Women's Love Awareness
Chapter 5

Alinda was crying in the room. The words of the Mamang really made his heart feel sick and not accept. However, he also realized that he was like Mang Agus said.

"Like a wet washcloth," hissed Alinda while wiping her tears that flooded her beautiful face.

Back he pondered. Think about what he should do after this. He no longer wanted to be put on like a wet rag by his Uncle.

"What should I do so as not to get wet again with Mamang? Should I publish myself? Should I often join the neighbors who lambe turah? O Allah," hissed Alinda who seemed confused as to what she should do.

Living in the city and in the city is very different. Surely the mouths of cities and villages were very influential for the calm of Alinda. And now, ever since she lived in the village, the beautiful girl felt that the people around her place were too intimidating. As if everything a person does should be known. If you live in a city, of course, the people there will be mediocre and each. Not always following the affairs of others.

Long he pensive, even in the room, seemed to be heard the sound of sound echoing sound that might come from the pendopo. Yes, the sholawat chant was heard by Alinda's ears. I can imagine how crowded it is in that place. Where girls and adults try hard to beautify themselves to be seen by the single men who are also present there. Alinda herself has experienced that.

Yes, in the past when he lived in the city, Alinda often took part in routine meetings every Wednesday night at the assembly of Nurul Musthofa. Of course, he himself always wants to look neat and beautiful because there will be many men who are present there. They are all like looking for opportunities to acquaintance and spread charm. Sometimes, there are also those who get into a relationship because of the love of the location to get to the level of marriage. Not with Alinda. The beautiful girl had never been in a relationship with anyone at all. Not that no one likes him, but he who has not wanted to open his heart to the man he thought would only be wasting his precious time.

"I want to go outside. But, where to? For a long time it feels cramped if it continues to mengumpuk like a wet cloth. Haha, wet lap. Less asem!" the beautiful girl who now seemed to be circulating her gaze in all directions.

"The door of the house is locked from the outside said the aunt. So, I can't go out right now. But I want to go outside! And I don't know where I'm going either? Oh Allah. To the pendopo? Ah, it feels too ambiguous that I really go there" Alinda said, rising from her seat and thinking about what she would do outside.

Meanwhile, in the pendopo, the sequence of events has begun since. Because this is the opening of the study as well as pendopo prayer, Abah Haji Muhajir asked the scholars who attended to lead each sequence of events. Starting from the reading of hadorot and genealogy, then Yasin and tahtim, dhikir, sholawat and lastly, namely prayer.

While Ustadz handsome Destaqi tonight who fills tausiah. Actually it's a very stressful thing for the handsome Ustadz. Tonight, he must stand before the crowd. Especially because he stood before the community where he was born and raised.

"This is Destaqi who used to often join Pak Haji to our office, huh, Umi?" ask Pak Haji Anwar's wife to Nyai Hajah Suranih.

Nyai Hajah smiled and nodded, "Yes or Bu Hajah. I have a child whose name is Destaqi, but only one, yes this is the curl. The second is Arafat, and the youngest is Zahrani" he answered clearly.

Bu Haji Anwar chuckled, "Iya-iya. I have not seen tea with Destaqi for a long time, so now it's a bit different. More handsome and charismatic. Maa Shayah Allah!" his praises are full of twinkle.

Nyai Hajah smiled, "Alhamdulillah. Her brother's good looks declined on our sons. And may not only his face be handsome, but his heart as well. Aamiin," he said gratefully to God.

"Well, if that's what we're besanan atuh, Ms. Hajah. Bu Hajah's daughter deserves to be married, isn't she?" Nyai Hajah took it seriously.

"Oooh, be ready if so. But, my daughter's tea is still in college, Umi. How can I get married while in college?" reply Bu Hajah Anwar who is also serious.

"Well, if that's what I don't know. Because I was not in college. Hehe," kekeh Nyai Hajah.

"Oh yes, sorry. Umi didn't go to college, but straight up. .. ah! Right no? Hihihi," ledek Bu Hajah Anwar.

Nyai Hajah chuckled at the pressure of her husband's wife. "You can be mah, Bu Hajah" he said, patting Bu Hajah Anwar's hand.

"Yes, we'll have obrolin tea again about this. Hopefully the Khanidah can get married while still in college" said Bu Hajah Anwar.

Nyai Hajah nodded with a smile. They both took the time to talk when Ustadz Destaqi had been standing since then and explained all kinds of hadith and kalam Allah in his tausiahia.

Meanwhile, Alinda jumped from the window. Remember that the front and back doors are locked outside. So, he was forced to flee through the window of his room. Luckily, next to his room was empty land owned by Mr. RT. So, he could be free without anyone seeing him.

"Huh, where should I go? There's no way I'm running away from here. But, I was lazy at Aunt's house. Lazy look at the face of Mamang who said to me like a wet cloth," Alinda said as she began to walk away from the simple house.

Alinda came out wearing a jacket and hijab and also a niqab. He did it so that no one would recognize his face. Faintly he heard the sound he suspected from the pendopo. Yes, obviously that night the recitation was only in the pendopo, so he could guess if the voice of the man who was tausiah was in the pendopo.

Alinda continued to step her feet through the houses of residents who were deserted residents. Maybe they're all in attendance at the pendopo. Meanwhile, he was very lazy and had not yet to attend studies at the pendopo.

"In the meantime, what's a saung gubug? Presumably not taken care of," said Alinda when her black netra caught a wooden hut that looked shabby and unkempt.

Without a second thought Alinda also stepped her feet closer to the club. Yes, the gubug is near the houses of the citizens. But, far from his aunt's house.

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