Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 20# Gus Amar Al Buchori

At that moment, Moses came in.

The man's gaze immediately passed from Hasna to Moses.

"Mas Amar!" Moses shouted and ran to find a figure next to Ning Khumaira.

"Moses!" the man approached while stretching his arms wide. Finally both men were equally tall to embrace.

"When did it come?"

"Your mother just arrived an hour ago," Ning Khumaira explained in response to the shock of her second son.

Gus Amar Al Buchori's. Kyai Faisal Basri was the first son of Ning Khumaira. The 30-year-old has just returned home after three years of education from Cairo.

"Hasna, here baby. Introduce this is Gus Amar, the first son of Ummi," said the middle-aged woman. Where now he is standing in a flank by his two sons.

Hasna clenched her palms in front of her chest. Same with Gus Amar.

Hasna glanced at Gus Amar. After that the hadith lowered his gaze.

"Nearly the same name. The same face is shady. Science is quite high and qualified as well. Hopefully, the nature is different," inner Hasna.

"Let's Hasna. All gather together, you come to dinner here with us huh. All of you want Ummi to talk to you," Ning Khumaira said.

In order to maintain a good relationship between the wealth of Kyai Faisal and his grandfather, Hasna also complied.

Most likely the two friends were confused when Hasna did not return to the dormitory.

"Well, Ning," Hasna replied courteously and gently.

Ning Khumaira went inside and was still embraced by Gus Amar. Meanwhile, Gus Moses appears to be approaching Hasna.

"That's dong. If that talk is soft. It will be good, until it is tender to the heart, "all Gus Moses told Hasna.

"Whatever!" answer Hasna flat. The girl also walked in following in which direction Ning khumaira had been walking. Without looking back and taking any more care of the man who kept calling his name.

Dinner has been going on.

No one makes a sound.

There was only the sound of clinks from the spoons and forks clashing with the plates.

Even the sound of chewing was not heard, even though the menu they ate was crispy shrimp and sauteed squash.

Hasna felt she was the center of attention of the two men who were now in front of her. Hasna realized that only through the tail of her eyes.

"Neither of them. I guess I don't know what? Make it hard for people to eat. I'd hate to see it like that, "inner Hasna.

It turns out that what was done by his two sons could not be separated from the supervision of Kyai Faisal.

Gus Amar seemed to nudge the elbow of the sister who was sitting next to him. Then, it gave a look as if asking who the girl was.

With ignorance, Gus Musa just shrugged his shoulders as an answer did not know.

Soon they all finished dinner. Kyai Faisal gathers all in the living room.

"Hasna here, Cah Ayu," call Ning Khumaira.

Hasna also approached the middle-aged woman, although various questions have since been milling around in her head.

"I'm sorry, for the behavior of Ummi's son. Moses, you should not be punished like that. We really feel guilty and unwell if only your mother and grandfather knew about this" Ning Khumaira said. She rubbed Hasna's shoulder.

The girl immediately understood what she meant by being invited here.

"Not what, Ning. All of these are work accidents. No one can guess what's going to happen, right?" replied Hasna calmly.

"Ummi will be responsible. Take care of your wounds until the scars are gone. Next time, you have to dare to refuse if the task has never been done," Ning Khumaira said again as she lifted Hasna's palm and placed it on her lap.

"Then Hasna said yes, to go back to the dorm." Ning khumaira nodded. Same with Kyai Faisal.

"Ijin drove Hasna yes, Bii!" gus Amar.

"No need! I can do it myself," declined Hasna subtly as she flicked her palms together.

"Mas Amar has just arrived. Mending a break. Let Moses go between Hasna" said Moses. Giving reasonable advice but, unfortunately Amar shook his head.

"Mas, not tired at all. After all, look for the night wind, keep stopping by the prayer isya in musholla," said Gus Amar.

Gus Musa gave a sharp look at his brother.

"They both are crazy. I should be able to go home by myself, "inward Hasna, shuddering.

What's the serem, Na? 😁

They're both handsome.

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