Why marry me, Gus?
chapter 17

"Wirda where the hell is it? Why was my chat from earlier not bales as well?" I muttered while looking at the phone. Today I plan to go back to the boarding house. As usual, I would like to invite Wirda to accompany me. Wirda could not be contacted. I've sent messages many times, but I've never gotten a reply from Wirda.

"Am I going straight to his house, huh?" I muttered before heading to the boarding school.

Unlike before, my clothes looked more presentable as I was about to leave for the cottage. Although I have not worn the hijab, at least I am not wearing a shirt or inappropriate clothes. I decided to wear a flannel shirt and jeans. I think this look is better, even if I don't cover my head.

I immediately headed to the cottage on my motorcycle. Before going to the cottage, I took the time to stop by Wirda's house. Who knows if Wirda is home. Unfortunately, Wirda's house was also empty. I couldn't reach Wirda, plus I couldn't find my friend at his house either.

"Yes, yeah! I'll go alone!" my mummy immediately drove my motorbike to the village of Tubansari. For the first time I went to the cottage alone like this. Hopefully I can meet Huda there.

After a long journey, I finally arrived at the boarding house. I immediately searched for Huda's whereabouts in the cottage, but unfortunately I still couldn't see him.

"Huda where the hell is it? There's no way he's not in the pesantren, is he?" my grunts began to be irritated to search for Huda since.

Instead of meeting with Huda, I just passed by Huda's mother, Nyai Rosyidah. Inevitably, I had to greet the parents of the man who proposed to me.

"Eh, Arin? Why don't you come here and say it first?" greet Nyai Rosyidah to me kindly.

The shady-faced woman with the big hijab greeted me with a sumringah. Though I was being disrespectful at yesterday's application, but Huda's family still kept being nice to me and greeted me with courtesy.

"Assalamualaikum, New!" I said while kissing the back of Nyai Rosyidah's hand.

"Girishalah, Arin. Here in!" invite Rosidah to enter one of the rooms in the cottage.

"You came here yourself? Or are you there?" nyai Rosyidah asked.

Nyai Rosyidah smiled at me. He also greeted me with a lot of food and drink even though I was visiting suddenly. "Let's drink first, son Arin! You must be tired of riding the bike alone to get here?" cetus Nyai Rosyidah's.

"Thank you very much, Nyai. Sorry to bother you," I said.

"You don't have to be sad. You're here to find Huda, aren't you?" ask Nyai Rosyidah.

I nodded my head. It was my purpose to come here to find Huda. But meeting Nyai Rosyidah is not a bad thing either. I mean, anyway, I came here to ask about the proposal from the Huda family the other day. I wonder why they chose me. Even though I am not meeting Huda at the moment, I can ask Nyai Rosyidah about this.

"Huda's not in the cabin anymore. It just so happened that Huda again came out with his friend," said Nyai Rosyidah.

"It's okay, Nyai. I myself do not make promises to Mas Huda," he said.

The atmosphere became very awkward between me and Nyai Rosyidah. Me and Nyai Rosyidah do not know each other. It felt uncomfortable to sit facing strangers in this kind of silent atmosphere.

"Does Nak Arin have anything to say to Huda? Later let Mother convey to Huda," said Nyai Rosyidah.

"No need to bother, Nyai. It's not important, "I replied.

"If there is something important that you want to convey to Huda, say it with Mom. Later I help talk to Huda," said Nyai Rosyidah.

"Actually the meaning of my arrival here ...."