Gold And Diamond
Part 100 "Home sign"
"That's why you're sitting here!"
Vey sat back down and grumbled, "But, I don't want to, yes, discuss Mas Abi's insecure. M-A-L-E-S."
"Yes yes."
Vey seemed to be enjoying Abimana's view.
"Where's how? Want to be here, here, or here? Or everything?" he said by giving lips. He's behaving so flirtatiously.
"Oh Allah, O Kariiim." Abimana. Smile widely. Vey embarrassed him.
"Mas, is that his face? Don't want to, huh? I count to three nii. One ... two .. ti .. ti .. ti ... The maaaas?" His eyes were blaring at the end of the sentence.
"Three."
"Yes already." Vey rising. Return the dirty dishes.
Old Vey didn't go back to the room.
"Yeah?" call Abimana from the room.
Feeling that he was not getting an answer, he got up looking. He also met Budhe Atun.
"Where is Nana, Budhe?"
"May the bath."
"Nights like a shower?"
"Yes reasonable to, Abi. Indeed you do not like that tonight Nana looks beautiful, fragrant, hmm?" Budhe Atun followed the tease.
"But it took a long shower, Dhe."
"Task that he's still doing. Yes, Budhe wants to go home for a while to put on vegetables."
Abimana to the kitchen. Stand at the door.
"Na, it's still a long time?"
"Still."
"Why are you still?"
"Out," cried Vey.
Abimana took a breath.
"Patience, Mas. I'm not long."
Abimanah returned.
"Mas Abi?" call spoiled Vey. He approached while wagging his pajamas that smelled of laundry perfume.
"No boy?"
"No."
"really? It's delicious."
"Too stinging."
"Seriously?"
Abimana.
"I'll change, deh."
Abimana pulls Vey pajamas.
"You don't have to do anything. Just getting me here is enough. You calm down, I'm not a typical guy who likes this girl. I just don't like it if you are mostly***** this kind of whim. Be the Nana you used to be."
Vey is sitting down. Look deeper. "False, Mas. I've been missing Papa for a long time. May your presence in this house remind me of the Hereafter. You can replace my Papa's love that I haven't had in a long time. Ever since I was abandoned by Papa and Mama, who were in my mind, how could I be independent. How can I still live well in this world without having to involve others even though I am a woman. At first I thought that after accompanying Kala to pass MAN, my job was done, it was not, anyway. I am getting more and more motivated to increase my popularity. Mom, remind me that I'm overstepping the line. I know I'm used to doing it alone. I often feel capable. I'm independent, but I don't want to forget that I already have you. Remind me, will you?"
Abimana touches Vey's hair. "If this hair, these eyes, this nose, these cheeks, these lips, this chin is mine, then I will take good care of it someone who has all of it. Namely you. We pray together. I hope I can take care of your muruah as a wife and vice versa. And one thing, I also thank you for accepting my shortcomings."
"He.em both."
The conversation ended. Starting from Vey who suddenly felt unusual denyar-denar. Which makes him have to flounder in a concussion.
***
"Mas, have I never participated in this religious event? Fear of not being able to talk."
"Obviously. Silence is safer."
"They are, right, all religious people. Sereligus-religiusnya me, I'm not as soft as them. I prefer the installment mode. I'll just wait outside, deh."
"Don't. Not polite. We're already in."
"Amah Abi often attend events like this?"
"Often, but if for the event here is still once. If it wasn't Gus Omar, I wouldn't be here. Here we are the VIP invitation. Sit in the front seat, no. This is the first pesantren event. He said, anyway." Abimee pointed.
"Eh, no. Don't want to, Mum. Sorry Mas Abi mengingan I sit behind rather than having rich stone in front. I swear." Vey was nervous.
"Na, relax."
"Where is this too? I'm gonna go find him, Mas."
Vey reached into his bag.
📞"La? The assalamualaikum? Where are you? Meet you, yok!"
📞"I've sat in front, Onni. When you arrive, just sit in front. Left row for girls. Where's the onni?" When I look back.
📞"Onni, look ahead. I wave my hand."
Phone is turned off.
Vey was forced to enjoy the big event of the National MTQ closure at the Pesantren Manbaus Salam Blitar in the second row seat, next to Kala.
"Who is the qorik?"
"I don't know either, anyway. But, if you did not hear wrong, his name was Ning Indadzil 'Arsyi Makin. Qari' International. His achievements were read, once the best in MTQ International Qatar and Russia."
"That's great. Cool."
"That's god. Maybe we can take a photo with him, Onni. Might the tingling be hard as well."
"Yes yes."
"His Bu's horrors here are young lo."
"What's his name?"
"Ranaa Hafizah's. Thank God I had sungkem."
"Young? Your age, La?"
"Onni dikit insyaallah. From the face about that. Thank God I could really attend a barakah event like this. Actually this is more to the event kuyaha akbar kuyaha, nawaning, and gayagis seJatim."
"No idea, La. What are you talking about?"
"Kuyaha means to kiai, nawaning is the ning, and the gawagis is the gus."
"Owww. Yes, the writing is the closure of MTQ and the friendship is great, right?"
"Cock suddenly my stomach mules, huh?" inner Vey. He whimpered a little.
"Why, Onni? Kebelt?"
"Sudden mules. Also bloated."
"Tipes crunch again?"
"I don't know."
"Dadoo. Polite no, yes, if for example Onni covers out?"
"don't know. You're more experienced, La." Vey couldn't stand it.
"Duh, it feels even rich to vomit," inner Vey again.
"Yes already. I'll take you to the bathroom, yuk!"
The two of them were forced to duck out of the VIP seats.
"Ajenge comes to the coffers, Ning?" ask one of the princess who is on standby.
(Where are you going, Ning?)
"To the toilet."
"Medal mriki." Santri was directing.
(Through here)
"Well, why is Mas Abi standing there?" vey muttered.
"Where?"
"That." Vey pointed with his chin.
"Try tanyain!"
"What is Abi doing here?" Vey reflex immediately asked.
When the man looked, he also gasped.
"The wrong people." The man immediately moved.
"Eh, from the back is similar, yes, La. And it just so happens that the shirt and the sheath are the same."
Kala nodded.
Then, a step came closer and called out, "Gus Ibban, who is called Ning Tsaniya."
"It turns out gus too, Onni. Gus Ibban's. I don't know, anyway."
Vey to the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he spewed out the food that had already entered before the trip.
"I'm usually drunk. Duh, it must be this drunk. There is aja. It didn't feel anything."
Door opened.
