
"Assalamu'alaikum sir Kiyai, this is a guest looking for ning meera"
"Assalamu'alaikum pak kiyai" Kina clenched her hands in front of her chest, Okky followed her instead, not greeting mr. It felt like hitting his boss's head, but Kina still needed money to live.
"Wa'alaikum hail warahmatullah, his friend meera?" ask Mr. kiyai.
"Sir Okky, by the way" Kina nudged Okky's arm from earlier dumbly. He doesn't know how messed up Okky's mind is right now.
"Eh, that, anu, em. No matter how you say it" Okky scratched his head, Kina was very anxious at her boss who suddenly looked stupid. His leadership aura evaporated somewhere.
"I'm sorry, excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum" said santriwati who drove them earlier.
"Wa'alaikum salam"
"Let's go in first, meera's inside" Mr. Kiyai opened the door wide. Let both guests sit.
"If Umi Husna, there is also a kiyai sir?" tanya Okky hesitated.
Mr. Kiyai's forehead frowned, "Lho, he said he was looking for meera, now look for my wife, wah what is this?" he asked a serious face.
"That's sir.sa.saya" Okky stammered, feeling awkward, his guts suddenly shriveled.
Mr. Kiyai looked at Okky, his expression completely illegible. Okky gets nervous and nervous.
Kiyai Abdullah laughed, "Let's just relax, I'm eating rice, not eating humans. Why is it so tense?"
Kina grew increasingly anxious at her boss who seemed to be a stuttering Okky today. "Include me, I'm Kina, this is my boss his name is Okky benefactor, he is the son of Suri's mother, who wants to get acquainted with Almeera's mother who is apparently the daughter of Pak kiyai"
"O. Suri's mother's son. Yes, yes, he was my wife's study congregation, I briefly called my son and wife"
A little while later, Kiyai abdullah came with two veiled women, the old one was definitely his wife and the young one was definitely named almeera. Okky wanted to run away right then and there, her mother was really silly. Choosing the soul mate of a kiyai child for his religious blind son.
After greeting and saying stale for a while, Umi gave the paper she had grasped, to her husband. Pak kiyai stared at the paper and Okky took turns.
"So, son Okky, want to share an interest with our daughter?" asked Mr. Kiyai slowly, afraid to offend Okky.
Okky glanced at Kina, Kina glanced at Okky as well, "Sorry sir kiyai, not to offend you and your family, but it looks like my Mother made a mistake. I do not know, if this meera mbak, kiyai child, sholeha woman who closed the aurat perfectly. I, representing Mother, apologize for this sassness, but I do not dare to continue my mother's plan, match me with mbak meera. It feels really inappropriate sir kiyai" said Okky with a face down in shame.Kina felt concerned about seeing the face of her boss.
Sometimes the wealth and power that we have, becomes useless when facing people shalah. We don't seem to have anything in front of them. Because we pursue two different things, we pursue the world, whereas the shaleh pursue the afterlife.
Fortunately, Mr. Kiyai's family did not bother him. They accept Okky and Kina's arrival with open arms, and accept Okky's decision to cancel the arranged marriage plan from her mother.
After completing a failed arranged marriage, Okky and Kina accompanied Meera around the ponpes, at Kina's request. Meera explained kindly what Kina asked enthusiastically. Okky just followed the two girls, wherever they went.
"Mbak meera, em..what was it that meera mbak used to accompany Pak kiyai to fill out the general studies every morning week?" kina asked, as they sat on a wooden bench, under a mango tree.
"Yes, how do you know, have you studied here?"
Kina looked at meera and smiled, "Firstly, every week morning, when mom was still there" Kina was silent for a moment, "mom loves the atmosphere of the boarding school" he continued, his eyes staring at the afternoon sky.
"Asik, right? Ma'am meera knows no, I am a big fan mbak meera. Every time I see a little meera, I feel envious, meera looks graceful, beautiful and soft. I always wanted to imitate the way I was talking, the way I was smiling and all my gestures at the time, but it just looked weird, it looked like it was made" Kina grimaced, scratching her cheek.
"Everyone has their own style, so just yourself, God created us with advantages and disadvantages. But you look smart and deft in my opinion" Kina, who likes to be praised by her idol, hugs Meera from the side, sticking her head spoiled on Meera's boat. Meera patted Kina's pahan, stumped behind her veil.
Kina looked at the clock in her hand, "Sir Okky, are we going home now?" looking at Okky whose face looks gloomy.
"His mind from earlier" Okky muttered, she just nodded.
"Mac meera, thank you so much for your time. Sorry for interrupting meera and family time, please send our greetings to Mr. Kiyai and Umi hasna"
"Let me say, do not hesitate if you want to visit, contact me"
"Each ning meera" Kina saluted, "Sir Okky said, just shut up, say goodbye first"
"Yes, I'm saying yes mbak meera, greetings to mr. kiyai" Meera simply nodded.
The two left the boarding house feeling different. Kina looks happy while Okky looks languishing. Okky was silent on the way home.
Arriving at home, Okky entered with a murmur, looking for his mother. Kina chased and tried to calm him down so as not to scold Mother. Everything should be done with a cool head.
Kina thrust a glass of cold water at Okky who was sitting in the dining room, "Drink sir" Okky received it and immediately gulped it down.
Okky glanced sharply at her mother who was going down the stairs, mother quickened her steps when she saw her son had gone home.
"How did it go? Nope advanced?" ask the Queen Mother enthusiastically.
"Mothers have a lot of heart, mother wants to humiliate her own child, mother realized who is the family of Umi Hasna?"
"Aware, the family of Mr. Kiyai abdullah, the owner of the Al iman boarding school"
"So who is this mother's child?"
"You mean? are you not confident with the family of Kiyai Abdullah? You're the director, the owner of the company, less what the hell?"
"Mother, Okky is told to read Al fatihah alone, maybe tajwidnya still much wrong, then mother confidently, thrusting almeera, veiled woman, kiyai child, teacher in boarding school. Well, where would Okky's face be placed"
"Sir, hold your emotions, I mean the Queen Mother is good"
"Yes, but I don't know" Okky complained with a frustrated face.
"That means failing?" ask Mommy with a limp face "Other candidates, tomorrow Mother arrange another meeting"
"Whatever!"
Okky left Kina and her mother just like that. He wanted to calm himself in the room. Kina chose to go home to rest. His heart is flowering flowers, very happy to be close to the figure of Almeera who always idolized him since childhood.
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