Gold And Diamond
Part 68 "Sleepy Chat"

Don't forget to pray. Bismillahs..🤗🤗

The clockwork clink rang. The impromptu anniversary celebration was only completed after eleven o'clock in the evening. Not to mention talks with neighbors and relatives who deliberately gathered to enliven. They broke up fifteen minutes ago.

Niar is still sitting in front of the television while pretending to play mobile phone. In fact, he was watching Abimana who seemed to be upset with him. He watched Abimana who stepped into the room. Tonight, Niar plans to check Abimana's phone again. No matter what he gets scolded. However, he had to wait until Abimana was completely asleep.

When he listened to Abimana quarrel with Vey on the phone, Niar was so proud. He is thrilled when Abimana and Vey grow closer. Since the marriage of her first sister, a girl, she was quite lonely. Although close to Abimana, he thought it was less cool. With the nature of Abimana who tends to be indifferent and sometimes as jaily as himself, making Niar more excited waiting for the wedding of Abimana. He was the first person to hear Abimana like Vey.

"Not sleeping yet?"

"Yet, Dad. Just a little more."

"There's pe-er?"

"No, Buk. My mom and dad are sleeping."

"Yes already. Do not sleep at night. It's already night."

"Yes, Buk."

Niar looked back at the clock. Fifteen minutes passed. Maybe Abhimana was asleep, he thought. He put down his cell phone, then rose to the door of Abimana's room that was closed tightly. He hopes to get in without having to look for a spare key. And he could easily enter Abimana's room. He's approaching - it looks like he's asleep. He just giggled. He pointed his camera at the bed.

Cret!

Niar managed to take a picture of Abimana while sleeping on his back, wearing only a sweatshirt and long training pants, and the right hand was placed on the head. She laughs. Since he was not fully satisfied, he filmed Abimana who was snoring slowly.

"I have to send it to Nana. Let them fight again." Sniggering.

Niar took the Abimana phone that was placed on the table, being charged. At first he was worried after the incident Abimana would lock the phone, but it was not.

"Mas, Mas, you should be the key so I don't jaili anymore." Casually, he seeks out Vey's contact named Kun Nana.

Just briefly. Niar put the Abimana phone back on as before.

"What about Nana's reaction, huh?" batin Niar while moving steps out of the room.

While lying in bed, Niar sends a message to Vey.

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"Mas Abi nyebelin. Fortunately, Kala did not marry her. Poor Kala. Fix Kala and Mas Abi don't match. Cook me said he jutek? Am I a jutek? I guess not. It's not that he's the one who just talked flat in the face. Strange," inner Vey.

Instead of falling asleep, Vey still rang the words of the girl in the video.

"Whose girl was that? His sister, brother, or who? Who sent this to? Not bales either."

Appearing continuous messages. School groups, buying and selling groups, and one message from an unknown number.

"PING."

^^^"Hmm?"^^^

"Mbak Na?"

^^^"Yes?"^^^

"Me, Ma'am."

^^^"I?"^^^

"Niara Tamim."

^^^"Name of the artist?"^^^

"🤣🤣 ngakak so hard."

^^^"Who, anyway? Don't know."^^^

"Yes, I'm an artist, ma'am.😁😆 Believe, don't you? Believe this. 😂"

^^^"🤔🤔??"^^^

"I'm Niar."

^^^"Who? That's obvious. Or, are you my customer?"^^^

"Mas Abi's sister, Ma'am."

^^^"Oooh, sorry, yes. Unknown. Yes, Niar, what's wrong? Try talking about that."^^^

"Wkwkwkwk. Let's have a long chat."

^^^"Not slept yet?"^^^

"Former Anniv Dad and my mom."

^^^"Ou, the pantes were Masmu said there was an event."^^^

"Mom, can I call?"

^^^"Boleh."^^^

Vey's waiting. Incoming messages from Niar, videos and photos.

"Look first, Ma'am!"

Vey. His laughter was flying for a moment.

📞 The rest of Vey's laughter was finally heard across the phone.

📞"Hahaha. Funny, right, Mommy?" Niar was just as laughing.

📞"I'm kok ilfeel."

📞"Mas Abi ngeselin, Ma'am Na. But, before becoming Mas Abi's wife, Ma'am Na must understand looh. If you want to know the ugly Mas Abi, wis ask me to sort everything out. I explained as clearly as possible."

Vey smiled cynically. He'll take advantage of Niar's offer.

📞"How's it going? The ugliest one?"

📞"She's if you have a long defecation. It could be twenty minutes."

📞"Refinitely?"

📞"Yes. There's more, Ma'am. In the past Mas Abi pas Junior High School in the cottage, once said the same manager if it turns out to be still mompolan. At the age of five, Mas Abi was still holding Ibuk lo."

📞"That's very? Wkwkwkwkw. But, the gedenya can be weird, huh?"

📞"I don't understand either, Ma'am. His face can stand laughter. The same face makes no difference. Bosen didn't see it? Bosen really. Hence, I want Mas Abi to get married. I think Ma'am Na is cool. I like Na's mom."

📞"Cooking?" Vey laughs again.

📞"Yes I'm the bowsprit as is, Ma'am. Yes I'm just a pesen if Ma'am Na likes Mas Abi, do not care for his romantic. I'm not guaranteeing it."

📞"You can make poetry."

📞"Eh, caught have been sent poetry. Ciee ciee. Waduh, what kind of poem is that? Look dong! Curious as romantic Mas Abi. Let me leadekin him."

📞"The problem is I don't understand either. People speak arabic."

📞"Mbak, sure it's a poem?" Nada Niar suddenly serious.

📞"Yes I think so. I asked for a translation, but he didn't."

📞"What if Mas Abi is ngibulin Mbak Nana."

📞"Mmm. Cook yes? Lack of work dong? But that's Nizar Qabbani's poem. Not his own writing."

📞"Alah. Kirain's own poetry. I told you he's not romantic, Ma'am, Ma'am. Where there is a romantic guy who wants his wife jutek, judes."

📞"Oh, yes your number is two right?"

📞"One i. One really. Kan, this is the first time I've chatted Ms. Nana. This is just me entering diem-diem to Mas Abi's room."

"Who sent the first video?" inner Vey.

📞"Lo gini, Niar. The problem was before there was an unknown number to send the video."

📞"That's which?"

📞"You fought? You dropped your cell phone into the water."

📞"Heeee? How can?"

📞"Kok can be weird?"

📞"Oh, this was Mas Abi himself the most."

📞"No way, Niar."

📞"Tracked through the app can be like."

📞"You can?"

📞"Can. But, tomorrow, Ma'am Na."

📞"Not sleepy?"

📞"Not yet. First the phone Mbak Nana exclaims. Later on sleep. Says Mama Nana is busy? I'm bothering dong?"

📞"No. I held the phone because it was done. If I can bales chat full, long, then I'm loose."

📞"Mbak, sometime play to dong's house."

📞"What are you doing here? Come here with Kala."

📞"Loh, so Nana's Mbak Kala?"

📞"Yes. Just understand?"

📞"Yes. Kala katingku."

📞"I also just understand that you're in tenth grade, Niar."

📞"I know Kak Kala because he often guides morning teaching. So, one school has memorized the same who the kating is usually every morning driving. Kala, I know, I'm so memorized. Typical voice. His salary is different too. I swear I just got it, Ma'am."

📞"Yes because you're not close to Kala. Hence, do not know whose family. Different levels too."

The conversation went on for a long time. They both giggled repeatedly. There are always questions asked, especially from Niar.

Kala accidentally heard that. He sighed. Trying to ignore.