Ustad Or Alkash?
I'm Tired!

"You're not kidding me, are you, baby?"

That sentence was first uttered by Helen after hearing Andin say that he had been betrothed. It seems Helen still thinks of Andin as a girl full of humor in all situations.

"Ah Auntie, why am I lying? Honestly, the first time Andin heard it was not thought and could not believe."

Helen was silent for a moment. He was digesting the sentence he had just heard from Andin himself.

"Are you going to accept this match with pleasure, dear?"

"Well, Aunt Helen, the story is very long. Let me tell you first about my story to you Auntie, so you can give me the best advice. Andin said, Andin was worried. For now Andin really doesn't know what my heart really wants Auntie."

Helen smiled a smile. From the little he had heard earlier, it seemed like he could already understand a little of Andin's anxiety.

"Alright Andin, Aunt knows your uneasiness. Yeah, you're still pretty unstable, anyway."

Helen held back her laughter, while Andin put on a sullen face.

"Ah Auntie, don't tease me."

"Yes forgive Auntie. Hemm, now tell Aunt, what kind of man did you betrothed to?"

Andin mute. Looks like Helen did have to fish her for this time.

"Is he handsome?"

Andin shook his head. That's a sign that the man who was betrothed to Andin was not handsome. Apparently Helen managed to lure Andin without making it difficult to find other ways for Andin to tell stories. Helen is good at reading any situation.

"Hmmm..." (Helen seems to think)

"If the man you're betrothed to is not handsome, then it means he is..." (Helen hangs his sentence again)

"That means he's very, very handsome, right? Didn't you?"

Andin was really amused by Aunt Helen's behavior this time.

"Ah is enough Aunt. You don't have to guess like that."

"Why indeed? Aunty has not been told by you, so of course Aunty can only make them."

"Ahaha, because your guess is never wrong Auntie. So, you don't have to tell me this by asking for justification from me."

Helen was embarrassed to hear Andin's praise.

"Eh Auntie, tell me first where did Aunt know that man was so handsome?"

"You are yes. Of course Mr. Arga Raharga will not be able to match his only daughter with a random person. And most likely the man was the incarnation of angels and the like."

Andin chuckled at Helen's conjecture this time.

Yes Auntie, you're right. He is an angel. That was my guess all along. And do you know Auntie? I have long adored the angel. But do you know Auntie too? Suddenly another angel came for me who had been near me for a long time. I really don't know what happened to my heart this time.

Andin recalled Raditya's words a few years ago.

"I'm sure you understand the direction of my conversation. I'm sure you understand what I mean. The rest, let you remember for yourself."

What does his word mean? What have I forgotten all this time? What's wrong with me, so I have to remember. And, what should I remember? Am I that cool? Is Brother Raditya just the origin of speaking without any intention? But it's very hard to believe. At that moment he looked full of high level seriousness. Ah, I don't know.

Such are the questions that always only revolve in the mind of Andin all this time. No one tried to tell him a thing. Even just a small code. Andin's ends are just resigned. Scream, then exhale.

"Ah, that's it."

"Ah, I don't know."

It's always like that.

"Andin baby, why are you so quiet, son? Aunty apologizes if Auntie's words offend you son." (said Helen broke Andin's daydream)

"Aaaa is not Aunt at all. Thank you for awakening Andin from hehe's daydream."

"Ehehe, I'm sorry Andin Aunt."

"Ah, stop. Tell me what you want to tell Auntie."

Andin put on a grim face.

"I'll tell Aunt face-to-face. Not on a video call like this."

"alright sweetheart. Aunt waiting for your story. Remember that."

"Yes, yes Auntie."

"Momuu?!"

"Momuuu, is Rossie's phone or not?!"

I heard Rossie screaming. Helen and Andin laugh out loud before they end their video calls and return with their own activities.

After the conversation with Helen ended, Andin threw her body in her bunk bed. A mattress that is not too soft. Not like Andin's mattress in his house palace. Yeah, Andin's used to it. Breathing out his heavy breaths many times. It feels like there is a lot of stuff going on. There are so many things that make him even more worried about what to decide.

Huft, it seems that Ummi doesn't like my relationship with Ustad Zidan either. Ah yes, of course this has something to do with Zulfia's mother. Ummi was able to match her with Mbak Zulfia. Ah yes, I have to see Zulfia's mother again.

Andin tidied up his veil and walked slowly towards the kitchen. Zulfia always had a lot of activity in that place. And that is a special convenience for anyone who is looking for it.

"Zulfia sir?"

Andin called Zulfia who was seen washing dishes in the sink. Zulfia responded to Andin's call without dismissing his job.

"Sir, can you postpone your work first? There's something very important that I need to talk to you about Zulfia's mother."

"Something that matters what it is? Just tell me now. There's no one here."

Zulfia still hasn't laid off her job. Andin looked to his left. What Zulfia said is true. There was no one in the kitchen except the two of them.

Ah, ja. What you said is true. There's nobody here but the two of us. Can you see my eyes for a moment?! You've even been talking since without seeing me next to you like this. Then how can I speak seriously?!

Suddenly Andin had an idea to make Zulfia glance at him. Ideas he had not thought of before. He rarely does, especially at home.

"Andin, what are you doing?! Stop it." (say Zulfia)

Andin does not speak of Zulfia. He still helped Zulfia finish her job in washing dishes.

"Andin, please stop. This is my job."

This time Andin obeyed Zulfia. And this time also the eyes of Zulfia and Andin looked at each other. Of course that's what you've wanted since. Andin didn't want to miss that either.

"Sir Zulfia, please give me some time to talk to you seriously, please."

Andin raised and bowed his hands in front of his face. He was pleading with Zulfia. This time he had to hear firsthand what he wanted to hear from her all along. Zulfia looked at Andin. It seemed like he had understood Andin's purpose since then.

"I beg Mrs Zulfia, answer my question this time."

Zulfia breathed out slowly.

"Is this about the same question, as before?"

Andin nodded his head slowly.

Zulfia cleans her palms in the sink. Then he stroked away leaving Andin.

"Oh yeah, you were gonna help me wash the dishes, right? Finish the dishes."

Andin took a sip of his saliva. He tried many times. Many times he persuaded Zulfia to answer what he wanted to hear. This time he has resigned. It feels so tired to have to go on like this.

I just want to ask you, is what Meta says true? Why did you tell Meta to ban me from contact with Ustad Zidan? Are you two just jealous of me because Ustad Zidan chose me in the end?

SERIATE...