
The voice I saw the cry facing Him arrived, Ayu quickly got up and went into the toilet to take ablution.
After finishing, the mukena was worn not forgetting the prayer mat on the span by him. By restraining the sobbing Ayu completed this prayer.
At the last prostration, Ayu so long whispered to the earth. He gave all his life to the Supreme Being.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," Ayu greeting facing to the right and then left.
He did not forget to take a stand and read the verse of the chair afterwards. Raise your hands, tell the story with the Owner of the heavens, the earth and everything in it.
"Yes, God. Who knows everything, I beg you. Find Akhtar, strengthen his servants, his parents and those who love him to accept Your destiny. Whatever happens to Akhtar, we know it must be the best .. hiks... hiks." Ayu could no longer hold back, she cupped her face with her face worn.
About 10 minutes to tell God about everything, Ayu tidied the prayer equipment and went straight to bed.
Tomorrow, he must go to college after a long vacation due to a coma he experienced. Stared Ayu first the ceiling in his room.
"Ikhlas is Tar's lie, me and we are all lying to ourselves. There is no such thing as sincerity, which has to be just used. We acted as if we were sincere with whatever would happen to you, when in fact we were so hoping you would come home alive!" firmly Ayu stared blankly towards the top.
After that, he tilted his body to the right not forgetting to hug the bolsters and towards the dreamland that was waiting.
***
The sound of the alarm woke Ayu, 10 minutes before the Shahuh adhan. He rubbed his eyes first and sat staring around the room.
Smile for a moment at the nightstand that has snowballs on it, a gift from Akhtar first. With the occasional shunt and yawn steps, Ayu bathed and took ablution.
The clock has shown at 6 am, Ayu opts out of the room and opens the main door. Breathing in air that has not been mixed with vehicle pollution.
"You want a sport, honey?" ask the baritone voice that was suddenly beside Ayu. Ayu looked towards the voice.
"With Pa, Ayu wants to cook. Oh, yes, have the aunt come to the house before 9 am, yes Pa. Take breakfast together, itung-itung introductions. After that, in a few days Papa's wedding was just held."
"Well, don't discuss it first this morning," cut the Angga quickly and raised his face.
"Why Pa? Doesn't everyone who has a lover hope to be united soon? So why doesn't Papa want to talk about it? Papa's not ready to get married or even the Aunt?" tanya Ayu raised an eyebrow and raised her face.
Angga was silent for a while, "Yaudah, okay, Papa will invite him to make breakfast with us," Angga explained quickly so that the problem was quickly resolved.
"Okay, Pa. Yaudah, happy Papa sport," Ayu said by clenching her hands and lifting her up. Swing your legs back into the kitchen.
Today Ayu has a class at 10 to 4 pm, somehow he can come to see the bodies.
But, he had already told Caca in advance that maybe he would be a little late to arrive at the airport.
Caca also said that none of the bodies found were Akhtar's faces.
He will not call and tell Ayu to come to the airport and approved by Ayu directly.
"What do you want to cook Bik?" tanya Ayu looked at Bibik who was busy cutting vegetables.
"Mmm .. the plan wants fried rice anyway Neng," replied Bibik with a grin.
"That fantasy?" ayu asked staring in confusion.
Ayu smiled bitterly, while Bibik looked at Ayu with guilt. Either for being guilty of lying to Ayu or telling her the truth.
"Make one more serving, yeah, Bik. Make three servings of fried rice" Ayu said and walked out of the kitchen.
Bibik can only stare gently at the body that has been getting away, "Sorry Bibik, Neng," muttered Bibik and returned to doing his activity earlier.
Ayu, who had intended to help cook, chose to take a cell phone to the room and walk to the living room to turn on the television.
He stared at the cartoon of two bald children, sometimes he laughed forgetting the sadness that continues to linger in his chest.
"Neng, what do you want to drink?" bibik asked walking over to Ayu, Ayu turned her gaze towards Bibik.
"Hot chocolate Bik."
"Well, Neng? This is morning, why drink that? Angry at the Father."
"His mother is to me, right? I again want that," explained Ayu flatly staring at Bibik.
"Well, Neng," resigned Bibik and chose to return to the kitchen again.
'Psychologists say, 'When you fall in love with someone, you feel numb to each other. But, if you still like each other, it means you are not in love, ' and damn Tar! I still love you! How now? Am I going to be numb forever because my love goes along with you which is now me and others do not know where you are still alive or have died!' batin Ayu stared straight blankly. He rubbed the end of his watery eyes using his thumb.
Since Ayu was in front of the television, Angga did not also enter the house, "How long is the sport," muttered Ayu got up from the sofa.
He saw no car in the yard, leaned over the stone in the doorway, "First pick up the Auntie turns out."
Ayu chose to go back to the room to change clothes, so that after finishing eating she could go directly to campus.
As he was putting up the veil, the sound of greetings was heard from outside, "Well ... Honey!" call Angga in front of Ayu's room.
"Yes, Pa bentar! Come on, put the veil on!" yelled Ayu staring at the mirror.
"Papa goes straight to the dinner table, yeah."
"Yes!"
After that, there was only the sound of sandals stepping away. I got up because I felt ready. He also put a watch.
"Gee ... Aunty quickly also came, yes," said Ayu and immediately sat beside the woman's bench.
"Hehe, yes, it's better to wait than wait," explained the woman who may be in the range of 26-30 years.
"Tante, how long has it been with Papa?" ayu asked without further ado with a faint smile staring at the faces of the two of them alternately.
"Just now, really."
"2 years? Or 1 year?" tanya Ayu raised her eyebrows.
The woman shook her head, she stared at Angga as if giving a code to be assisted by Angga to answer Ayu's question.
Oddity rang out from Ayu's voice, he immediately took the rice to his plate, "If Aunt and Papa had tasted suitable. So, it's good to get married. No need to ask my permission, I am also not the birth child of Papa," said Ayu chewed rice smiling towards the woman with a slightly awkward face.