At the End of My Tired!

CXXXV Part

"Assalamualaikum?..."

"Eh, Mr. Wijaya. Come in, I'm sorry it's a mess. Want it out all so it's a little broad, he said there's a family mas Jason wants to come from the city." The words were not good, deftly the man put the stuff behind him.

While the three guests were just sculpting, the three dissolved in each other's minds.

"Please sit down sorry, no chair." Say it again with a tone of voice. In the living room that doubles the family room, only on the carpet that has been injured everywhere. Seen from the number of bandages, which stick to make the carpet stay connected with each other.

"What is this, sir, tumben? My son is wrong between orders or how, later I tell you directly, please do not be aduin to the boss Miun, afraid he was fired." The man looks anxious, if his daughter does not work, then his sister who will enter High School this year in the city of the district, threatened will not be able to register for school.

"Sir, that's not it. This is about the news I heard. If the Mina's in the same room as the town, is that right?" Now Arkhan is representing his two best friends to ask.

"Oh that, yes, sir. I have refused for various reasons, we are only villagers, Mina our son is also only a graduate of Junior High School. We feel unworthy." Mr. Madun paused his words when he remembered the young man's insistent attitude 3 days ago.

"But son Jason ngancem, will stay at my house until I receive his application. His friends also begged me to accept the proposal, because his friend also wanted to kill himself. If there is anything with their friends, then I will be sued. I'm so scared sir, horrified his shadow, my wife's son what if I'm in jail." Obviously the man was at length with a long sigh, it was seen that the man was also actually forced to accept the impromptu proposal, but could not do anything about it.

"If you may know, they are staying in a villa which yes sir, then we will try to help madun sir to talk to the people of the city. I'm watching Mina, we're keeping the possibilities together. Yes, if people are good, thank God. Otherwise, that's what we're worried about." Obviously Mr. Wardhani chimed in on the middle-aged man's remarks.

"In his villa Mr. Burhan sir, if you want to go there first right turn from here. Well, I thank you very much this loh sir, I am also a bit dizzy thinking this. Where is the pressure of my family too, they blame me, for accepting a proposal without a rebound used to be the same big family." Clearly the man with a tired face, was at once relieved.

"Oh that villa. You sir, we'll be home from here. Hopefully, Mina's candidate is a good young man. We just pray for the best. Don't feel sad, just ask for help as well as my brother. We're all ready to help you as much as we can." Wijaya said to the middle-aged man. He knew that the man was in need of help opinion from people around him, but instead got pressure from his own family.

"Thank you so much, sir, I'm really not feeling well. The gentlemen have all helped this village a lot over the last three years, we all owe a lot of thanks for that." His words are getting more confused. Although the actual help for the village was on the idea of Varel and his friends. But in the name of the three of them, therefore the villagers are so proud and grateful to the Third.

"No matter Mr. Madun, we as fellow humans are indeed already natures to help each other. Then we say thank you, thanks for the drink. Let's sir." It was clear that Mr. Arkhan was so that the man would not have to bow to them again. Then they split from there.

"First right intersection, right?" Arkhan asked, for some reason if discussing about the right turn, traumatizing him a little. The past is still clinging to his memory.

"Yes, this is. He said that." Said Wijaya with a face that looks confident but saves anxiety.

"Kok I'm rich feel Dejavu gini yeah. You guys don't know how that is?" Sela Wardhani is a little nervous.

"Ck, don't think about it. Disturb the concentration alone, see in front, the road is very slippery, must have long not passed this, semenisasi only until not yet that." Arkhan explained their topic of conversation. He didn't want to dissolve the pepper of a terrible past he tried so hard to forget. Especially if she remembers her daughter, she is grateful that she doesn't remember anything. Sin her if she hopes her daughter can not remember forever, so there is no more anxiety they need to worry in the future.

Finally they arrived at a two-story villa that was not too big. The three got down from the car then looked at each other. There's a strange feeling they all feel, a feeling that, I don't know. But they try to cover up.

"Well, Mr. Wardhani, Arkhan sir, Wijaya sir, what's wrong, sir?" Mr. Supri was moved to the side of the villa with his hands full of dirt and grass. Like the guy was cleaning the side garden.

"Sorry to disturb the work of Mr. Supri, this we want to meet with the city children who are here, just now from his home Mr. Madun. Want a little business, about yesterday's proposal.not how-to. Just want aja mastiin, as well as representing Mr. Madun, he would be a lot of bad if you want to express his opinion directly to the city's children." Obviously Wardhani represents his friends, who in the village know, the three brothers.

"Oh, that. Let's go in first. I want to wash my hands first, then I go in through the back. Come in, the city kids were out for a while, went the photos he said that but most immediately back, not at breakfast was just out, it was breakfast just delivered the same Juned." He then rushed to the back of the villa. The three friends entered even without its occupants, at least the guard of his house has allowed.

When they entered there were so many souvenirs in the guest room, and there were some delivery parcels. Like his young man it's really serious on Mina. In just three days it had prepared the preparation itself to such an extent. Moreover, considering the journey that is not easy, it is certain, the intention has been rounded with extraordinary determination.

"Sorry sir, let's just sit there, these kids use to drop the goods, make their preparations they have taken care of themselves. Two days ago back and forth to the district for all this shopping. The boy's really been mating rich." Said the man chuckling softly. He remembered the time the young man brought to propose to Mina, only with 2.1 jt money, ID cards and cards that he did not understand, car keys and some of the groceries they bought at the grocery store in the village.

And how the man insisted on not going home if his proposal was rejected by Mr. Madun. It even forced Mina, to accept her very sudden proposal by whining at the girl.