Gold And Diamond
Part 17 ”Pearl Sea”
As always, Nurmaya will always be eager to serve her special dishes today. Curry seasoning chicken with potato-coated side dishes for Gus Omar, Gus Naba and Ning Bulqis. Meanwhile, kobis and steamed vegetables tofu without much salt to avoid hypertension is served to abah sepuh. He and two of his friends prepared their food at the table so the hour, which was almost half a century old, clanked— at half-seven in the morning.
Nurmaya let two of her friends retreat to santri's room, while she would deliver food to her room. He carried a vegetable bowl and a plate filled with liquet rice carefully. And, as usual the door of the room abah since dawn reverberate will not be closed—sejak abah sepuh can not go anywhere the door of his room was never locked. He opened it slowly, worried that he was still sleeping. When he put the tray on the table, he almost dropped his slippery bowl. He tiptoed because suddenly I had something to tell him. So close that he had to get close.
Nurmaya thrust her snoring slowly to the floor. Approaching abah with a curved back position. “Nggeh Abah?”
“Now at six or half seven, Ngger?”
He must really put his ears well so that you do not need to repeat the question very neat and not too clear.
“Half seven, Bah. The clock just reads.”
It's actually time to take a shower. But, who used to help him some clean up is Gus Omar, Gus Naba, or santri kang who usually roam in the tenth floor. But, the three of him were still doing activities at the son's cottage. Meanwhile, Ning Bulqis son-in-law who was not good at cooking and taking care of the house more often contributed himself to all the activities of the cottage, especially the princess cottage.
Nurmaya knows, abah sepuh wants to pray duha. He hurriedly got his clothes, holster, underwear, and clean skullcap out of the closet. Then put it on the bedside. He looked towards the food he had brought. Actually, if he is asked to feed his brother as long as he eats, he will be pleased. But, as a santri princess she was very sad if there was no one who gave her resignation. The ones who used to do it were Gus Omar and Ning Bulqis. So, he could only sit away from the lips of the mattress while waiting for them to come. Half an hour later the morning activities are over.
While waiting, Nurmaya remained silent. It was actually very boring because he could not speak in the slightest. Shortly after, someone knocked on the door. He turned his head at the same time as he looked at the head of the santri who was poking out from across the door.
He's risen.
“Monggo, Kang!”
Nurmaya knew the son's santri was getting a messenger to meet the elder brother.
“Mbak Yaya, I asked Gus Omar to help him shower and dress. Gus Omar was done, but suddenly there was a guest from far away. Gus Naba is not finished.”
“Who, Kang?” He had guessed, but he needed to make sure.
“No idea, Ma'am. From afar it seems. Looks like the kiai family. Last mentioned want to visit abah sepuh also.”
“Woh, yes. That's his shirt, Kang. I went to the kitchen to prepare a treat first.”
“Monggo, Ma'am Yes.”
Nurmaya tiptoed into the kitchen. Take out cookies and open a new bottle of syrup.
“A watermelon in the refrigerator is peeled, Ma'am. You peeled, let me bring this rodong,” pinta Ning Bulqis who immediately put his book on the dining table.
“Anu..Ning kang santri was in Abah's room. Mbantu Abah. Said it was told by Gus Omar.”
“O yes.”
Nurmaya peeled the semangkana while guessing the appearance of the princess kiai. He will not be able to compare with himself who is only the son of a fisherman. But, his guess this time stopped at a girl of seventeen. He sighed. His hand was almost hit by a knife.
Just five minutes done.
Nurmaya brought her drink first. Once in the living room, he had a glance at the beaming face of ayu nan who was sitting next to his parents. He heard the girl's name called, Jasmin her name. Ah, he could already clearly guess what the purpose and purpose of the meeting was. The old man who brought his daughter, it was definitely a proposal from the female side. Riled. He has found times like this several times. She will not be able to sleep until her decision ends in rejection.
Until the night was together.
Although when viewed from the kitchen window the sky looks studded with thousands of stars, also more lit than yesterday, but still his heart feels dim. After the return of Ning Jasmin and her parents, she somehow felt Gus Omar's face sparkling more than usual. Like there were signs that would make him hurt. In fact, he could not bear to cross paths with Gus Omar. Just for the sake of seeing that face alone, the pounding of his heart could not beat normally. But, the voice of Gus Omar will still call often.
Nurmaya to abah sepuh room. Meet Gus Omar there. He approached while drowning his face.
“Where do you still want me to match Abimana?”
Nurmaya bit her lip.
“Andai njengan know, Gus. If only I knew it wasn't Kang Abi I wanted. Yes Allaah.”
“Okay if you don't answer yet. By the way, Nduk, Habibah your old friend?”
“Enggeh. Ngapunten yesterday did not farewell njengan.”
“No opo-opo. Where is his house?”
“Near department store Jannah, Gus.”
“That's why that rake shop?”
“Enggeh, but enter the small road. Straight to find a rather old house whose yard is spacious. In front of Kala's house there is a plaque Kavey Store.”
“Dia sales?”
“Since his parents died, he and his brother lived independently. Mmm..if not mistaken they open lettering orders, graduation bouquets, handover hampers or dowries, and paintings, Gus.”
Gus Omar's face suddenly serious to fold back the newspaper he will read.
“Emang sells hard?”
“Then I don't know, Gus. But, said Kala quite, can be to meet the needs of life. But, the ma'am is a full-time teacher. Thank you for allowing me to MAN. I finally got to meet an old friend.”
“How long has Habibah left her parents.”
“Already six years.”
Gus Omar was silent. Thinking something.
“She wants to goiter, Gus, but not obedience.”
“Can't leave the Mbaknya?”
Nurmaya nodded.
“Stay told marry it Mbakya.”
“It looks like it's very heavy for Kala, Gus.”
“Try him didn't invite-e here tomorrow.” Gus Omar pulled out his phone.
“Ngapunten I told you, Gus. Said he was working on coming.”
“Oke sip sip.”
