At Dusk in a Small Town
Episode 6 A Letter of Remedies Missing
"Tick ... Gts ... Mats.. Tok." The clockwork sound of the wall in Dhea's room keeps sounding, ever since
when is the clockwork so sweet
nya, Dhea just realized the sound of clockwork
it was able to give rhythm to his life.
Dhea woke up from her sleep and immediately closed the curtains of her room. It looks like the sun began to disappear, and like dusk last
the sun leaves a very beautiful color
full of redness, it looks like the sun knows disappointment in Dhea's heart. The sun wants to remove it with the disappearance of the rays.
Dhea went to take the face with her musaf. Before shouting siti and aminah called her, Dhea was already nonggol first in her house.
"Widihhhhh.." who finished his cameraman diomelin.
Departing his salary should not be made sure his name is on standby nichh. Siti's mouth does not sound tarnished anymore, apparently Dhea covered Siti's mouth with her hands. "suttt .. Dhea continues
holding Siti's mouth with her hands"
"Aduchhh.. tauu pain .!!
Dhea pulled her hand from the bite
City. "Ochh ... pain yaaa..??'
Sorriiiiii. intentionally tuchh, ledek Siti imitates.
that prick's style.
The closer his steps to the mosque Dhea's body like boneless. suddenly limp helpless. His heart continues to whisper full of prayer .
may that sharp look not be for me.
You're looking for him.. yaaa.?
siti's voice teased, Dhea just smiled covering her heart wound and continued to step up to take ablution water.
"Dheaa. Salman's voice stops his steps. There is a deposit for you .
from whom..? ask Dhea, instead of taking
the blue envelope asked.
later you also know the answer ' said Salman while signaling do not say - said
Mr. ustad passed by them. "ahem.." Deheman's voice was like the sound of an unhappy signal
on something he doesn't like.
"Why else would this be such a long time.inner Dhea,
Dhea was already agitated in her sitting.
That sharp look always looked at him.
Haduhhh. This is an ustad who memorizes whom.
but his eyes were always on me.
Whispered Dhea while continuously lowering her head
it was as if he was being solemn with his musaf, whereas Dhea deliberately avoided that sharp gaze. "Alhamdulillah.
"If I could fly, I would like to fly home quickly, leaving behind both heroes.
who always slows down his steps with the excuse of being able to chat for a long time.
"Byee's... " Dhea waved her hand without turning to her two heroes again.
Strange friend ...!!
shouts Siti and Aminah hoping Dhea hears it.
Assalamualaikum.
greetings from mother Dhea looks impatient to enter her room. walaikumsalam mother's voice from the side room. pantesan mother is not visible
apparently, my mother was resting in her room.
Rush Dhea into her room .
"where is that envelopeuu..? Dhea kept looking
page by page of his musaf
forgive me, O Allah, I have to hide this envelope here whispered Dhea while kissing her musaf.
Dhea started to open the blue envelope.
Ichh why again the hand seems to have no power just open an envelope.
Encouraging his heart to want to quickly know from whom .but Dhea's hand shook helplessly .His heart seemed to race with the ticking of the clock.
Uchh finally the envelope opened as well.
Dhea stood up to make sure that the door of her room
he had locked it, and Dhea jumped in his bed
Dhea I rubbed her eyes again because she was not sure of her vision Dhea and woke up to take her glasses on the study table.
But it's true that the sender's name is the one who has that big laugh.
It is also great that he dared to write this letter.
how did he know that Dhea's heart was beginning to worry about him.
Dhea had no idea how many times she had read the letter over and over again.
yang Dhea knew only this time her heart felt
happiness he had never felt.
Dhea fell asleep while carrying the letter.
Dhea smiled between the sunyinya of the night.
Mom had a strange feeling about her daughter's change . "The dhea wasn't going to wake up before I had to knock on her door, and it wasn't enough to wake her up.
It took me many times to wake up Dhea . to really wake up.
But the tumben with this morning.mother kept asking herself.
But thankfully perhaps with the upbringing of each bada maghrib has succeeded in forming Dhea more independent and more
diligent worship.Dhea's mother deliberately entrust Dhea to pak ustad to be educated religious knowledge.
"Congratulations buuu..." Dhea greeted her mother with a happy smile leaving first huh.
Assalamualaikum Dhea said goodbye while kissing her mother's hand .
"Walaikumsalam" replied the mother who was still astonished by the change of Dhea.
Salma secretly felt strange with Dhea's attitude . Dhea was sitting next to him instead
who for a year in the seventh grade a year ago, had never before seen Salma always smile.
Tidy up your math package book.!!
it is not the code we will go home, but the code bu Sri has prepared daily repeat material for today. Dhea was wide at the sight of the number one hundred adorning his book, why at once asked Salma increasingly strange with the change of Dhea. from the first hundred it was zero there were two.. salma's voice was audacious to invite Becanda Dhea. "Dhea actually you are able to just love. if you notice from the seventh grade you are less PD and less Focused.
Since when bu Sri was able to read his mood. like pak ustad only inner Dhea.
dhea's eyes continued to admire the number one hundred that adorned Dhea's rework. Salma shook her head while laughing at Dhea .
This afternoon Dhea pedaling his bike felt light . in contrast to the days ago when the clock home school was usually heavy because his body was not powered because of the condition of a hungry stomach.
Go home from school without his mother reminding him. Dhea immediately changed her uniform and swiftly dirty clothes dhea enter the washing machine.
Look how sweet my daughter is whispered mother
seeing Dhea changing her own sheets, and her room looks neat and fragrant again .
usually, Dhea's room is also neat because Dhea is an independent child, but now this room increasingly looks more neat.
Dhea didn't get tired of taking out that blue siamplop
from diary. Dhea was looking for the most comfortable position to read the letter. Dhea leaned her body against a pillow.
"Haiii... you ... how are you..???
as long as I am not able to jahilin you.
sometimes I miss those days...
I was taken home yesterday because I was sick.
I really wish I could meet you...
I miss playing water wudhu stuffed.
But.., what I miss the most is the water I splashed on you.
Okay forgive my pranks...
See you on your semester break.
Tears fell down Dhea drenched the letter, and now Dhea was crying not out of disappointment but happy tears. Dhea kept the letter back and she closed the window curtains looking dusk smiling happily.
For readers who want to know more about the story above , Wait for the next episode yes ! 😇
