I'm Not an Old Virgin
Season II: Mahligai of Love (Chapter 15.1)
... وَّلَمْ اَكُنْ بِۢدُعَآئِكَ رَبِّ شَقِيًّا...
..."....And I have never been disappointed in praying to You, my Lord."...
...(.(.QS. Maryam 19: Verse 4)...
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At 9 p.m., a black car broke into the courtyard of the boarding school. From the black car came a couple with different facial expressions on each face. If the tall handsome man wore a flat and soothing expression, then the beautiful woman who was now walking beside him had a cold expression mixed with a feeling of panic.
True, she was a Mother and that Mother now could not shake the anxiety from the cold side of her face.
"We're coming too late." Said her husband grabbing the beautiful woman's hand, grasping it gently to calm the anxiety felt by the woman.
"I don't care, Mom. I just want to get justice for my daughter." The woman replied stubbornly.
The man tightened their grip, "We can definitely get justice for our daughter."
The woman nodded her head in panic. Replying tightly to her husband's hand grips as a protection for the anxiety in her heart at this moment.
They then entered a small office in front of the courtyard of the boarding school to report. It just so happened that someone was already waiting for them there, from afar the person seemed to be walking hastily towards the two of them.
"Assalamualaikum Sir, Ma'am. Mr. Kyai asked me to take you to the living room."
The man was a young man, from an id card hanging around his neck they knew that the young man was a male dormitory disciplinary officer. He was still a student and was in his fourth year, his last year at the cottage.
"Waalaikumussalam, please take us to meet them." The husband replied politely.
"Come, sir." The male dormitory disciplinary officer immediately led the way.
Walk with your shoulders slightly low to honor an older person or a guest. This is the most basic adab inside a cottage.
Led by the man, the married couple followed in his footsteps obediently from behind. They walked hand in hand, passing through the corridor of the cottage office which was illuminated by the very bright light of the lamp. None of these passages have dim light.
This silent atmosphere did not last long as they suddenly heard the sounds of debate and crying. From his voice, they knew that this was the property of the female santri but it was a bit strange as well because the boarding school rarely solved the problem at night.
"Sir Kyai seems to be busy." Said the woman guessing as she looked at the living room they were coming to looked bustling and lively.
The man walked sideways, "Right, Mom. A few minutes ago there was a quarrel inside the princess dormitory. This quarrel happened because it was triggered by the bad rumors that this early morning had spread in the cottage."
The woman was surprised, she held tightly to her husband's arm holding back nervously.
"What bad rumors?" Ask the young man.
The man scratched his head uncomfortably,"Sorry, Mom. I can't say it to Mom because it's someone else's personal matter"
"What this rumor has to do with Aishi-"
"Umi, I'm not lying! Aishi Humaira was a man at first. She was transgender, Umi! Just look at his chest, he's no different than a man."
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The woman's body stiffened. His steps suddenly stopped, leaving the man confused.
"We came at the right time, my wife." Whisper her husband on the side.
The woman closed her eyes which began to turn red. From her calm demeanor, her husband knew that this woman must be very angry and hurt right now.
"Mas Ali, I think my decision to send Ai to this place was wrong." He said he held back regrets.
Ali-man who had been holding Safira's hand - a beautiful, graceful woman unaffected by her age who had entered the head of four, tried to calm his wife.
Hearing that callous voice earlier his mood was no less shattered than Sapphira, yet he was a man and a father, he had to maintain his mind to remain clear and level-headed.
"No, wife. I'm sure our decision to send Ai here was the right move. Because this place is the only place that will provide answers to all our questions and concerns." Ali calmed him down gently.
Safira looked at her husband confused.
"What did Ali mean?" He doesn't understand.
Ali smiled, rubbing the top of his wife's head without any intention of telling.
"You'll know later." He answered without any intention of answering his wife's confusion.
9 Years had passed, during this time did he keep his promise?. Batin Ali.
Recalls his conversation with a stubborn teenage boy whom he has tested many times his patience. He wonders if the teenager's patience still exists to this day for his daughter, Aishi Humaira.
"Sir, Mom, do you want to wait-"
"We want to go in." Cut Sapphira fast.
"Sorry to have cut your words but my husband and I are in a hurry. The girl that the rumor was talking about was my daughter, Aishi Humaira." Sapphira's words surprised the man.
The man saw Safira and Ali were nervous, and he took a few steps back, giving them both a way.
"Your daughter must have been waiting inside." The man was polite.