Brother My best friend

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"Thank you Met. Be careful on the road! Don't speed!" myrag. Meta just replied with a smile. The motor then drove off after honking the farewell horn.

I stepped my feet into the spacious courtyard of my house. Father and Mother have been sitting casually in front of the television while waiting for the adzan magrib. Immediately I approached them and kissed their hands in turn.

"Where are the les?" ask the Father while looking at me.

"Assyik Sir. Mr. Tanto taught well. his friends also rame. We can be confident." I explained.

"Alhamdulillah. Studying hard Shi. Would have wanted to go to High School." continued Mr. again. I smiled at my father's request.

"Sir, there's no phone?" Ma'am Aya is my only brother. He works out of town.

 "Phone. He said next month on the red date that the clamp's day was coming home." Mother replied with a glowing face.

"Yes already there shower first continue to prepare us to mushola." orders the Father who immediately I carried out.

After the bath I immediately took ablution, Since the time has taken Magrib and I have not prayed Ashar immediately I entered the room and performed the four obligatory raka'at. Out of the room I found Mom ready with her face. Residents here always pray Magrib and Isya congregate in the mosque. As soon as the prayer rang we immediately rushed and the neighbors also began to head to the mosque.

From class VII I loved studying at 8 p.m. Because the atmosphere is calm, understandably in the village so at 7 pm after Isya the atmosphere is quiet. Everyone lives in their own homes. I usually spend time reading books and doing homework. At 10 or at the latest at half 11 I turned off the study lamp and replaced it with a sleeping lamp.

I lay my tired body on the couch. While trying to close my eyes I was still surprised by Kiara who until now did not also tell me that Haris was her brother.

“Why hasn't Kiara told you that Haris is her real sister? Cook him embarrassed huh? Try tomorrow I ask Kiara instead of me suudzon continue to him. “ break me later.

 “This is it.”  I pulled the blanket over my chest, prayed, and then closed my eyes in the dream world.

I woke up at five, kind of bad luck. I usually wake up at half-five. In the kitchen mom was busy with her cooking tasks, while the Father waited for her in the dining chair while drinking his coffee. After doing my duty, I collected all the dirty clothes and took them to the wash, washed them and dried them in the backyard. There's still 30 minutes I can shower and sweep the house. At exactly six in ten minutes I had finished breakfast and was getting ready to go to school.

I took out my paddle bike, put the big books in the front basket. I put my hat on before I left.

“Kringg... Kringg.... Kringhg... Kringhg.. Ms. Sashi left ya” pamitku while ringing the bicycle bell. Three minutes later I had reached the boundary of my village with the village of Meta where we used to make a pact, I saw him pedaling his bike towards me. As soon as he got close I immediately put his bike on. Without a word we drove pedaling as hard as we headed the 4.5-kilo-meter road to where we were pursuing our goals.