
" Umi.., Moses already has a special student, if Umi want to know, just check his cell phone, there is only one number of his student's cell phone that he keeps in contact. If umi nemu contact it, it means that he is a special student with a soft voice who still often calls the same teacher on holidays", Hendrik even added curious Umi and Abi.
Moses was immediately surprised to hear Hendrik following his tease.
" Try umi borrow her HP, Umi want to see what kind of special student putra umi?", it turns out that Umi's jokes are becoming more and more.
With a heavy heart Moses gave up his phone, "for what the Umi?, Musa was big, no need to check HP like a child Junior High School or High School", Moses long exhausted his patience felt in the crackle by everyone.
" Now we go to the dress shop how?, right umi same Abi said he wanted to go to the clothes shop too".
Moses immediately stood up and invited his Umi and Abi to leave the workshop. Moses walked out of the workshop, sitting in front of the workshop because it was not comfortable to be in the workshop.
But uminya still want to be in that place, just approached Soleh.
" Who was that? umi was very old and forgot". asked Umi Lirih.
" I'm Soleh...Mom ".
" Oh yes, mas Soleh who yesterday same Sari to the square right?, if you may know how many mobile phone number Sari?, which phone yesterday left in the bag, if not, kan Mas Soleh has his number".
Umi was actually curious because she had just seen her son staring at a girl with a look like that. It seemed that Moses did like it, and it seemed that Sari was also looking at Moses with the same gaze, meaning that it was likely that they both liked each other.
Soleh turned on his phone and looked for Sari's contacts.
" This is Ma'am's number", Soleh made contact with the name 'Grandson of the employer'.
Umi looked at her number, and dialed it with Moses' cell phone. And the name appeared on Moses' cell phone screen,
' Tri Hapsari '
summoning......
" Ooh...the sari's name is Tri Hapsari, is he the third child?", asked Umi to Soleh.
" Well, I don't know, as far as I know he only has one older brother", replied Soleh, but still thinking.
" Oh, I see, her name doesn't match, it's supposed to be Dwi Hapsari, not Tri Hapsari, if she's the second child".
" If not mistakenly remembered, his first brother died in his mother's stomach, miscarried", added Soleh.
" Oooh.", this time Umi nodded her head feeling she got the right answer.
Abi who saw Umi acting excessively approached Umi who was being an impromptu reporter.
" Umi.umi....., the old disease is always so, if you are curious something must be wondering" said Abi while shaking his head.
Umi was just a whimper, not to bother with her husband's reprimand. He went back to asking. " Is his grandfather Sari's house the same neighbor as Irsyad who was the principal at the state High School?", Umi asked the last question.
" It just so happens to be true, mother", Soleh nodded.
" Thank you for the information" said Umi.
" It's really a coincidence that overlaps, sometimes like this it's clearly a fate intervention" said Umi.
Soleh was just grimacing, I don't know what the intention of his mother ustadz Moses wondered about Sari, but Soleh had intended that when he got home Soleh would tell all that happened in the workshop to his mother.
Ting....
Suddenly there is an incoming message from Tri Hapsari, because Moses' phone does not have a password, Umi can freely open a message from Sari.
~ Sorry, Sari just hold Hp, what's upadz calling? ~
But no less resourceful, Umi replies to a message from Sari.
~ Just want to say thank you, yesterday has traded umi and Abi pecel equally mendoan, said Umi yesterday had not had time to say thank you ~
Umi typed the message while smiling to herself. Like being nostalgic for the old school days, when he sms-an with his Abi Musa, use the old age (adul), whose screen is very small, and not yet colored, Hp, can only send a picture of black roses, or a picture of black love alone is so happy, and if the message length is often not sent all, and always appears writing
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Maybe it's a sweet story of his teenage years, and will be a memory that will never be forgotten.
Because it is different from today's children, whose HP has been sophisticated, if you want to chat with each other face to face live video call, want to send a picture or video is common, if you want to talk to each other, even sending goods or food is also very easy.
Ting....
Sari returned the message.
~ Okay back love, actually Sari was shocked when Ustadz came the same fathers and mothers who met Sari last night in the square, it turns out he was both the old man ustadz, what a very funny coincidence ðŸ¤ðŸ¤~
Umi read with a smile, "it's true what you said Sari, it's really a very funny coincidence".
When Umi was still smiling herself reading a message from Sari, Moses went back inside,
" Come, Umi and Abi why be at home here?, anyways today the workshop wants to close early, Hendrik want to go home to solo, want to go solo with his parents", moses explained.
Abi and Umi moved from their seats, not feeling they had been sitting in the workshop for almost an hour. Moses' cell phone was returned.
" Umi sent the same message Sari earlier, using your HP, prohibited protest", said Umi while walking out of the workshop.
Musa immediately opened the WhatsApp application, and immediately checked the chat with Sari, sure not to lie, Umi had finished chatting with Sari.
Hendrik has finished repairing the car belonging to Sari's parents. And take that car out of the garage for a test drive. After Soleh made the payment, he went straight to Moses.
" I'm sorry ustadz, this is a deposit from Mba Sari, I also have rations because last night Nemenin Mba Sari shopping, everything is spent, including my mother and grandfather Atmo. Excuse me first ustadz", Soleh handed a paper bag to Moses, bowing his body while facing the two parents of Moses who were walking towards them.
Soleh got into the car of his employer who had just arrived, after engine and battery tests by Hendrik, "It's okay everything, thanks Bro...", said Hendrik while raising his right hand and giving his thumbs. Soleh also drove his car and headed straight home.
" We go directly to the clothing store, or where did Umi go?", asked Moses while putting the paper bag given by Soleh earlier.
" Okay, according to the original plan", replied Umi, while reaching for the paper bag that Moses had placed.
Umi checked the contents, there were two sets of Koko clothes, one long sleeve and one short sleeve with a casual and elegant model.
" The taste is good too", said Umi when menjembreng Koko's clothes.
Moses had been lazy to resist the temptation of the uminya, choosing to remain silent, no comments.
" Umi it if again I say like this Mus, you already understand with this umi of yours", Abi stared at the expression of Moses from the rear view.
Moses looked at Abi and uminya who were sitting in the back seat of the rearview mirror.
" Has Umi and Abi been asking Moses to marry soon?, but Moses was really not ready for this moment" Moses again expressed his thoughts.
" Umi knows baby, because the girl you like is still in school, and you have to wait quite a long time until she is ready and mature" said Umi.
" Umi is enough. She is nobody Moses, not necessarily he wants to be with Moses, she is a very active girl, easy to get along and achiever, he said, some time ago there was a male disciple who asked Moses to bring himself closer to Sari. It was obvious that there would be many men who liked it", Moses' voice sounded uninspired.
" Son Umi, do not give up before the war dong, who Umi see the look in his eyes is the same as the way you look at him, so most likely he is also interested in you, look, look, even he spends you lebaran clothes, even though Umi just hasn't bought you anything, ouh. umi so lost this set" said Umi again teasing Moses.