Ustadz Idol
Happy is Simple

After breaking her fast Sari chose to sit on the porch alone, seeing the fireworks that the little children played on the field across the street from her Grandfather's house. Indeed, across the street there is a small field commonly used to play volleyball or badminton.

Grandpa and Papa were chatting in the Gazebo. While Mama is still busy putting the cake in the jar with bi Nunung who just came again, after this afternoon back home.

Mama asked bi Nunung to help her finish the pastry making, which turned out to take quite a long time. Until the night mama and bi Nunung were still struggling in the kitchen after opening together in the gazebo.

Sari took her phone and photographed the little children playing fireworks with facial expressions so happy, deliberately made status with the caption 'Happy is simple '.

Isn't that right?, because happiness arises from our hearts and minds, if our hearts and minds are cool, calm, it will certainly bring happiness to its owner.

Sari put her phone on the brown ceramic floor with a batik motif. He leaned his back on the wooden pole that was on the terrace.

Just a few seconds put, Sari's phone rang, there was a video call from his two friends, Kristin and Nayla, every year they always say happy holidays, even though they are different beliefs, and they always say good luck, but their religious tolerance needs a thumbs up.

" SARI... KANGEN.....!!!", The voices of his two best friends instantly broke as Sari shifted the green picture of the phone handle.

" Me too..!!!", Sari replied in a loud voice, Sari's eyes immediately glazed over as it had been almost a month to see her two best friends back.

In the WhatsApp group that the three of them made it is still continuing to send each other news, but for a new video call this time since Sari moved.

In addition to Sari who some time ago was preoccupied with teaching activities, and must be in pending because of the focus of practicing to participate in the debate competition, and the incident of an accident that occurred during the lightning boarding school, making Sari forget to tell her two best friends.

" Happy Eid ul-Fitr ya Sar.., kangen really haven't seen you in a long time, but how come you look so cute?, there's no singing there?", guess Nayla.

" Sure too, I have not been to the salon for almost a month, I forgot", Sari was shocked by herself, because usually once a month the three of them must schedule to be together, just creambath, just creambath, facials and manypady, maybe that is also what makes Sari look more glowing and shining than most students in her new High School.

" Why are your hands?", Kristin the eagle-eyed, who was most sensitive whenever she saw something strange.

" A accident a week ago, falling off the bike" Sari replied grimacingly.

" What...!, why do you not say the same we, must be very sick to get to the cast so?, anyway why do you use riding all motorcycles, all, isn't your grandfather there a car?", grumbled Nayla.

" Another motorcycle bonceng friends, fitting again there is an event at school. whereas bring the bike is also very slow, but maybe it is again apes aja, no accident there is a car overtake, but, so the nenggol is the handlebar of the motor, keep the motor running and I nyungsep.

" Pity bebebku... once the kiss is even the same asphalt, here I hug", Nayla style like a person who wants to hug.

" Please deh Nay, don't be so happy. Who's clinging to Sar's responsibilities?", Kristin said.

Sari nodded, "Yes, he was the one who made me go to the hospital, I just wanted to go home, but because my middle finger was swollen, so I was worried that my finger was broken, go to the hospital, just overnight, but yes gini finally have to be fitted with a cast, because the middle finger is cracked ", murmured Sari.

His two best friends nodded their heads, "get well soon Sar. So you went to Malang is not Sar?, is it an old vacation again", asked Kristin.

" Would want to go home, I also miss the same you two, want to see Dimas as well" said Sari.

The faces of his two best friends immediately changed pias when Sari mentioned her brother's name.

Honestly Kristin and Nayla are also one of the fans of Dimas, they both often play at Sari's house, besides because they are friends, Kristin and Nayla are also often looking for opportunities, sometimes glancing towards Dimas' room, or steal a glance that Dimas suddenly passed by while the three of them were chatting in the lounge.

But when he heard Dimas ketangkep when there was a raid on the nightclub, making the two Sari's friends a little shocked, how not, the man they admired turned out to be a wearer.

When the raid was indeed Dimas had graduated from High School. Dimas was studying at one of the private universities, probably because of the wrong choice of friends and the wrong association, until Dimas plunged into the valley of destruction. But Dimas's high school fans were plentiful, and it made news of his arrest quickly spread in the school.

Even since Sari's move from the school, friends who had not known if Sari and Dimas were sisters, now know the relationship between them. Either who spreads the information, which is clearly Sari's fragrant name at school, becomes tainted, and Sari's move on hooks is linked to her brother's arrest.

It's true, but Kristin and Nayla feel unacceptable if the move of her best friend is related to the arrest of her brother.

" Hello..., why are you two so dumb?", Sari made her two friends who were both daydreaming so jerked.

Kristin tried to find a sentence that did not offend Sari.

" Eh..no, just be the same keinget Dimas, if you want to see me follow ya Sar".

" Don't know yet, whether it's allowed to be unfortunate, because it's not, it's not completely healed" Sari showed her right hand that was like a mummy.

" Yes, too, but the important thing is that you tell us, if you go back to Malang, okay?".

Sari nodded in agreement with Kristin's request.

" Good girls.", said Kristin, showing her thumb in front of the phone screen.

" Dear sari come here for a moment.!", cried Esti calling.

" Okay, mam..!".

" Guys, I went inside once, mama called, we continued later to talk, bye...", Sari closed her video call after her two best friends waved their checkered hands.

Sari arrived at the kitchen.

" Why ma?".

" This is you please take this to the house next door, said Grandpa... Mr. Irsyad next door neighbor is the principal at the High School where you studied, anterin this cake there, say thank you for helping so much so far" said Mama.

" Okay beautiful mama, Sari came out first", Sari walked while carrying three jars of pastry stored in a paper bag.

Upon entering the courtyard of Mr. Irsyad's house, Sari sees a car she seems to have seen, but Sari forgets where, perhaps, belonged to her visiting school teacher.

There was laughter coming from the living room.

" Wow, it looks like there are many guests inside, I'll drop the cake now or later?, but the responsibility has arrived here, the time was taken home again. Just say hello, hand over the cake, say thank you, then go home", thought Sari trying to be confident.

Sari knocked on Mr. Irsyad's door and said hello, and was so shocked to find the figure who opened the door for him.

" Assalamualaikum.", said Sari after a few seconds he and the person in front of him were both staring at the door.

" Koko's clothes are directly worn, really fit and fit in her body", Sari's inner.

" Wa'alaikum salam", Moses answered Sari's greeting.

" Who's Mus?"

" this is Sari... Uncle", Moses replied with a smile towards Sari who looked groggy. But still trying to smile.

" Get in" said Moses, who also walked into the seat.

Moses and his parents were visiting Irsyad's house.

Sari walked through everything, only then handed the paper bag to Miss Santi,

" Wah the pretty girl likes to share with the neighbors as well", Umi muttered with a smile towards Sari.

" Sari was told by mama to deliver this cake for Mr. Irsyad's family" replied Sari with a smile.

" Pak Irsyad and Miss Santi thank you for helping Sari and Grandpa so far" said Sari as she bowed to the host standing next to her.

" Whoa..thank you so much this can be sent from a beautiful girl, let's sit down first Sari.", said Santi embracing the shoulder of Sari.

" Thank you, but Sari has to go straight home, mama sama bi Nunung has not finished making her cake" , Sari is looking for a reason to go home quickly. What is clear is that his heart is beating so fast, after seeing that Moses and his family are at Irsyad sir's house.

" Oh then please say thank you to your mother yes.", Sari nodded and said goodbye to everyone.

Sari walked home with her own smile, "it is true, happiness is simple, only meeting the person who is idolized is already this happy", said Sari.