Nun: Just Missing
Enemy In Blanket

The silent night. Arina sat in the front porch of Ruslan's house. Looking at the stars in the sky. What is your imagination at the moment?

Arina looked at her dress, then looked for her soulmate's name.

"Hello mas" was silent for a moment, holding a puddle in his eyelids that was almost spilled.

"Something stabbed me in the back." Arina's cry broke out while talking to the person across there.

"Who? What was? Why?" The person across asked the relay.

"I don't know who, don't know what that means." Replied Arina still with a hiccup.

"Yes, you calm down. Wait for me yeah, I'll pick you up now."

"Yes, I'll wait."

The goddess approached Arina while bringing a glass of hot sweet tea. Arina hurriedly wiped away the tears that still wanted to come out. He took a breath and exhaled slowly.

"You cry Rin?"

"Eh. hhmm.engh..did not.'" Arina tried to cover up her heart.

"Yaelaah, don't lie. It's Rin's drink first."

" Yes, thanks mba." Replied Rina while sucking out the remaining snot.

Arina sipped sweet tea made by the Goddess.

"Hhhhh... Thank goodness, it's so bad. It's up to the brain."

Silence for a moment, then Arina again exhaled a heavy breath.

"Makanya, I asked you Rin. Because I can't believe you're so old." The word mba Dewi breaks the silence.

"It would be crazy if I did that." Arina emotion.

"Where else do I pay, if my knowledge is not used."

"Yes already. Stay focused with your good intentions. No need to think about anything else." Ruslan went with nimbrung.

"Yes, don't think about it, why the hell do people have to." The net is back in tears.

"Why Rin? You're disappointed it turns out the person you've been trusting, always proud of the mother turned out to be rotten?" Ask the Goddess with her cynical laughter.

"Let them be with their slips. If you're not, why should you mess around?" Ruslan calms Arina.

"I'm here to work hard for your recovery. Do they want to know?" Ruslan started provoking Arina.

"My wife and kids were head over heels in the street, almost getting hit by a truck if they didn't slam into the steering wheel to the left." Ruslan's hands turned off the cigarette he was smoking.

"Alhamdulillah just fell into the trenches. It still looks like his wound.' Ruslan pointed at the wounds on the hands and feet of the Goddess.

The goddess sitting next to Arina showed some wounds adorning her hands and feet. Some wounds bandaged, some swollen and bruised.

"But I never complain Rin, everything that happens must be explained. Some of the neighbors here died in place of the father. Actually, the father was not there yesterday. If you want to know." Ruslan emphasized his voice.

Arina was surprised by her net neutrality meeting Ruslan while furrowing her eyebrows.

'Astaghfirullah, what do you mean by Ruslan? Does father not exist? Trus neighbor as a tumbar? What does that mean?' pekik Rina in heart.

"Now you see for yourself, you are starting to get healthy. No need to see a doctor. For God will heal the father, not the doctor.'

Rusla stood facing the star-filled sky, her language so haughty.

Arina was silent in anger. He sipped the tea that began to warm a mouthful, two sips with fingers flicked to the body of the glass.

Mmbbreem.... Mmbbreem....

Kiki's motor goes into the gate where the door is open. After searching for a parking position that felt right, Kiki approached us.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Wa'alaikum salam" we answered simultaneously.

"Oh. This is a cuddly cat. Horrified by his tail." Kiki said as her feet chased away the little cat.

Arina kissed Kiki's hand and told her to sit down.

Kiki greeted one by one, Ruslan and Dewi..

"You want some hot tea?" Ask Arina.

"Can." Kiki replied still with her carriage driving away the adorable little cat, pushi.

Arina walks towards the kitchen to make her warm sweet tea for her love.

"Bagas, the pushi feed first there. It's a swirl, at Kiki's feet." Shouting Goddess.

"Maybe the pushi thinks Kiki's feet are toys that move times ma.' Bagas jokes.

Bagas took a piece of sausage, then gave it to pushi, the little cat.

