USTADZ
57. A Proud Grandson

Thanks to the information obtained from the campus, Ustadz Amar was able to find the address of Kak Anne's house which turned out to be in Depok. They also immediately shot out of Bogor with lightning fast. When they arrived, they immediately knocked on the door. When the door opened, came out a hunchbacked grandmother who seemed to be around 70 years old.

"Who's son from?" Ask the grandmother with a face of astonishment.

"We are friends of Anne's sister Grandpa" Shahla answered kindly. "Sister Anne is there?"

"Loh, Anne's still in college. He is in Jakarta. Is he not there?"

Syahla and Ustadz Amar take a moment's look. It seems like this grandmother did not know what had happened to her granddaughter. But, unwilling to make the grandmother worry, Syahla finally replied with a smile.

"Ah, we're friends from out of town. We think Sister Anne still lives here with Grandma. If so, Grandma knows not the boarding address?"

The grandmother seemed silent for a moment. "Let's go in first. Let Grandma record the address" he said as he entered the house. Syahla and Ustadz Amar then followed the grandmother and sat down on a rickety sofa in the living room.

While waiting for the grandmother to come out, Syahla looked around the room. There are some pictures of a beautiful little girl, from her face it looks like it is Sister Anne. There is also a photo of Anne with her grandmother when she was young. What makes Syahla curious, why are there no photos of Anne's parents?

"That's Anne's picture as a child," Grandma suddenly appears from inside. "It's pretty, huh? She is the most intelligent granddaughter of my grandmother. Even though her parents had died since she was a child, she had never troubled grandmother. He was always the class champion, even now he is in college because he got a scholarship. Especially now that Grandma can't work anymore, Anne instead routinely sends money to Grandma."

Syahla and Ustadz Amar looked at each other to hear the grandmother's explanation. Obviously Sister Anne did not tell her condition to her own grandmother, because it seems the grandmother still does not know that Sister Anne is pregnant and dropped out of campus.

"Here, the address note." Grandma handed me a piece of paper. "Sorry Grandma can't offer anything. This is the only sweet tea that Grandma has."

"No papa Nek," Shehla smiled, then she picked up the tea glass and sipped the contents slowly. "This is good too,"

Unlike Syahla, Ustadz Amar had even finished the tea in one sip. "Ya-kun Grandma! This is the best tea I've ever had!"

"Yesum! There's-There you are, son," Grandma laughed embarrassedly. Syahla laughed while looking at her husband.

After a long chat, Syahla and Ustadz Amar said goodbye. Before going home, Grandma gave a comb of banana which is still green skin to Syahla.

"Grandmother can only give this. This is a sign of gratitude for being willing to accompany this old grandmother. Grandma also hopes you can keep Grandma's granddaughter there huh,"

Syahla took a deep breath, and hugged her grandmother tightly. "I promise you, Grandma. Calm grandma is here,"

Grandma smiled, then she waved her hand at the car that was boarded Syahla and Ustadz Amar who had driven away from her home.

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During the journey, Syahla and Ustadz Amar could only fall silent to each other. They are preoccupied with the content of their respective minds. About Sister Rama, Sister Anne, and her grandmother Sister Anne.

"What if Grandma finds out her granddaughter is pregnant out of wedlock and in DO from college?" Syahla voiced her unease. "If she gets caught by the police, grandma will know."

"Actually grandmother must know," replied Ustadz Amar with a fixed view of focusing on the streets. "His grandson wasn't as good as he thought he was all along."

"But, what is it? Grandma was so proud of her granddaughter. And it seems, Sister Anne really loves her grandmother because she still sends money every month. Sister Anne must have deliberately not told Grandma the problem because she was afraid she was worried."

Shahla nodded her head. She agreed with the husband, but in the depths of her heart she felt very sympathetic and unbearable.

"Wouldn't Sister Anne be threatened by Brother Rama? At that time, Sister Anne once said that the father of the baby she contained was Kak Rama,"

"Can be. But we still don't know the truth. The answer is in Anne."

Syahla again could only take a long breath.

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Syahla and Ustadz Amar arrived at the gate of a boarding house. Apparently these costs are mixed boarding, where men and women are free to live together. This certainly makes Syahla feel shocked, because when in the cottage first, he was always taught to separate the location between women and men. He did not expect that here men and women who were not mahrams could even sleep under the same roof.

Ustadz Amar went straight to the room recorded on the paper he was carrying. The costs are quite free because there are no guards or landlady living there. So it can be seen the young people who are alone in the room. Shahla could see it from the big windows that were there.

Ustadz Amar knocked on the door. There's no answer. He knocked on the door again and finally heard a woman's voice from inside. "Yes, one minute!"

While waiting for the door to open, Syahla could feel her heart beating rapidly. What should she say when she sees Anne right in front of her eyes? Moreover, their last meeting was also not good. Is Anne going to be angry again?

Door opened. Sister Anne appeared with a negligee that was below the knee. Her hair was curled up carelessly, while her stomach was already visibly enlarged. Upon seeing who had come, Anne quickly closed the door, but Ustadz Amar held her back with all his might.

"Don't dodge. We're not gonna do anything. We'll just ask." said Ustadz Amar.

"Gue didn't know about the video!" Shouted Sister Anne in panic.

"Well, we haven't talked about video yet?" tukas Syahla which immediately made Sister Anne speechless. Moments later, a man appears from the room who turns out to be Hasan.

"Why Ne? Loh, guys? Why else are you here?!" Hasan was already shouting out emotions. But Syahla ignored him and instead showed a banana comb in front of Sister Anne.

"Said Grandma, I was told to look after Sister Anne while she was here."

"grandmother?" Sister Anne was stuck. "Have you met my grandmother? What did you say about me?"

"If Sister Anne is curious, let me go inside. I want to talk to Anne."

"No, no, what the fuck?" Hasan protested. "Go from here!"

"San," Sister Anne arrested Hasan. "Let him in. There's something I need to talk to Syahla,"

"But, An?"

"Please," Sister Anne looked at Hasan with full supplication. "Gue should know what they've been talking about with Grandma."