About Time.
chapter19:tell....
jihan is cooking with mbok asih in the kitchen.he is deliberately cooking various dishes for his friends because jihan already
they are all brothers, but their togetherness is only up to a year, when they decide to return to Indonesia, if they choose to go out of town to start their business,radit chose to get married and work in his papa company as a number of syerli became doctors who often moved their duties out of town and abroad, even though they had never met face to face,but still often related through social media.
jihan and mbok asih had prepared his cooking right at the time of the adzan duhur reverberating.he immediately headed for the private mosque that was behind his house.
zafran deliberately built a mosque in the back of his house, rather than in the house.the mosaic is not too big, but not too big,it is located next to a small house that is inhabited by the family mbok asih.all residents of the house always perform prayers of worship there.in addition to the mushola there is a fish pond and flower garden, the air is also very fresh makes people who are praying in it feel a deep calm.
all the members of the house have finished praying duhur led by zafran, karna today he is not working .
jihan immediately came out of the mushola and went straight to the guest room.Hid a few minutes the bell was heard and he immediately opened the door, and he immediately opened the door,the guests he was waiting for finally came.jihan welcomed him and invited them to sit.pok pasih directly brought tea to the guest jihan.zafran out of the room because there was noise from outside, and,he immediately joined them when they had introduced themselves.they also chatted with laughter, released longing because almost two years they did not meet face to face.
"let's eat..gue already cooked a special meal for you" exclaimed jihan zeal.
"please eat here" cried radit while
stroking stomach.
"just like who you are!I've been cooking from morning cooking don't want to eat anyway.."
jihan said with a sullen face.
"ih...your face can't be over again!"sahut radit while throwing beans at the jihan.
"can't!dong c'mon."pap jihan go straight to the dining table .
at the dining table.....
"lo beautiful children are very female.the male although still small aura of his beauty is also easy!"say the finished jihan feed to radit.
"ih.narshish!but your daughter who I saw pendiem really yes.why only if deket same stranger?"jihan asked while looking at the little girl who was watching tv in the family room with her mother and sister.
"my daughter is quiet"
answer radit casually, take a sip of water
"is it true that at home you often marain?"ask jihan curious.
"he is less sintered when in school, so it's not wrong dong I'm angry with him to be more active in learning"sahut radit.
"do not be too often scolded.each child has his own advantages he is less able in terms of lessons but maybe he mastered in other fields biarkaan he tried, he tried,and you tell him he's wrong in all the things your son wants to do" said a gentle jihan.
"he's in fourth grade, but he's still like a kid..yes?"ask radit to jihan.
"the more days he grew older, so do not assume he is a child.lo must be patient to open your child, lo,fear he experienced a mental disorder because often you are angry.do not be damaged mentally and his thoughts by always snapping snapped he "sahut jihan while looking at radit who now looks at the photo of his eldest daughter in walpeper hp.raut his face shows regret now.
"bener lo..thanks yes already ingetin me.gue realize I was wrong in educating children.eh..
I see you have kids!"chirps radit to jehan.
"don't you!"maikai jihan ...
"new hold hands just ajar, it has been removed.where can I have a child try.
if only I were the same zafran love each other....
if, and if .jihan lo should be able to give thanks to the provisions of Allah.and not much to complain."in jehan encourages himself.