"Jiiiiaaahh.you when rich heck om, tongpes only. Kasiaaan deeh.." reply Goddess while laughing.

Arina returned from the kitchen with a warm sweet tea and a plate of pastels.

"Mba I asked for the pastel yes" said Arina

"Yes take it, but it's the rest of the market this afternoon.'

"No papa. Still good, right?"

Arina gave a glass containing sweet tea to her beloved husband. Then take one pastel, feed the kiki once, then the rest is eaten by Arina.

"Where's mom?" Ask Kiki on her soulmate while receiving some warm-up tea.

"It's sleeping inside, sleepy she said."

"When don't you learn?" Tanya Kiki saw the two children were cool with their respective gawai.

'I see it, mobile phone a tool that is more interesting than the textbook' murmured Arina in the heart.

"Yes that's his job. Told to learn the reason a thousand." The word Goddess chimed.

"What father?" Ask Kiki at last.

"Alhamdulillah is starting to be healthy. It's now a break. Mom too. Let them be here first." Answer Ruslan.

"Thank God again, my father has now begun to be sincere with his disease. Be willing to surrender and be ready, if God will call him at any time."

'Duh, this person from earlier said it was not very clear. Does he really expect you to die soon?' rutuk Arina in the heart.

"You only know your father's pain dzohir, only I can see what you need. Preparing the way home.' Ruslan was looking for an ashtray for his cigarette companion.

"Prophet Isa alone can only bring the dead to life. I can revive the heart of the dead father. That's why I need your support." Ruslan cools cigarette smoke every once in a while.

'Astaghfirullah. penitent mas, do not understand me' Arina's hand twirled the rope bag dangling.

Mas Kiki looked startled, with a frown and squinted his eyes at Arina. The dialogue of two hearts without sound, can only be understood by both.

"I can't walk alone. If we're together, you'll be better than you are now."

Kiki just bearded while smiling thinly. A glass of tea in his hand was slowly stirred.

"Yes if from us anyway, it can only be as good as possible, please understand." Kiki said without any intention of complaining.

"Choose.' Answer Ruslan briefly.

" Why are you crying?" Kiki asked half-whispered looking at Arina looking down.

"Later at the story house. Now go home yuk."

"Yes already, it's night. Your children will be looking for their father's mother." Said the Goddess with a shrill tone.

"Yo wis later can be connected again ceritane, the important thing you already know to, the culprit?" Ruslan said in a puff of cigarette smoke.

"I mean opo to mas?" Kiki's soul is rising.

"Udaaah, I'll tell you a story. Yuuk."

Arina shook the knee of Kiki who was still sitting on the bamboo bale.

"Sik to, I finished the tea." Kiki sipped the remaining tea in a glass.

The goddess stuffed some of the remaining pastels on the living room table into a plastic kilo.

"Udah ah no need, just make the kids if the fun." Arina refused to accept.

"Udah take it, here have often eaten this. There's still instant noodles for them." The goddess forced him to take the parcel.

The crowds and bright lights along the street, make the heart come to beat. The breeze can relax the nerves that are slightly tense.

Arina hugged Kiki's waist affectionately. Riding a motorbike is just the two of you, reminding Arina in the past courtship.

"You were crying why love?" It's not Kiki's name if it's not kepo.

"I don't understand, I feel played with this situation. Mutual provoking, scapegoating, stabbing from behind. It broke my head like it was." Arina explained at length.

"I feel a lot of demons circulating in my family.' complained Arina again.

"Please baby, I will always be by your side. I will go forward if you are slandered or hurt."

"Thank you love, I need you right now, it hurts this heart mas."

"Ooh... All this time you didn't need me? Ok then." Kiki tried to break the guyon existing.

"It's not like that." Arina's hand pinched the small waist of her beloved husband.

The two laughed happily, despite the sorrow.

The motor runs between the cold of the night. And their hearts are getting closer. Do you doubt the power of love?