The Love Story of the Dampit Family
K3D 12
"Sir, is this the address?" ask Gusti when he arrived at a village.
"Yes brother. But, in KTP 'there will be no house number." replied Anjani who focused while holding the ID card of the owner of the wallet he found.
"We ask the people yes." suggested Gusti.
"Jani ngikut aja." replied Anjani.
When they arrived in front of a food stall, they tried to ask the fathers who were snacking there.
"Excuse me sir." said Gusti politely.
"Yes mas?" answer gentlemen.
"You need to ask sir. You know this guy, don't you?" ask Gusti while giving a KTP to the fathers in front of him.
"Ehm, I don't know" replied one of the fathers.
"Eh, but try asking the owner of the shop aja mas. Once he knew." proposed one of the fathers with a thick mustache.
"Shortly, I call." he continued.
"Yu.yu Mirah..here." call the father in thick mustache.
"Yes, what's wrong with eR Te?" a woman answered from within with a stern word.
"Here, there is mas-mas the same mbak-mbak want nanya" replied the father with a thick mustache.
"Oh yes. What's up?" ask the mothers who are called yu Mirah.
"Look ma'am, here I want to find the house this mas, which has this ID card. The address is here, right? Where exactly is mom?" tanya Gusti who accompanied his sister.
In a split second, the mother observed the ID card that Gusti brought, which was,
"Arjuna Ramayana?" murmured bu Mirah while remembering.
"Wo.yeah. I inget mas. This is mas Juna. his grandson Mbah Yai. who usually used to like to join the Yai Friday'atan altar to the Kampung mosque, the same one who usually nganterin sembako it you sir." Bu Mirah said to explain to the paddies.
"Oware, his son ustadz Ilyas to bu?" ask the thick mustachioed father who called bu Mirah as RT sir.
"Yes sir."
"This is mas, mas from here straight away, later there will be a turn, just turn, there continues to be the first crossroad, mas turn left, already. I was in the pesantren. That's my house. But, directly met the same pesantrennya mas manager, because if it goes to santri, usually santri ga ngenal. This mas Juna, has not been home for a long time, reportedly mesantren is also in the quarter of the city" explained Mrs Mirah at length.
"Oh, yes ma'am. Thank you for the description" Gusti said.
"Yes, you're welcome." replied Mrs Mirah.
Gusti and Anjani also followed what was conveyed by Ms. Mirah. Until they arrived in front of the green-painted building, they stopped right in front of the iron gate, which was painted green anyway. The two of them looked at each other, confused to go straight in or not. But there's no one there. But not long after, appeared two santri wearing long pants and short-sleeved shirts, seeming to walk towards them.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Sorry, who are you looking for?" greet one of the friendly students.
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Here, I want to meet the board of pesantren mas." replied Gusti, following the instructions of bu Mirah.
"Oh, yeah. For a moment." replied one of the santri while with a head down.
The two santri seemed to be walking somewhat accelerated towards a room that was at the end, far from the gate, but clearly visible from the gate.
"Sister, if you are told to come in, you are the one who entered" said Anjani.
"Lhoh, why the deck?" ask Gusti wonder.
"That" said Anjani pointing to a large enough inscription to the left of the gate, reading 'Mandatory area'. Gusti also understood his brother's intentions, because his sister did not wear a hijab. And he just realized, that the two students had asked them to wait outside because of this.
"Owh, okay. Later you will wait in the car jaa gapapa deck" said Gusti.
Not long after, came an adult woman in a dress, and a headscarf that was wide enough, greeting the friendly two brothers.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Sorry, can we help you?" ask the veiled woman.
"Oh, yeah. This is why, we want to return the wallet of someone who said he lived here" Gusti said while giving a ID to a beautiful woman in front of him.
Carefully, the woman looked at Gusti's offered ID before her.
"Oh yeah. This is my sister. Previously, this, please use first huh mbak." said the woman thrust a cloth on Anjani.
"What is this mbak?" ask Anjani.
"That's a hijab mbak. Please wear it first, come on, please come in first." said the woman was friendly.
Anjani was happy to wear the hijab given by the woman. Since that meant, she could go with her brother in.
