's grandfather, making him someone who was highly respected by others.

" This is one for bi Nunung bang, now he accompanies us, lives here" said Sari explained.

The meatball brother nodded in understanding, and resigned, because he had to go around selling again.

" From the past until now, Istiqomah selling mobile meatballs, the spirit of making a living for the family, the struggle needs to be thumbs up", muttered Sari.

" Don't say much if you eat, let alone you love sambelnya much, this time Mas maklumi, but tomorrow-tomorrow no longer, pity Rashid who again su su you, if diarrhea how? ", moses immediately reminded Sari.

Since then Moses remained silent because there was still a brother baso there, Moses did not want to reprimand Sari in front of the Big Brother meatballs, because it could humiliate his wife in the eyes of others.

" Temang Mas, already Sari anticipation, later finished eating baso, Sari immediately ate the young guava leaves are freshly metic in the back garden. Guaranteed sambel baso will not affect anything with Rashid".

Just finished Sari spoke, bi Nunung came out while carrying a tray containing three glasses of water and three leaves of young guava leaves that had been washed first and given a little salt. "Medicine of natural diarrhea, the hereditary science of the late grandmothers first".

Musa and Sari immediately thanked bi Nunung. Together they enjoy the basso on the terrace of the house.

The terrace of the house is full of memories. How Moses deliberately looked every time through the front of the grandfather's house, hoping to see Sari who was relaxing on the porch of the house.

Really when returning to the historic house, this house full of memories makes every moment in the past come back to mind. There are so many memories in this house. So will the beautiful memories that will be re-carved by Moses, with Sari and their children, later.

...The End's...

...Finishes...

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Dear readers, thank God, finally able to finish the story of Ustadz Idolaku until the end.

Sorry if so far there are still many typos, and other shortcomings that make readers feel uncomfortable.

Hopefully this story of Moses and Sari adds a little knowledge and insight of all readers.

Big hug for all readers who have been loyal and until finished reading this story. Author say thank you very much, maturnuwun sanget 🙏🙏

A little leak, there will be a bonus part ya🤫, so that the dapet ending is good and does not really depend on the story 🤭😁