
Image standing in the window of his room. He looked out with a blank look. His heart still aches when he remembers the incident at the house of Bu Aminah earlier.
The image took a long breath. Calming his heart's turmoil like a volcano. Suddenly, Arga's words rang in his ears. Words gradually eroded his fear.
The image phone rang. Citra grabs her phone and reads the caller's identity.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mas Tian" Citra said.
Now Citra began to get used to calling Mas to Tian if they were outside the school. Hearing Citra call him that, Tian smiled. Her heart was blossoming and she was very happy.
Their conversation continued until late at night. Tian gave his attention to Citra. The young man tried hard to be able to get the heart of Citra.
"Not sleeping, dear?"
A voice shocked the image. He looked back. Mr. Bayu was walking closer to him.
"Not sleeping, dear?" Mr. Bayu repeated his question.
The shocked image could only shake. He forced his stiff smile.
"Why?" ask Mr. Bayu again.
The image of silence just heard the question from his father. Tian is like that. Although his heart was shrouded in curiosity, he chose to be quiet and listen to what Citra and the person were talking about.
"It's okay. Citra is not used to being in this house yet" Citra replied.
Mr. Bayu smiled at the answer of his daughter. The man's burly hand gently stroked the child's hair.
"Nothing. You may still need to adapt in a new environment. Papa understands that," said Mr. Bayu.
The image smiled faintly hearing the words of the father. "Thank Pa. Papa already want to understand Citra," replied Citra.
Tian listened to the boy's father's chat in silence. The young man listened to all the chatter while staring at the picture of the image he framed with sweetness.
"Oh yes. Did you hear you talking to someone again? Who's the same phone?" ask Sir. Bayu.
"Oh..this..."
The image looked at the screen of his phone. He was shocked when his phone was still connected to Tian's phone.
Mr. Bayu smiled when he saw the identity of the caller. "Papa's son already has a girlfriend turns out," seduced Pak Bayu.
Citra's face blushed when she heard the father's words. And so is Tian. The young man seemed to be commenting on the timid smile as Citra's father said that.
"Udah night, son. Now go to sleep. Tomorrow you can continue talking again," said Mr. Bayu.
"Yes Pa. Sorry if Citra's voice disturbs Papa's sleep," he replied.
Mr. Bayu smiled. The man turned around and went back to his room. But just a few steps, the man turned his head back towards Citra.
"Tomorrow your boyfriend tell you to go home. Papa same Mama peg know and want to know him," said Mr. Bayu.
The image innocently nodded. He still did not realize the meaning of the father's words.
"Yes already. Now sleep. Tomorrow you have to go to school," said Mr. Bayu again.
After saying that, Mr. Bayu turned around and walked out of the Citra room. Citra was still standing beside the window.
Tian who heard that looked excited. He seemed to have gotten the green light from Citra's parents. But a second later he started thinking.
"Papa? Didn't he call him Dad to his dad yesterday?" tanya Tian inwardly.
"Ah sebodo. The important thing is that the green light is in the pocket" he said happily.
"Mas Tian," called Citra softly.
"What's the matter Cit?" Tian asked with a smile that could not be separated from his face.
"Tomorrow Papa to meet Mas Tian," Citra said.
"Yes. I heard that. Yes, although it's not so obvious" replied Tian.
"Ep... Later I share the address loc," Citra said.
Tian frowned. He felt astonished. "Why should you share loc? Do I know your home address?" tanyakanya.
"I've moved on" replied Citra in short.
"Moved? Move to where?" ask Tian.
"Tomorrow I'll tell you. It's night time now. I. I hung up the phone first," Citra said.
Tian nodded his head. "Yes Cit. Sorry for interrupting your rest" Tian said.
Smiling image. "It's okay, Mas. I was also happy to be able to chat with Mas Tian like a gini. Yes, I hung up the phone. Assalamu'alaikum" he said.
A smile was drawn on Tian's face. The young man's heart flowered to hear the calm voice of Citra.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," Tian replied.
Tian put his phone back in the nightstand drawer. The young man then laid his body on his bed. His eyes looked at the ceiling of his room. The shadow of the smiling image filled his mind. The calm and spoiled voice of Citra swept her eardrums.
"ah! How does ABG fall in love?" Tian muttered. A smile could not be separated from his handsome face.
Satisfied with imagining Citra's face, the young man prayed and continued his adventure in dreamland.
