The Mate at the Beginning
Chapter 82 Trapping questions

"Hoam..." Mita yawns with her hands shutting her mouth.

Because he was late to take his afternoon medicine yesterday so his night ration was too late. Lha how not? So cool julid the same Irham he forgot finally praying mepet-mepet still have to eat first around three o'clock just take medicine.

Indeed tokcer effect of the drug plus a full stomach, not yet up to an hour of heavy eyes such as the need for glue eyelashes to stick together tightly do not want to be separated longer. Even though the shower should be fresh eyes instead of the opposite.

Thought nanggung through the asar so diverted by watching television but kok ya not mempan so the back of the chair nempel instead of watching tv even watch people sleep.

"Neng wakes up sleepy to move into the room!"

Until his mother woke up but he still remembered not to sleep ba'da asar. Some say it is forbidden to sleep ba'da asar said it can make crazy. Who wants to go crazy???

Finally he decided to busy himself until prohibited the same mother said do not be tired of just recovering told to rest but nanggung also sleep after Maghrib prayer if not taking medicine so wait until the time to take medicine.

Just finished taking the medicine to go to bed there are those who knock on the door turned out to be beautiful Mom and family came to see where maybe just a moment was immediately told to go home. I don't want to wait until they get home. His eyes were five watts.

One has not come home yet another where the group, pak ustad family with the mothers of the study. The house is a very rame. He was asked a lot of questions as needed. He was talking yes.

Mom got hit back and forth to the kitchen for a drink.

Grateful at around nine pm, Pak Ustad started saying goodbye first and followed by each other. Glad they understood the situation that needed rest. Already want to close the door eh come again neighbors around also want to visit him. No more rest. I feel like I'm just gonna faint.

Finally sitting down again just respecting guests, he was invited to chat really-not connect like a cable almost broken.

"Look deh we go home pity mbak Mita looks sleepy until not connect so invited to talk!" chirp one of them who compact retreat after praying for a quick recovery.

Finally able to breathe. Already locked the front door and closed all the curtains heard the sound of a motor engine stopping in front of the house. Just get more lemes. He wished for another person's guest but his hopes were dashed when he heard a knock on the door.

"Daddy...!" that's her brother's voice. Forced to open the door and saw some people behind waving their hands with a cry.

"Nih ten-menu brother wants to jengukin you!" Mita looked desperate and then sat back lazily. This time he could no longer endure choosing to unmask. Intentionally yawned repeatedly so that the guests brought by her brother were aware of her very sleepy condition. Be aware also not to linger long since the guest is past nine o'clock at night. It is not good to visit the house of girls at night afraid of slander as well.

"Hoam.." His eyes water. I heard Dani's breath.

"Sorry brother I'm sleepy it might be the effect of taking medicine so please you guys go home well sister I need a break!"

Not waiting for them to come out Mita went straight into the room and locked the door.

Dani stared at his brother's breathless eyes that kept yawning as he was about to have breakfast.

"Sleep there!" Mita shakes.

"I want in the future is not good to sleep early in the morning the risk of getting a deadly disease. Clock this DB mosquito used to wander also do not want me to be bitten by him." rise lazily like forcing myself. Dani looks very bodo and continues breakfast before leaving for work.

It's still morning. The sun seems shy to bring itself up but the rays warm the body enough. Mita sunbathing while stretching her body that feels stiff especially in the neck, shoulders and upper back.

Suddenly he was surprised by the sound of a motor horn.

"Hi deck! Morning!" knock one person and take off the helmet.

"Assalamualaikum hi also morning!" not the intention of insinuating but getting used to greetings as a Muslim then smiled thinly and nodded as a courtesy.

"Waalaikum salam.." they answered in unison. Then on the spread of charm unfortunately Mita is not interested.

"I'm not looking forward to it!" he shouted from the front door and then again busy with his own activities.

"Our mother is leaving!" his gaze was shifted to the voice that apparently came from the house next door.

"Assalamualaikum Aunty!" if this one is Yahya's voice. They come out together only in different directions. The only play jump guardrail, the only leisurely walk according to the existing track. It's like showing each personality like the other straight is crooked. Mita could only sigh.

