Gold And Diamond
Part 91 "Jude"
Don't forget to pray. Bismillah. Happy reading. _____🙏
Today, precisely on the fourth weekend of June, the school will release a generation with hundreds of graduates and the best graduates. In fact, the headmaster said that the results of the XII class exam and the tahfiz year development were very good. Call it Kala, the best winner of two majors of religious excellence, the best six schools, and the best one tahfiz with satisfactory value, mumtaz and mutqin. Fade away the clapping that followed later. Making best friends, Ruma and Mela, beloved husband, Gus Omar, and dear brother, Vey, do not stop to spread a smile throughout the narration of the headmaster was echoed.
Proud. Of course Vey feels proud to be able to replace the role of both parents well. His struggle all this time was not in vain. He can breathe very easily. There is no other wishful thinking but how to think of himself. Kala got married and achieved her dream. Meanwhile, until now he was still friends with deserted. Focus on working and fulfilling tasks as a teacher. Her tears are shed. Between happy and destitute.
"La, I've lived my destiny as a big brother. You should be able to live well with your husband, "Vey's inner self while looking at Kala who was staring at Gus Omar.
"Alhamdulillahi 'ala kulli ni'matillahi wa 'ala zaujatis salihah wa zakiyah." (I am grateful for all the pleasures, a virtuous and intelligent wife)
Gus Omar gave his thumb. Meanwhile, Kala who was on the stage hid her happy smile behind the palm of her hand. Especially when Gus Omar throws the love sign with both fingers. Kontan Kala showed me his teeth.
"Saranghaeyo," murmured Gus Omar.
The award is also given to all the best graduates, both sashes, bouquets, medals, and special cash for the best tahfiz graduates one, two, and three. Kala whispered, then shortly afterwards he was welcome to speak on the podium as a representative of the graduates.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barakatuh." Kala started the greeting. Followed by an atmosphere that suddenly turned silent. He continued with a muqaddimah, praise of gratitude, and a few opening sentences with semi-formal language.
"I will not stop being grateful. Because during my studies, there was someone who was very supportive of my ideals. He is Onni. She is now sitting in row number five from behind the middle edge and wearing a bright yellow hijab. God is very good. Before I was in this world, my late parents had educated Onni well. Then, when his sister was born, until his sister became a teenager, he was able to continue to support Mama's wishes as well as my ideals. Onni, thanks, yeah. Makasiiih. In fact, Onni pawned her dream for me. Every day we work hard to not sleep. Wake up early. If one of us is sick, our work must be hard. But, it's all over. Since there was someone who replaced Onni, I was no longer a burden. Thank you also for the sign, Gus Omar. My husband."
Some people seemed surprised to hear Kala's last sentence. They question the clarity of the facts and are curious about the wedding day Kala has been covered for several weeks. And some people next to Vey looked to be travelers.
"Thank you, Gus. Long before we met, maybe my success so far also can not be separated from the prayers that long by giving to a long-term soul mate. Which turns out he was me. Thank you also to Miss Maria, my teacher and friend. The guidance and counsel of Mary will never be forgotten. Including marriage advice that little by little I am applying. And, don't forget for the best Bestie, Mela and Rumaisya. Finally, for all the Fathers and Mothers who have been patient to provide knowledge to me. May blessings and good deeds be in the Hereafter." After closing the sentence, Kala sat up.
At the end of the event, all students take pictures with classmates, homeroom teachers, and the principal. Kala waited for his turn by venturing to sit next to Gus Omar who had not changed position from the couch, VIP.
"How dare you say that?"
"Hehe. Its alright. Wanted to."
"Aren't you ashamed anymore?"
"I'm not ashamed."
"Yes that. I'm even fond of this sweet little wife who dares to introduce herself as the wife of an old man."
Kala stared spoiled. Singing lips. "Although ngoten ta (not so lo). The panjengan is amazing. I have never questioned my age. Anyway I don't want to, yes, there are such words again. Watch out."
"Oo dare to threaten now?"
"Dare."
Gus Omar closed his lips. Whispering, "I just bite to know how you feel."
"Cannot be. It's impossible." Back to meledek.
In the back row, Vey is still sitting waiting for Kala to approach him. He shifted his mood by playing with a cell phone. Loaded incoming orders and slightly recorded its finances this month.
"Onni Vey is alone?" ask Mela.
So did Ruma who then accompanied.
"Oh, this .. Yes I'm alone. What's your value?" Vey watched Mela and Ruma's faces alternately.
"Really, Sis?" ask Ruma.
Vey nodded.
"It was me who put it on."
"Eh, seriously?" Vey.
"Seriously. The story of Si Mela is a free fashion. That's why he came to my house, huh."
"I saranin, Rum, you'll be MUA. Jadiin. Lo pretty. We can work together if one day you really have a WO for example. You MUA, I'm the decor and the souvenir."
"Just pray, yes, Onni. Haven't thought about it."
"There must be progress. Enhanced your skills."
Ruma grimaces.
Mela answered Vey's question. "I'm good, thank God. But, it still lost to Kala."
Vey just smiled thinly.
"Sister, that was the cement on the kepo to me. To Kala's surprise, get married first. He said early marriage. There's a julid too. Some are envious."
"Udah need not be shunned. The important thing is that no one wants the Kala MBA."
"I'm a tampol that's a man if anyone dares to say that." Mela defends
Ruma added, "Today also not pregnant, right. No one would dare to make such an opinion. It's so grim."
Turn of class XII Featured Religion photographed on stage. Mela and Ruma took a moment.
"Yes. This is my same photo, yes."
"Okay, sister," replied Ruma.
Vey suddenly remembered. "How's Mas Abi doing now, huh? Since I was in the hospital, I have not seen him again. I think he shut himself up. Heavy as well. Not to mention Nurmaya who forgot her memories. Did I try Niar's phone, huh?"
Click! Rang.
📞"Assalamualaikum, Niar?"
📞"Eh, waalaikumsalam. Ma'am Nana how are you? Sorry, Ma'am, yes."
📞"Make what?"
📞"Now I don't want to."
📞"Why?"
Who is the same name? ⁇ ️😂️️️️
