
"Sister, join us! Why, even a smile there?" call, Adam. Of course, the call breaks the daydream, Zahra.
'Oh, got a sister, rese! Just be ashamed! About, he saw no?' inner, Zahra. He approached everyone gathered in the living room.
"Don't you think, real brother, was dumb, continued to smile on his own is not clear," Adam guessed while shuddering slowly.
" Anyway, by the way! "pekik, Zahra did not accept while tapping slowly the brother's eyed with his knuckle.
"Gee! Got, Brother, really likes the same kdrt, Adeknya, "grunts, Adam slowly. However, it can still be heard by everyone who is sitting on the living room carpet.
Umar the father, looks to hold back a laugh. Meanwhile, Maryam just shook her head slowly, looking at the interaction of the sisters. Meanwhile, Ghazali who was on the other end, was watching, Zahra without a blink.
'You must be very happy, because you have a family that loves each other like this. Although, your circumstances are very simple. However, you still have each other's inner self, Ghazali compares with his own fate.
"Huh ... Huh!"
"His nose is nampol, brother," said Adam, wiping the sweat that had flooded his temple.
In fact, Zahra only makes seblak from materials in the house. Meanwhile, Maryam looks better even if only eating cereal.
A moment later adzan magrib reverberated from the Mosque which was not far from the simple house of Zahra. The rain had subsided and the puddle that was high enough immediately receded. Maybe because the soil is too dry.
Adam poked Ghazali on the shoulder, taking his new friend to the mosque. In fact, he did not hesitate to embrace the young man's shoulder. After their permission, the two of them walked together.
'But tumben. Usually, children are difficult to get along with new people. Moreover, Adam was an introvert other than me and my mother's father. What did the young man do to Adam?' inward Zahra suddenly suspected.
Until he stared without blinking the backs of the two of them, until it disappeared at the turn of the alley. "So who the hell, this magrib you know Brother!" exclaimed mother, instantly disperse the contents in my mind.
"What a hell, Nda. Yuk. Mother in the room rest. Not much activity first. It's just that, too," Zahra said, embracing Maryam and bringing the woman into the room.
"Mother is healthy. The bosen section in the room only," refused Maryam half sulked.
"Yes, Mother is healthy. Alhamdulillahot. The cure fits." Zahra smiled in response to the stubbornness of the mother.
"Yes dong, you're the medicine. Mother actually does not need treatment. I've seen you're healthy too." Maryam's words just touched Zahra's heart. He also embraced the mother tightly.
"Yes, Zahra will try to find a job that is not far from here. Let's not spend anymore. Let's go home every day."
Hearing her daughter's words, Maryam immediately took off the hug and looked at Zahra Lamat."Really huh? Don't you stay away from me, Mother." Zahra nodded quickly, making the smile arch was created on the mother's shady face.
Shortly thereafter.
"Thank you, Dam. Ngajakin Abang praying. But, mendingan Brother come home now so it is not too late. Call your brother!" ghazali's word to the handsome, thick-browed teenager. Just like Zahra.
"Okay, just a moment. Adam call first." After Adam died, Ghazali just sat on the terrace. He looks like he's wearing his wet jacket. While his dirty clothes had been put in plastic, and hung in front of the motor.
"It's so hard to leave this place, Met. When will Dateng's cave be here again?" murmured Ghazali while looking towards the door. Hoping that Zahra would be seen to deliver her homecoming.
Not long expected to appear with the figure of the mother.
"Eh, that's a gapapa, so does it go home? " asked Zahra with a stifled smile.
Instantly, Ghazali combed his appearance from the middle to the bottom.
"What happened to my performance, ma'am?" asked Ghazali while frowning.
Zahra was seen glancing at the mother before answering the question of the driver of Ojek online.
"It's okay Bang, so santri kayak came home from Tabligh Akbar, "answer, Maryam while messing.
Ghazali rubbed his nape again, not knowing what the young man was feeling.
He also looked at his appearance once again.
"Yes, how else, ma'am. I will not bring a change of clothes," he replied with obvious embarrassment from the look on his face. It seemed like he was already aware of what the other of his appearance was.
Pfftts!
"Eh, sorry, release!" Zahra immediately smothered her own mouth as she unintentionally let go of her laughter.
'Woy, brains! Please, don't travel anywhere!'
" Oh, yes Bang, this is the fare, please accept yes, "say Zahra. While offering a piece of blue money.
" It's not that I refuse rezeky, but I did not feel ngojekkin, Ma'am," he said not responding to the money from Zahra.
" Accepted, Deck. My daughter was not happy if she was rejected," Maryam persuaded, making Ghazali wrong. He was confused if the woman had asked him.
" I ... his intention was only to help, Ma'am," replied Ghazali trying to subtly reject the orders of Maryam.
" Oh yes, if so. May you be blessed for your efforts. Mother to the kitchen first, want to see me make porridge." Maryam, also went inside the house. The woman looked fresher than it was this afternoon.
Ma'am .. I say go home first. Thank you so much I can already shady and rest here, dapet eat for free too," said Ghazali while putting on a sweet smile that adds a charming impression on his face.
"I will still pay, because I do not want to owe the same to foreigners" said Zahra firmly. Of course his words immediately made the gaze of Ghazali directly centered on him.
'Ni chick head stone benget ya. His self-esteem is really high. How interesting!' ghazali's mind is getting happier.
"I'm sincere, you owe me nothing. "Hopefully, your mother is healthy again yes," he said accompanied by prayer.
Zahra paid no attention to Ghazali's expression and speech. He followed to the yard, passing quickly the driver of the online motorcycle taxi who happened to be stranded in his small house. Then, directly approach the two-wheeler and put the money on the motorcycle seat.
"Once again I say thank you very much for your help. Accept it, buy your vehicle a drink. She must be thirsty." Zahra said as he tapped on the old motor slowly, the driver. Uh.
No doubt Ghazali also approached his motorbike.
"Okay, for the sake of the Comet!" Ghazali snatched the money, and put it in a jacket pocket without seeing how much it was.
Then he took his curly short hair back before putting on his green helmet.
'Ck spread the charm of everything.' Inner Zahra.
'This girl is why, still jutek. It will be hard to forget this is the story.' Ghazali clucked in his heart. Laughing at the look and expression of Zahra that to him, adorable.
"Hopefully, God brought us together again, and if that's the case .. means we are fooled," Ghazali said with a sweet smile.
'Duh! Is it because the lights are a bit dim so he was impressed more. Uh.' Zahra immediately silenced her mouth with a palm.Fear what was in her mind slid through her boneless tongue.
"Assalamu alaikum" said Ghazali was polite and gentle.
Then the young man took out his old motorbike and passed from before Zahra. Until, the roar of his second wheeled vehicle disappeared at the turn of the alley, then Zahra realized, for what was said by Ghazali just now.
"Waalaikum salam. Uh, what did he say? Where is that kayak formula? I hope we don't see you again." Zahra spoke alone, then went back into the house. Ignoring the feelings that began to develop in his heart.