Gold And Diamond
Part 89 "Heha Sky View"
Don't forget to pray..Bismillah.
Sorry for the delay so far. Thank you so much for waiting. 🙏🙏🙏
For a whole day, Kala and Gus Omar spent their time together on Heha's land. They both fused among the visitors who spilled over since ten in the morning. The clock moves to the next number. Isha has passed. Gus Omar took Kala back to the inn immediately.
"Her generals are tired?"
"Not yet."
"Why do you want to go home soon?"
"It's okay. It's too crowded here."
"Why, Gus? This is a tourist spot."
"The kisser kisses you."
Kala closed her mouth for a moment. Runs. His nimble steps did not make Gus Omar then stop chasing. But eventually she had to stop running because of her overstretched stomach.
"Have known fullness instead of running around." Gus Omar's foot plan began to approach Kala.
Kala gasps.
They both sat side by side in front of the room.
"I hope you don't look up to me, Dek."
"M." Mmm." Kala covered her lips.
Shortly afterwards he looked at Gus Omar who was also looking at him.
"God summed up the universe in your eyes."
"Snell can do it." Hiding his smile.
"Not be ashamed." Gus Omar pulled Kala's body from the side. Leaning Kala's head to her shoulders.
"I'm sorry I haven't been a good wife."
Gus Omar smiled faintly. "Nyantai. I believe you must know what you're supposed to do. If you're ready to be my earth, I'm ready to be your sky."
"I'm confused as to what to reply."
Gus Omar kissed his head and stroked Kala's right arm.
"Dengerin ya!" Gus Omar cleared his throat, then continued to speak, "faqad yakuunaani munakkaraini, kamaa yakuunaani mu'arrafaini."
"That's a temple or what, Mom?"
"It's a temple, my Sweet Man. The nazam alfiyah temple. This is very popular among students. Know what?"
"I, right, never go down."
"Father. It has a meaning like that between you and me. Our rich romantics." He returned to his smile.
"That's, Gus?"
Gus Omar grabbed Kala's palm. Open and stretch it. Then he moved his index finger to write the nazaman there. As he said, "Faqod yakuunaani ( ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ) mongko sometimes ana what 'athaf, iku munakkaraini ( ⁇ ⁇ ) kang nakirah karone. Kama (silicon) koyo dene wares, yakuunaani ( ⁇ ) ana what nakiraini, iku mu'arrafaini (siberih ⁇ ) ma'rifat karone." (No need to translate, yes. This is maknan pegon santri salaf book 😁️)
Until here Kala listened enthusiastically. He did not take off his gaze from Gus Omar who explained in a happy tone.
"You don't have to understand the meaning of this nazaman. What is clear means is that sometimes ma'tuf and ma'tuf alaihi are both nakirah. Both are ma'rifat. 'Staff is a connecting word, like the letter wawu which means and. Then, ma'tuf and ma'tuf 'alaih in question is the word before and after the connecting word earlier. Which flank the letter wawu that for example. Nhaa, both sometimes ma'rifat or nakirah. It doesn't always have to be ma'rifat."
"What are nakirah and ma'rifat, anyway, Gus?" Although Kala had understood, he did not hesitate to keep asking. Because in front of the teacher, a student should behave not know much.
"Public or unknown possession. If ma'rifat is the opposite."
"What's known?"
Kala smiled. "But, now it's ma'rifat kok, Gus."
Gus Omar took off his smile wider. Then, Kala blushed hearing her own sentence, she threw away her face.
"Look here, Deck!"
And, finally the tip of Gus Omar's lips hit the soft skin of Kala's cheeks. Then hold Kala tighter. Peeping the back of the hand over and over again lovingly.
"It turns out to be with someone this warm," his inner self.
"Are we really ma'rifat?" He whispered.
Kala nodded.
"Alhamdulillah."
"So?"
"So pripun (where)?"
"Are you ready for dong?"
"Who's what, Gus?" Kala loosened Gus Omar's arms. Take seriously.
"Not so, deh."
"Loh??"
"No no. It doesn't matter." Gus Omar was trying to understand. Like his promise at that time that he will not rush. He did not want to get it solely because of the riding of lust. He needs to be patient about all of that.
However, Kala did not understand at all. He had never thought of heading there. Precisely according to him, Gus Omar will ask him clearly if he really wants himself.
"I'm graduating soon, Mom."
"Yes good. Why?"
"Why haven't I been so far who still hasn't gotten along with my current status?"
"When you graduate you must be confident."
"Well, what is it?"
"I haven't told you yet. I was invited too. The prayer. I must have given you." Anyway."
"A lot of people will know dong?"
"about. It's been. That's not important. Respond normally if your friends are a lot of kepo."
"I if I've been attacked with acute embarrassment must stutter. Pripun (how)?"
"All are broadcast tomorrow. At the end of the session I'll talk."
"IIiiiih, kok njenengan. Shame, O God." Pouty time.
"Shame because of his status or because of who married?"
"Eh, mboten ngoten (not so). Sorry sorry." Kala swiftly took Gus Omar's hand, then rubbed his back.
Gus Omar changed his face water. Move without a word. Kala also followed.
"It's not so, Guuus. I'm sorry, deh. Sorry looo. Yes, tomorrow we will announce."
Gus Omar ignored. He shuffled into the room. Makes Kala become confused and worried.
"Guuus? Forgive duko (don't get angry)."
Still no response. Feeling aware of his childish behavior, Kala also chose to return to the terrace. Sitting tight. His sight shot to the sky. Then, do not hesitate to spread and let the night wind caress the entire side of his body.
Shortly after, he moved. Go straight to the bathroom with one piece of clothing and a make-up pouch. He also took a shower. Put the fragrance of body spray that favored Gus Omar to all parts of his body without exception. Although he will not know how Gus Omar responds after he leaves the bathroom, he still does it after a sudden thought.
He came out with a red face on his cheeks. Fear that Gus Omar is ignoring him. Then, he ventured to sit on the edge of the bed without breaking a word. He only then felt his feet and palms suddenly cold. The pound attacked great.