*****
The voice of dawn sounded loud. The image opened its eyes and rushed up. He got out of bed and walked out of the room.
The image is confused. He felt strange because the shape of his house was different from usual. The girl then went down the stairs slowly. He walked right up to the kitchen.
"Lho Non Citra what? Why are you here?" tanya Bi Lani, ma'am Mirna's housekeeper.
"Eh Aunty," Citra said in shock.
Bi Lani looked at Citra in astonishment. "Non Citra what to do in the kitchen? Non-imagery hungry?" Bi Lani repeated her question.
"Eh that's Bi. Mau salat. Don't know where the prayer is?" citra.
Bi Lani smiled hearing that. "Non Citra want to pray?"
The image nodded its head. "Yes Bi. Where is the prayer?" The image is confused.
Bi Lani smiled again. "People in this house rarely pray Non. They are busy with their respective affairs" said Bi Lani.
The image was stunned to hear Bi Lani's expression. He doesn't know that nobody in this house is worshipping.
"But since Pak Bayu and Bu Mirna managed to find the existence of Non Citra, they pray again" he continued.
Image relieved to hear that. He was afraid and worried when he heard that there was no one praying in this house. But when hearing the continuation of Bi Lani's story.
"Partner" call Miss Mirna.
The image turned its head and smiled as it saw Bu Mirna walking closer towards him.
"What are you doing here?" ask Miss Mirna.
"I'll excuse you Non, Mom," said Bi Lani.
Ms. Mirna and Citra nodded their heads together.
"What are you doing here?" Miss Mirna repeated her question.
"That's Ma. Citra wanted dawn prayers. The image is confused where the place of prayer," replied Citra.
Miss Mirna smiled. "You still think it's in your old house, don't you?" said Ms. Mirna.
Imagra. "Yes Ma. Maybe Citra should get used to it again," he said.
"Yes. Slowly aja. The prayer is upstairs. Next to your room. Let us pray together," said Ms. Mirna.
The two women of different generations walked back. They went back up the stairs and continued to walk towards the place of prayer. Both then took ablution water and ready to perform prayers. It turned out that Mr. Bayu and the others were already waiting there.
The sun was showing itself. It shines its warm and comfortable light. Citra and Anne seemed to be enjoying their breakfast.
"Where was his sleep last night?" anne asked Citra.
"Alhamdulillah comfortable," replied Citra.
Anne smiled faintly at the reply of Citra. "That's convenient. The prince called, "Anne said.
"What the hell is that? I'm the same Mr. Tian nothing to do." The image tried to evade but his face could not be compromised.
"Ciyus has nothing to do with it?" goda Anne's.
"really. You will know myself I sprained if there is near him," replied Citra.
Anne blinks her lips. Then he came back to tease Citra. "Whoa. Then why did you call Mas Tian last night... Mas Tian. Hayo?"
The face of Citra is getting red. He lowered his head to hide his timid smile and tomato-like hue.
"Cie. cie. He said he was upset with Mr. Tian. But in fact.. hhmm...." Anne was getting excited about flirting with Citra.
"So Citra has a boyfriend?" Ms. Mirna joined the chat with her two children.
"Neither Ma. Anne just said it, "elak Citra.
"Anne didn't lie to Ma. Last night Papa also knew that Citra again calls her boyfriend," said Mr. Bayu.
"What the fuck? I'm the same Mas Tian. eh Pak Tian is not dating," elak Citra.
"Cie. cie.. salting cie...."
"Ih really. I'm the same Mr. Tian is not dating. We are just... just another. deket aja," he said.
"That's what I am. Shame-hearted basic. That's saying he doesn't want to. It's kind of upset that he's close to her" Anne said.
"Yes very upset. You saw for yourself yesterday in the cafeteria" Citra said.
"It's really sad that her face is red" Anne said.
The image of Kontan holding his face. "What red?" pissed Citra.
"No..." Anne put a small mirror on the image.
The sweet girl received the mirror and looked at him. Sure enough, his face was red. He immediately returned the mirror to Anne.
"Truly dating is also okay Cit. You are this big. Papa the same mom agrees if you are the same what was her name? Tian huh?" said Ms. Mirna.
The image nodded timidly. His face turned red again because of his mother's words.
"Yes. You told him not yet that Papa would meet him?" ask Mr. Bayu.
Not yet Citra replied, they were suddenly startled by the sound.
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