A Match for 'Izzah
Chapter 3

This morning, Izzah decided to go home, running the message that Adnan said yesterday. Previously, he intended to vacation in the cottage to find peace. However, there are also many who do not go home. It adds a little bit of weight to his brain. It was also because of Adnan's kang message that made him unsettled.

Since the beginning of the holiday, Izzah is indeed rarely down to the bottom floor, other than if there is interest only. Moreover, because of his condition that is coming months, making him not to follow the congregational prayer in the mosque on the lower floor. That's why he doesn't know anyone who still lives in the cottage.

“Sampean so go home, Mbak?” Syifa, who had just climbed upstairs, approached Izzah who appeared to be in her room.

Syifa's room is actually on the lower floor, precisely in An-Nur's room which is located next to the stairs bordering with glass windows. It's just that, since close to Izzah two years ago, he more often went upstairs to just chat with Izzah, or accompany memorization. Moreover, because the age of both is fairly the same age, so it is like a friend who can understand each other.

“Iyo, Ma'am. Perhaps there is something important at home,” replied Izzah.

His face was still sad, but a little calmer. After having a good night, at least his heart was more able to ease his emotions. No longer like yesterday. His sadness began to diminish.

“Ikhlas, yes, Ma'am? Don't cry anymore!” syifa's edict suggested with a distinctive joking tone as usual.

“I if not be the same kang Adnan, actually not papa, Mbak Syif.” Izzah paused his words, then stared fixedly at the friend who was now sitting sweetly before him. A moment later, the speech continued. “Tapi—,”

“But, the problem is because it's the same Farid kang. Yeah, right?” Syifa suddenly slashed Izzah's unfinished sentence.

Instantly, Izzah's lips brushed with sweetness, which continued with a chuckle. He was comforted by the words of Syifa that actually tempted him. But, it was true what Syifa said. Izzah has started to be willing if he is not a match with Adnan kang. However, what added to the burden of his mind was the shadow of Farid kang who was now dancing in his brain.

The manager of the son's cottage which is more often called the lurah killer shrunk his intentions before acting. His face was resolute, with thick eyebrows perched above his eyelids. Just imagined it had vibrated Izzah's body, shuddering in horror.

Syifa who had been listening carefully said Izzah, laughing immediately. He should be able to feel the sadness of Izzah. However, what Izzah told her made her unable to help but laugh.

Farid Jamal is only famous for his arrogance. Whether true or not, but indeed some santriwati who have crossed paths with Farid kang, justify all that. While Izzah, he only once met accidentally with Farid kang. So, his distinctive face was enough he knew, but not for his character.

“Already, to, Ma'am! Mbak-mbak who betrothed with Abah, it was a genuine success, you know, Ma'am. Not arbitrary.” Although Syifa himself felt powerless if he was in the position of Izzah, but he as a friend still calms his friend's heart.

Izzah just smiled in response to the final word of temptation from Syifa, before finally he hugged the body of his friend's bully. Then kiss her chubby cheek out of anxiety and gratitude. Because all this time, only Syifa was always on the side of Izzah in various conditions.

“Sampean has announced Ummi, Mbak?”

Izzah just shook his head. The plan was sudden, because I was comfortable here. However, the message of Adnan kang also cannot be ignored. At least, maybe he will feel calmer with a word two from the father in his house, as he usually listened to when given a message.

“Please be with Rahma, yes, Ma'am, if I want to say goodbye Ummi.” Izzah asked for help that Syifa convey a message to mbak Rahma—mbak Ndalem Utara—santri princess who is devoted to Ndalem in addition to teaching activities.

He also had to pay his respects to Ummi Ndalem south after this. There, there is Bu Nyai Aisyah who is the second wife of Abah Yai Luthfi. There is also a Ndalem who served there. Both Ummi Khodijah and Ummi Aisyah, both play a full role in the benefits of the cottage.

Rushing, Syifa went down again to the bottom floor to immediately go to Ndalem to meet Rahma's mother. Izzah was followed a few minutes later. Not long after, Syifa returned to meet Izzah who had been sitting on the stairs waiting for a call.

“Before more he said, Mbak,” Syifa said as she stepped over to Izzah.

Izzah nodded slowly. As usual, when already asking permission on mbak Ndalem, santriwati had to wait first until mbak Ndalem again called to invite him in.

But this time, Izzah did not wait too long. It seems that Rahma from a distance had given the code to Izzah to enter immediately. With quick steps, Izzah walked towards Ndalem and immediately sat down occupying a spot near the door.

“Sampean want to go home, to, Mbak Izzah?”

Izzah who has felt the arrival of Ummi also only answered short, “Iya, Mi.”

“Say also your mother and father, yes, Ma'am. Sometime, please come here,” Ummi's word softly.

‘Deg’

Suddenly it was as if a shocking object had entered Izzah's chest cavity. Quite surprised, but still casually answer and say yes. Because Izzah had guessed, if Ummi asked his parents to be friendly, indicating that something important will be discussed. What else if it wasn't about the match.

Long enough Izzah was in Ndalem. In addition to saying goodbye, Ummi also gave a lot of special advice for Izzah. And it turns out, what Izzah felt during these four days was discussed in it. Ummi seemed to have an inner eye that could read the contents of his heart. Without telling a story, Ummi seemed to know.

Izzah was not surprised. He had understood for a long time, since the beginning of entering this cottage. Precisely he who feels a little embarrassed, because it turns out his turmoil has been known to Ummi. It feels like a santri who cannot practice random and sincere science. Moreover, his position is a hafidzoh, which should be an example for others.

Half an hour in Ndalem, Izzah came out. He stepped back into his room, to pack down a bag of clothes. Just a small bag, containing two clothes and a hijab to change temporarily.

While waiting for an invitation Izzah had been in contact since morning, he spent time chatting with Syifa near the cottage kitchen. A light conversation with laughter as usual.

Not long after, a man's voice sounded quite loud. “Mbak Izzah, picked up!” The sound was sourced from behind the walls surrounding the kitchen area and the backyard.

Usually, it was the voice of the son santri who told the princess, if picked up or was waiting for his family in front.

Hearing that, Izzah immediately passed away leaving the cottage after the hug drama with Syifa was over. However, as Izzah stepped out through the kitchen gate towards the front road, he saw from a distance a familiar man in his sight. Carefully, he continued to stare until the man's face was clearly visible, which was none other than Adnan's kang. He was chatting with his father, occasionally chuckling on the sidelines of the chat. (*)