Friends Towards Heaven
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Let the old wounds sink with dusk.

And also the good memories that make us forget that we are no longer together*

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Aisha pov

"Dear wake up."

Umi patted my cheeks slowly.

I squirm.

I haven't opened my eyes because I'm so sleepy.

"Nil..."

I squirm again.

"Let's go down."

I heard my stuff has been lifted by the security guard inside.

Slowly opening my eyes, Umi's face was the first face I found

"Ah umii, really cool to get there."

I got off the car helped by Umi.

"Why hm? Don't want to go home?"

Umi pulled my nose.

"If caca was a child, caca would have carried abi and caca would have slept until tomorrow morning."

I had experienced something like that when I came home from a long trip.

If I fall asleep in the car, Abi will lift me up and move me to the room on the top floor.

But that was before I was as heavy as I am now.

"It's not small anymore, so it's down by itself."

Umi laughs.

"Eh umi, where's the cup of caca umi tarok? Not broken, is it?"

I remember some of the trophies I got during High School I separated the place earlier.

"Udah kok, umi has entered kelemari. Caca look near the stairs there is a cupboard that bought special abi for the cup of cup caca."

I did get the cup. But not in academics, uh there were but only two and that was my time in high school. If in High School I get a cooking competition trophy and poetry writing competition as well as writing other literary works.

So I'm not great in the field of akadrmik ya soib.

I followed the direction of Umi's index finger to see the closet that made abi.

It turned out that the glass cabinet was a simple size and fit for some of my trophies.

The top part I saw was a picture.

But I didn't see it too clearly because it was too high.

I'm trying to pick it up and yep!

Be able.

I saw that photo.

I didn't expect to get this photo.

I saw two little boys

Was hugging.

I think their age might be between 5 years or 6 years.

Buti, who is this?

"Umi, who is this?"

I showed the photo to Umi who was sitting in the guest room.

Meanwhile, Abi had gone to the office because there was a sudden meeting.

"Oo that. Umi's childhood doesn't know?"

I'm shaking.

"That's a little adek with his brother."

I squinted my eyes.

"Mi's glass?"

I asked.

"Yes dear, that time was crying again if umi nghak wrong. Caca was a little crybaby. A little cry, a little cry."

Umi laughed

"But Caca here laughs at me."

I saw the old me smile instead of showing off my teeth.

"This is it, the laughing cup has been hugged the same bang fathan, umi forgot why caca cry so often cry cry. Caca right if the cry is immediately comforted by his brother. That Abis you immediately laughed. You're a bad guy."

Umi pulled my nose back. I'm stunned.

"Eh, is that all right?"

As I remember it never was.

"Yes really. Umi boong time same girl umi herself."

Umi put the pudding she just picked up in the refrigerator.

I still don't understand.

"Rubber."

Umi answered without looking at me.

"Caca, sort out the stuff, son. No need to split into the yellow box, son. We'll take her to the orphanage."

Umi.

"Yes mi, caca upp ya."

I half ran to the room with a picture of myself with bang fathan earlier.

I no longer feel the vibrations as I already do. I put it in a book where I wrote some resonances.

I started to open the suitcase.

I arranged the clothes I brought from the dormitory into a closet that had not filled in for a long time. I also did not forget to carry out the umi order to separate clothes that I no longer wear into the yellow box that abi will bring to the orphanage near his company.

I also arranged a small item that had made Abi annoyed at the dorm earlier.

After finishing with my clothes and small items, I brought my suitcase to a storage area of goods that are rarely used, after which I did shilat ashar.

This afternoon I turned to the balcony of the room I had longed for.

In the past, before going to the dormitory I often linger here for a long time.

Moreover, the balcony of my room in the afternoon displays a charming sunset view.

But it's only 5 o'clock, surely there's no sunset. I sat on the chair with my body leaned.

Ah, it's so good to relax here.

After 10 minutes of sitting down, I saw a car entering the yard. I'm not flinching. I'd rather sit here . Abi will be here. Ehe.

"Corsec."

Sure enough, only about 10 minutes, Abi has opened the door to my room.

"Dear."

Uh, what's abi kek's voice umi?

I'm turning.

"Eh umi, I thought the one that didn't come in was abi."

Umi smiled gently. Umi sat next to me. Looked at me with affection

"Someone wants to talk about it."

"What umi?"

"Darling, how old is he now?"

How come umi arrived so this is it?

"Hmm, 18 mi."

I looked at umi.

"If .. this is if yes son.

If someone comes for a betel nut, the answer is how?"

Suddenly I jumped because I was so shocked when Umi said so.

"Hmm, Caca hasn't thought about it yet. After all, anyone wants to drink caca umii." I hugged umi. I have not thought far towards the proposal or proposal let alone marriage.

"Hehe. umi thought there was preparation. Gini baby, there's a coming tonight."

Why is my heart not broken?

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

I'm trying to calm down

"We'll see, baby, Imi doesn't know who it is. Abi just came home from the office and kept telling umi that."

I deg deg an

"Youth."

I whine.

"Later Caca said what caca felt. If you don't want to, then Caca is just being honest. No one can practice it baby."

Umi stroked my hair that was covered in hijab.

"Dear."

I heard abi's voice

"Yes abi."

I'm looking.

"Later someone comes yes, Caca must be ready yes. "

I looked at Umi, umi nodded.

Anyhow, whoever he is just coming. Whether or not it has not been decided.

"Yes bi, mi. Caca will be ready."

As much as possible I calmed down even though my feet were like gum.

"Yes, abi sama umi is also ready yes."

Umi and abi came out of my room.

Astaghfirullah, I have no history of heart disease.

But why is the beat so strong?

God, who is coming?