"Let's." said the woman was friendly by inviting her two guests into the boarding area.
"Assalamu'alaikum." said Maryam with a robe and a headscarf covering her chest slowly with the woman's lead.
"Wa'alaikumussalam" Gusti and Anjani answered simultaneously.
"Who are these two, and what is the need?" ask Miss Maryam.
"Include me, my name is Gusti, and this is my sister Anjani."
"We are here to intend well ma'am, we intend to deliver a wallet that is located here" Gusti said while offering a ID card and his wallet to Ms. Maryam.
"Owh yeah. Nak Gusti and nak Anjani. Thank you very much for your good intentions, may Allah repay your kindness. It's true, this is the identity of my granddaughter. Arjuna Ramayana's. But he was studying in a boarding school outside the city, and until now has not come home son" said Ms Maryam.
"I'm the One, you can call me Eyang. However, reportedly from my grandson Hima, Arjuna had just arrived in this city, but indeed he did not go home immediately, but went straight to the hospital, because his mother had just had an accident." continued Miss Maryam.
"Owh, yes." muttered Gusti mangosteen.
"Mother, Hima. Please call Juna, tell him, if his wallet has been delivered to the house by a good person." said Maryam to the woman who had invited them to the boarding school.
At a glance, Gusti looked at the woman's face, shady, beautiful inwardly. Unknowingly Gusti had judged the woman at her first sight. Hima, Oh, her name is Hima.
Anjani who understands the gurgle on her brother, only able to keep in silence. She knew that her brother was falling in love at first sight.
"Well Eyang." replied Hima softly as she placed two glasses of warm tea and setoples snack.
"Please" said Hima let both guests enjoy the banquet.
"Thank you." answered Gusti and Anjani.
"Sorry, that wallet only I open once, to find the identity of the owner, I did not take any of the contents, but, can be checked again, if something is missing. I will be able to call me later. Here's my business card" Gusti said, giving me a small piece of paper, bearing his name and contact person.
"Owh, good boy. Thanks again. InshaaAllah nothing is missing" said Maryam, receiving Gusti's business card. Then Maryam read the business card, with the glasses she wore.
"drs. Gusti Agus Baskara, Sp.Og." Maryam's mummy.
"Yes" answered Gusti.
"Son't this mas, doctor?" ask Maryam.
"Yeah." answered Gusti again.
"Ehm, MaashaaAllah. Baarokallah yes son. May the child become a trustworthy doctor, who is successful, and given smoothness in every task" said Miss Maryam.
"Aamiinu. Thank you, Eyang."
"Where's the job, son?" ask Maryam.
"InshaaAllah in the RSUD is Eyang, but it will only begin. Because of this I have just moved on duty, after yesterday's practice abroad" Gusti said.
"Ow, so this boy just came home from abroad?" ask Maryam.
"Yes Eyang."
"Now are you married?" asked Maryam maam who made Hima who was standing next to her feel a rush of blood on her head.
"not yet Eyang. Please just add the prayer." jawba Gusti shyly.
"Yes, I hope you get a sholihah couple soon, son. Being a doctor, let alone a gynecologist, it's good to get married soon. Why did you choose to be an obstetrician?" maryam's mother asked to extend their conversation.
"Ehm, because I just want to help the lives of the mothers and the babies. She miscarried three times, and it almost made my mother almost frustrated. So I was determined, wanted to be a content dojter." explained Gusti.
Miss Maryam looks mangosteen.
"Ehm, sorry Eyang, then we have permission to resign first, because there are some that I have to do immediately" Gusti said goodbye.
"Oh, yeah son. Once again, thank you for bothering to deliver my granddaughter's domoet." said Miss Maryam.
"Sama-sama Eyang." replied Gusti, while Anjani just smiled.
"Hima, please take them with you." said Miss Maryam while giving a paper bag to Hima. Hima understood what he meant. Because it has become a tradition for Eyang, if the arrival of good guests.
"Okay Eyang." replied Hima.
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The first view is permissible, which is not good is the next view, because the next view, accompanied by the lust and whisper of Satan.
Does Gusti like Hima? So who is Hima?
keep looking at it...😍😘