"Assalamualaikum neng Mita!" one group came again who else if not Irham, pak Darman and pak Bowo.

"Waalaikum salaaam wr wb given a complete bonus greeting to me."

"Assalamu alaikum." Yahya's turn to say hello.

"Waalaikum salam wr...Alhamdulillah seneng deh early in the morning didoain."

"By the way I just realized how many people Adam well so want to add the women deh." while looking next to him where Hafiz stood with the wrong costume according to him. Relax but not according to the same work that will be done, it can be said that it is still too good, unfortunately, the same clothes are invited to get dirty. Looking ahead to where Yahya stands is like equalizing with each other. Where did the costume come from, a real commoner? thought.

"Weis added the female troops can dong neng let there be a female temen." asked to be invited this is a child, he thought.

"Mr Yahya...." Irham who looked to the side looked surprised as she watched Yahya from toe to toe.

"Hafiz.." answered Hafiz short.

"Ah bang Hafiz wear casual clothes that look handsome and cool. Bang Yahya also wear the clothes of the commoners why even more handsome I am the youngest feel less competitive." chirped Irham who immediately got a sign from his father. Hafiz instantly puffed out his chest called handsome and cool. Yahya responded with a headband.

"Don't just say it!" said Mr. Darman while glancing. The others chuckled feeling funny at the manner of the two of them.

"Hehehe..they are innate orok and do not need to be coupled, just as you protest with God."

"God knows what's best for his people so don't envy the strengths of others." continued Mita.

"Tuh dengerin neng Mita so people really do not thank you father never taught you so."

"Well, everyone must be told to choose a handsome if beautiful woman." Mita chuckles.

"Unfortunately, God has no choice. Can be bothered with the choice of everyone choose it must be a good all hehehe...."

"Don't want to be dizzy, too." Mita shook her head.

"Obviously it's neng." he said sure.

"So the handsome guy will be good later dapetnya beautiful wife." Mita nodded in disagreement.

"Not necessarily all beautiful women choose handsome husbands. Handsome but bad. Cute but not working. Obviously women do not want to mending his face mediocre but loyal, good morals, Sholeh is."

"They all have advantages and disadvantages.

"What are my advantages then?" Mita smiles.

"First, you are the understanding of choosing work to help parents."

"Both care.not continue school because of the same pity of parents and for the sake of brothers so they can go to school."

"Three hard workers your age like a lot who like to play but you've worked."

"Fourth.deft in doing work."

"Fifth, responsible for the work as long as I don't have you can be sandelin when mah can you just males-malesan mumpung unsupervised. Nice work.." Thumbs up.

"That means I'm not handsome, right?" his lips are too sweet.

"You are wrong.you are maniiiiis."

"Masaaaa?" praised sweet she instantly clepek-clepek. Mita nodded back.

"Especially if the talk is more friendly, more polite insya Allah the beautiful girl who is rich Syahrini can be smirked with you."

"Really?" his eyes look sparkling.

"God willing if God permits... Whatever God wants can happen."

"You don't think a beautiful wife needs capital?" sahut sir Darman while grunting rudely. From that moment I was upset listening to his son. Speaking of nejeplak.

"Beautiful is a lot of money. Need treatment from head to toe." continued Mr. Darman.

"Don't believe..Know that I've never taken care of Mr. Mita but beautiful, right neng?" Mita took a deep breath. This boy ngeyel.

"Have not been diterususin mas Irham can not argue with parents sin."

"Basically all women are beautiful and all men are handsome depending on the way people look."

"For example his father mas Irham he married his mother mas Irham because what is certainly because it is beautiful and good in his view, right sir?"

"Yes that's right. A wife who may not be perfect for others but is pleasant for you. To accept the father as he is, Sholehah. One more is always special to my father." Mr. Darman looks timid among all those who giggle amused to hear his inner voice.

"Isy was his romantic father.so I thought. His father, Irham, had eaten the salt acid of life. More experienced."

"So 'ojo compared-bandingke!"

"Then according to Neng Mita of us who is the most handsome?" tanya Irham smiled meaningfully.

It's called a trick question.