Love From Mas Duda
Anger

The conversation had started to get serious, Sari, Dian and Zira left the room and went in somewhere they were. Stay in the room only Wafa and Pak Kyai.

"Wafa, Abi asked you again. Why did you come back lazy to go to college, and even go on and on with Mr. Bian? What exactly is your relationship with him?" continued Pak kyai.

"Wafa explained it many times. Wafa and Pak Bian are only partners, Abi. Why should there be any discussion about him? It's too bad that I didn't go to college because of Mr. Bian, Abi!" wafa is clear.

"But Abi feels you're lying, Wafa. Why have you never been honest with Abi? Abi this is our parents!" Mr. Kyai is much more affirming the way of speech than Wafa.

Apparently Sadi, Zira and Dian were peeking out from the kitchen. They wanted to know what Wafa was talking about with his father.

"Mbak Sari, about to die with Pak Bian it has a relationship, huh?" ask Dian. "Kok, I feel sorry for Wafa. Uncle Kyai seemed to press on and force Wafa to be honest, "he said.

"really. Isn't that his personal problem Wafa, yes. About Wafa wants to go to college or not anymore, that's also because Uncle Kyai who always forced him," said Zira.

"Dian, Zira's. You guys talk too much. We better listen to what they are talking about. About your question it—Mbak also no answer." Sari let out a breath.

The atmosphere stiffened because pak kyai constantly forced Wafa. In fact, the words of Pak kyai are also getting out of control. Back saying things that Wafa doesn't want to hear.

"You should learn from your sister-Sari. He diligently studied, according to Abi, not neko-neko, always closing himself from the outside world. Lha, you?" say use Kyai.

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, Abi why did you say that, anyway? Poor Wafa ..." sisi Sari lirih.

"Sari is the oldest sister in the pesantren family. Dian has always been obedient to her parents, like Sari," continued Pak Kyai. "Zira, Zira though her son is a little reckless, but she remains obedient to her parents. You just want to be free, free, free and free. What are you going to be, Nduk?"

"Ustadz Lana who is clearly his character is very good, polite, handsome, independent. You haven't received the proposal and it's hung like this,"

"And you always go with other men who are not your mahram. Even you are also different religions, Abi is very unsure if you practice your worship out there when together with Mr. Bian," the words of Mr. Kyai is making Wafa furious.

"ABI, ENOUGH!"

Wafa until panting because so hurt his feelings. Even Sari, Dian and Zira were also saddened by Pak kyai's words that were considered to have been outrageous.

"Enough, Abi. Wafa also has feelings, Wafa can also be hurt by Abi's words. Why is the more here Abi's treatment the more like that to me, Abi—"

"Which Abi said is wrong, is everything right?" Abi even interrupted Wafa's remarks.

Wafa hit his own chest. "Wafa is hurt by Abi's words. Why doesn't Abi think when he wants to talk?"

"Wafa this is Abi. Even Wafa is a real child, why does Abi always compare Wafa with Mbak Sari!"

"Remember no problem if the fire would compare that with Dian and Zira. But Wafa could get hurt if Abi keeps comparing me to Mbak Sari,"

Emotions cannot be controlled. If she was angry, she would not call herself Wafa to her father, but would instead call herself my—.

"From childhood until now, did Abi ever say proud to have a Princess like me? No, right?" wafa. "Abi's son is just Sari's mother. So if I rebel, who's wrong?"

"Wafa, you—"

"Wafa hasn't finished talking, Abi!" wafa Sentak.

After jerking his father, Wafa's feelings actually grew even more hurt. He felt guilty for yelling at his father. But his emotions had already taken hold of him.

"Please if Abi wants to judge me how. But please in this matter, Abi do not occasionally blame Mr. Bian for my mischief. It had nothing to do with him,"

"Last, questioning my worship, it's the same but it has insulted me. Why did Abi think so badly of Abi's own son? I'm Abi's son, I'm Abi's biological son, Abi's own flesh. Can Abi think like that to me?"

Wafa's tears are already pouring out. His heart was completely crushed that night by his own father. Wafa truly felt that his current place of return was not home for him. He said hello, then went into his room.

Stay Mr. Kyai alone in the middle room. While Sari also asked her two cousins' sisters to rest. Then Sari stepped into her room as well.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Salam Sari.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," replied Ustadz Zamil.

Seeing his wife enter the room in a gloomy state, Ustadz Zamil immediately approached her. He stroked his wife's head while asking, "Istighfar, Dek."

It turns out that Ustadz Zamil heard it all. He already knew that since childhood between Wafa and Sari was treated unfairly by Pak Kyai. But because he was not who in this pesantren family, Ustadz Zamil chose to be quiet and always support Wafa slowly.

The support of Ustadz Zamil is what makes Wafa also have feelings for him first. But come to think of it, that feeling of death towards Ustadz Zamil is not the feeling of love that occurs between women and men. Except just a feeling of admiration.

"Wafa is already deeply hurt by Abi's words. But Abi himself could not control his words. I became unwell with Wafa, Ustadz" Sari said.

"Your sister is a tough woman. It's true that he was hurt by Abi's remarks tonight. But rest assured, tomorrow morning he will be fine" Ustadz Zamil said.

Sari shook her head.

"Wafa's anger this time is completely different, Ustadz. Nova was angry like never before" said Sari. "If he has a relationship with Mr. Bian, Abi should not be concerned about it because they are both adults" continued Sari.

Ustadz Zamil sighed softly. "Maybe because of religious differences and rabbinical status that has become a widower. Especially because of the closeness of Pak Bian and also Wafa, making Wafa lecture disrupted. Maybe because of that."

Ustadz Zamil also kept his words from causing misunderstandings. Basically he also felt uncomfortable seeing Bian's closeness to Wafa. That night the mood was not okay. Everyone became silent and pondered in their respective rooms.