Ustad Or Alkash?
Call Me, Mamah

The sound of a bolpoint knock rubbing against the table in silence sounded a little rhythmic. Zidan Haq often looks restless like that if he is alone. I don't know what things always make Zidan Haq pensive alone like that. Several times he was seen scrambling his hair with a face that no one could guess.

Suddenly someone opened the door wide without even knocking. Zidan immediately directed his eyes at someone standing arrogantly in the doorway.

"Hi, why does your face look surprised like that? Don't you want to let your mother come in, my dear son?"

Zidan's stepmother immediately stepped on her haughty legs to approach Zidan who was sitting in his soft chair.

"Why are you looking down like that my dear boy? Don't you want to see your beautiful mama look?"

Said Olive to Zidan who was still down while moving his fingers to Zidan's face. That reflex was put away by Zidan. Surely Olive just smiled and immediately sat on the chair right in front of Zidan.

"How are you at home?! Are you doing your job as his wife well?"

"Can't you say sweeter in front of your mama, baby?"

"Go home, accompany my father there. Please."

A gebrakkk!!!

"Don't arrange what I have to do! Who wants to take care of a sick person like that?!"

Zidan was silent. He held back his anger at his stepmother. Olive got back up from her seat and immediately approached Zidan.

"You are even more handsome and attractive than your ailing father." (said Olive as she gently massaged Zidan's shoulder)

"Did you forget baby, only I know your secret." (again)

Zidan swallowed his saliva slowly. Then immediately lowered the hand of Olive who was on his shoulder slowly.

"Have you finished talking? The exit is over there, please come out."

Tukas Zidan to his stepmother while showing him the exit.

"God! You're just like your bad brother. Very disrespectful. He could have thrown out his own mother. I haven't even said what my purpose is!"

"Tell me what's your purpose in coming to see me here? Are you asking for money as usual?"

"Of course it's money."

"absolutely pathetic. Father's money is more than enough. Apparently you're blackmailing me too."

"As long as you obey all my wishes, your secrets will be safe with me. Remember that!" (answered Olive)

Zidan again breathed heavily. Then he took a paper check in his desk locker. It looks Zidan who scratches the ink on a piece of the check with nominal as usual. Olive saw him who was writing a nominal number for her immediately prevented.

"Eh, stop! This time I only want 650 million."

650 million? Just a few days ago you asked me for money, right? Are you going to buy an island to the government, huh?!

Again Zidan just breathed his breath. Then he immediately wrote down the numbers Olive asked for. After he finished writing his nominal, he immediately handed the check paper to him. Olive accepted it with pleasure and immediately walked out of Zidan's room.

She always threatened me for the same reason! What is my fault?

CRING...CRING...CRING...

The ringing of the office phone on his desk rang loudly deafening Zidan.

"Hello.."

"Hello Zidan, I called on your phone but it hasn't been answered since."

"Ah, assalamualaikum Mrs Kumala. I'm sorry I was a little busy, hehe."

"Waalaikumsalam. Hemm, you always work hard. And one more thing, don't get used to calling me madam, son of Zidan. I'm Andin's mom."

"So I have to call you lady?" (ask Zidan a little laugh)

"Call me is okay too."

How wrong Zidan had been to hear Kumala's answer, Mamah Andin.

"Ah, it's not time yet, madam. If it is destined to happen by itself."

"Hahaha you could be this kid."

Kumala chuckled at the answer from Zidan Haq. He did not expect Zidan was very cool to talk.

"There's what your tumben called me in broad daylight like this. Or maybe something important?"

Zidan Haq was silent for a moment. Given some of the things that happened to Andin the last few weeks. Starting from Andin who fainted on the field during the flag ceremony, then with the others. But he refused to speak to Kumala or even Arga. It was because he was afraid that he would be blamed in this. He was afraid that Kumala and Arga would taste him incapable of caring for his only daughter.

"Hello, Son Zidan? Why just shut up? Andin's okay, right?"

Zidan Haq immediately regained his senses.

"Ah of course Andin is fine here madam. You don't have to worry about it. I'll try my best to take care of him."

"All right, Zidan. I trust you. Titip Andin yes son. Please continue your work."

"Thank you for trusting me, madam. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh nak."

Phone disconnected. Zidan Haq smiled. Then immediately call the secretary in his office. The phone was immediately picked up without Zidan Haq waiting for a long time.

"Good afternoon Mr Zidan, how can I help you?"

"Handle all meeting today. I'm on some other business."

"Okay, Mr. Zidan. I will always try to give my best to this company."

"Okay, thank you."

"Together, sir. Have a nice day."

Conversation finished. Zidan Haq went from his office to MAN 102 Bandung. He got into his sports car and drove at moderate speed and split the road.

After taking a little while, Zidan Haq finally arrived at MAN 102 Bandung. He's headed straight somewhere. Yeah, library.

I'm sure Ziban is there. I had to meet him and talk to him about my father's condition after Ziban left the house.

Zidan headed to the library by stepping his feet a little quickly. All who met him on the street were seen bowing their heads deeply.

Arriving at the library, he saw no one there. He became increasingly convinced that his sister was in the secret room.

Uh, Ziban sounds like he's chatting with someone. It seems that Ziban inside is not alone.

When Zidan was about to knock on the door, suddenly someone came preventing him.

"Excuse me Mr Zidan, what are you doing here?" (asked Rinta a little nervous)

"I want to see Ziban. He seemed to be inside with someone."

"Ah Brother Ziban is alone in the master."

"No, Rinta. Ziban is with someone inside. I heard him talking to someone."

"If you don't believe me, please come in, sir."

"That's what I'd do if you hadn't bothered me before."

"Hehe forgive me sir."

Rinta breathed a sigh of relief as she managed to buy some time. Given how nervous it was when he saw Zidan Haq enter the library area. He immediately sent an email to Ziban Alkash's new mobile phone saying that his brother Zidan Haq had entered the library.

Zidan knocked on the door, then without waiting for long Ziban opened the door using an automatic remote.

"Why are you here bang?"

"Who are you with? I heard you talking to someone." (said Zidan asked back)

"What bang? Me? I've been calling Secretary Chan."

"Oh so. There's something important about Dad."

"Already bang. Don't talk about it anymore."

"Dad sick Ziban..."

Ziban was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes and swallowed his saliva slowly.

"Sit down, bang, you've been standing there ever since. Do you have to get permission from me first to get a seat that's even in your own school?"

SERIATE...