Beautiful, How is Minder?

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"Already, let's go home" Richard told Emily. He took his girlfriend into his car.

Aish was still in the mood for that incident. He repeatedly stood out to get rid of his anger. There was regret in his heart had berated his friend's girlfriend.

"Assalamualaikum, Aish's mother is home".

"Waalaikum... My beautiful son is home. Why is his face so bent? Then why is this a limp path?" ask Mother Dance to her son who is kissing the back of his hand.

"So Aish kesrempet bun, thankfully he can still avoid. So it's just the back that hurts a little bit" Aish said.

"You take a shower first, son, later the mother pijit use wasp oil yes let's enjoy it" said the mother.

"Yes bun, hungry as well" Aish said with a cry.

"Already mother masakin son, it's on the table. You will only eat if you have a shower".

"Oiyah bun, this is no temen I want vermak batikiknya shirt to wear this Friday. Can you help?" aish asked while taking out Falen's shirt.

"You're looking for orders at school, aren't you? a hengmh? Could be, then mama kerjain first. You see this mother again there is also an order from the next door neighbor, want to visit her. That's why now I'm making that uniform".

"Alhamdulillah dong. Aish help you later" said Aish happy.

"Yes, now the shower keeps eating ya".

"Ready boss!" aish said cheerfully back.

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While Richard became thinking because of his actions that he considered irresponsible to Aish who he had hit, causing his phone to be damaged.

And Aish's words kept ringing in his ears. That man is seen by his deeds.

Richard realized that his actions so far did not reflect a moral human being. How he lived all this time, always pampering, wild racing, alcohol. Either he had forgotten the readings and the ordinances of prayer.

Aish's words touched her little heart. Deep, invisible, dark, and dirty.. Seeing the hijab girl with her cheerful laughter, her courage, her simplicity, made her feel that her life had been monotonous and far from comfortable.

The old man who had never noticed him, his older brothers who rarely even met. And no one had noticed him since he could remember an incident at his age that might have been a toddler. Only a dam art nanny can talk at home.

His birth needs are met, but his inner needs are empty. No family cares about it.

When he misbehaves, his papa will come to solve his problems with money. There was no fear of doing wrong all this time.

Without thinking of him, now he even came to the famous and most complete mobile phone counter in his city. It occurred to him to completely replace the Aishyah hape that he had broken.

Entering the counter, the tall body makes SPG mbak-mbak promote each other's brands of hape their respective.

The exotic and handsome face makes the girls there scramble to get his attention.

"Want to find a phone, huh? Here's the same me, hape I have the best camera with a big ram".

"Sama I aja mas, hape I again overestimated the latest type with a qualified spec for true gamers".

"Just like me, my phone features are the best. Really deh".

And there are many more offers from his mother, to make Richard confused. But he saw that Aish's phone wasn't very good. So he felt to buy a simple one.

He turned to a counter that offered a hape with a big ram and a nice camera.

"Yes, I'm the only one mbak. please wrap yes" Richard said to one of the spg.

"The problem is directly to the cashier by carrying this note yes, the goods I directly deliver there" said mbaknya.

Finished with the transaction, Richard returned to his car. And I'll give you the phone tomorrow at school.

In his car, still parked, Richard was curious about the figure of a brave girl like Aish.

He slightly searched for information about the girl through his gawai, looking for Aishyah's sosmed account.

Apparently, the girl also likes the virtual world. Quite a lot of his posts with words that look wise upload.

Funny, that's the right word describing that cute girl. Making Richard's lips always smile every look at Aishyah's childish poses. 'Looks like she's a cheerful girl' Richard's inner self after finishing his stalker action and returning to bring his expensive vehicle home.

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After Ashar's prayer, Aish comes to his mother who is matching Aish's size with Falen's batik shirt.

"So Aish asked Aish's other friend Bun for help, they were really funny. Ribet time takes size. Even though only the meter, keep looking at the numbers. They were long, he said amusedly. Hehehehe" Aish said, recalling the incident where Falen could not stand still as Hendra took size on Falen's body.

"Mothers are horrified you have good friends, just always remember your message to be careful with your company. Mother does not limit your association even though it is the same boy, as I did to your brother first, which caused your brother to defy and end miserably until now. You're the only one you have now".

"Mother hope you become a good girl, son" said the mother with tears.

"Yeah bun, Aish always remembers your mom's message. I'll meet my best friends soon. Oiyah, I want to go to the crank house first, want permission not to practice first. It still hurts like this" Aish said, ending a sad conversation with his mother.

"Oiyah, mother balurin used to use wasp oil. Let's go to your room first".

Afterwards, Aish properly visited her crank. An old man who became an elder in his village. The one who taught silat to the young people who lived in the village with Aish.

Not much, just six. But you teach with all your heart. Give his knowledge for free. There was no reward whatsoever that he asked for.

Only occasionally when there is damage in his home, then you will ask for help from his students to fix it. Such as repairing leaky roof tiles, cleaning the grass behind the house which is also used as a training ground, or repairing the front gutter of the crank house if clogged.

All done voluntarily by his students. They have great respect for a man who lives alone with his wife. His son only occasionally looked because he had to live in another city because the task as a state servant must come first.

"Assalamualaikum, what are you doing?" aish asked back of the house as usual. Because it goes to the back of the house without having to enter the house, passing through the edge of a large crank house that is bounded by high walls with other residents' houses.

"Waalaikumsalam, this is kong again neng machete. Why is the road so lame?" Ask her while continuing her work.

"Jatoh earlier kong, this all want permission not to practice. It hurts a lot" said Aish.

Engkong watched Aish walk. Then call his wife.

"Yak, get over here the stretch" Engkong slightly shouted to his wife.

Looks like a middle-aged woman came with a broom in her hand, apparently she was sweeping earlier.

"Enape kong?" ask silyak.

"Lo look at Aish's waist, he said. Lo 'crack' in so let's baekan" said Engkong.

"uh, don't be afraid. It's okay, let juda recover by himself" Aish refused because he felt bad to have to trouble others.

"somewhat bothered aye is (pengkong and merry calling is on Aish). Lo here and there, here sleep on this chair stretch of doang" said sinyak, and Aish sauntered towards the chair to sleep on his stomach.

Without cue, sieve a little pressing Aish's waist, looking for the location of the wound suffered by Aish for the next press firmly.

"there's no blood, is there?" ask silyak.

"no nyak, just a bruised kayak" Aish replied.

Then after, try to take a swing to press one of Aish's waist. Positioning his right hand over his left, right above Aish's butt on the right.

When Aish was on the brim feeling a delicious sultry massage, suddenly his eyes bulged because it was enough to press it so strongly that a 'crack' sound came from his plate.

"Aahhhhhhurrghhh!!"

"But pain nyaaaakkkkk" Aish thrashed to feel his waist as if broken.

"Udah, try to stand up" said Enyak.

After feeling better from the pain caused by the sly hands earlier. Aish tried to stand up straight.

Unseen smile of relief from Aish's lips.

"Uwaahh. sily great, the pain has been completely reduced. So Aish Maaih can practice dong kong?" ask Aish.

"Thank God it's better. Enyak want to continue nyapu dah" said try to take a broom that was tendered on the chair and enter the house.

"Lo still can't train Is, next week aje lo come here for ye training" said kankong.

"Yes de kong. Thanks, Aish, go home first. Want to help the mother sew" said Aish saying goodbye while kissing the back of her crank hand.

"Assalamualaikum kong"

"Girishal"

Aish returned home on foot, because it was a short distance from his house.