Ana's Journey to the World's Home

chapter 27's

Everyone mentions their names, lives and origins from where and knows the World House from where. Sharing activities that make the event melt is not tense or serious, sometimes there is laughter and jokes between them.

Ana who was listening was stunned from the moment the person mentioned about the World House, she had absolutely no idea about the World House. Whereas the people present almost knew about the World House, let alone that gondrong man! Ana's heart was actually made by crabs as well but her memory of Ibn Adam Aviciena flashed through her mind.

And now it's the Ana section that has to say the name, the origin, the stay and about the World House.

"Ana Aprihati, my name is Ana. Living in Panimbang, now living in Taman Ciruas Permai with Bude," Ana grogi when calling it na complete and original, and home address.

Before continuing, he took a deep breath and then exhaled back like a burden in his heart. Moreover, sharing is done in the face by many people who are present at the writing champ event.

Ana actually did not know that this writing champ event was held by Rumah Dunia which was addressed at Complex Henggar Alam no 40 Ciloang Serang Banten.

The eyes of everyone present at the event looked at the girl with glasses, and still dressed in long-sleeved clothes and long pants with a real veil..

So Ana wants to release her veil because of the heat, especially it is not at all common to use a veil with long term. From 06.00 am to night he had not opened the veil at all except for a shower.

"The World's House has heard of it! I think the House of the World is like the House of the World. Like we've got a globe and his house is arranged on top of a big world." continued Ana with a smile.

He explained the details about the World House, everyone present only smiled funny while listening to Ana's story about the World House.

The gondrong man also smiled sweetly to hear the girl using the glasses, he was not angry with Ana's comments, which he just knew, while the beautiful woman who was beside the gentleman smiled gracefully to hear Ana tell about the World House.

"Mas, can I ask you?" said Ana who stopped telling me about the World House.

The gondrong man nodded and looked at Ana sharply. Ana stared back at the man.

"Can you please?"

"Sorry, whose name is it?" ask Ana plain.

Everyone present just smiled at Ana's spontaneous and innocent question, actually, the gentleman had already introduced himself to the members of her writing camp. Just Ana time l

he went back to the WC. So until now he did not know the name of the gondrong man!

"Lho, indeed I look old until called the father of all," joked the gentleman while laughing crisply.

All the hadiths laughed at the joke of the gentleman, including Ana, laughing. That night was really a night that she could not possibly forget at all for Ana herself.

The cold night so warm sharing with men and friends he just knew all fun and full of enthusiasm.

"How is Gol A Gong so young?" ask Ana astonished.

Yes, he did not expect at all that in front of him was Gol A Gong, let alone his wife who was gracefully charming as an angel who descended from heaven Mashaa Allah. From the beginning of hearing the name Gol A Gong he thought that Gol A Gong was an old man full of gray hair, and his path using a stick because it supports his old body. Yes at first he thought that Gol A Gong was old but in fact still fresh and fit in the company of a sweet and graceful wife especially if already smiling.

The gondrong man looked at Ana not blinking at all hearing the spontaneity of the girl in front of him who was newly known had made him very anxious. He did not think that there was a girl who just knew him said that he was old.

Gol A Gong could only shake his head hearing Ana's words like that, he took it for granted. The man was convinced that the girl in front of him had something to say about him, automatically from the spontaneity of Ana that made the night feel beautiful and fun.

"Why do you think I'm old, can you tell me?" tanya Mas Gong looked at Ana sharply.

Yes he wanted to know what reason the glasses girl had told him. Ana grimaced listening to Gol A Gong's question, Ana did not directly answer Gong's question. Mwnatic breath and then exhale again.

"I once read the name Gol A Gong, in a brochure that tells of Ibn Adam Aviciena son of Pandeglang who launched the novel Mana Bidadari for me," with his voice telling a newspaper he read.

After telling the challenge, Ana once immediately imagined that the figure of Go A Gong was old and old, but when she met in the writing champ she only realized that Gol A Gong was young and freshens.

All the hadiths on the writing champ casually listened to what Ana was saying, but Gong silently smiled and listened to Ana's explanation of her.

"It's just a lot of me mas," said Ana smiling sweetly.

The night is getting late. Introduction after introduction continues to roll quickly. Everyone who attended the event had a different story to the others. But those at the writing champ event have the same goal in the way. Same as being a writer.

(Here I still do not understand the activity, I just think that the activity is finished ya tudks tudks there is a continuation again, but in fact tudks at all😊 ).

"Mas, can I have a word?" tanya Ana chased after mas Gong who was with his wife.

"Yes what's wrong?" asked the gentleman warmly.

"May I go to the House of the World?" ask Ana for permission.

He was actually curious about the House of the World, since long ago. But he wants that tomorrow he can come to the House of the World that is full of mystery for himself.

"May, after this event the children will also go to the World House, I wait for your arrival," said mas Gong smiling.

Then the gentleman and his wife came home. Ana just stared at the two with a heart that was very curious about the World House, she was curious about the shape of the World House how, until Gol A Gong and his wife made the World House.*