Contract Rahim
RK - Chapter 42
Opening and closing a book are two different sides. Currently Erlangga faced with that reality, should Erlangga close the book tightly or just open the sheet without incising ink in it. Or did he have to fill in sheet after sheet of the book with his new story to the last point.
Erlangga was awed to look at the glass cabinet which contained a neatly arranged charter in it, not only did the gold medal charter come lined up to decorate the glass cabinet. It turned out that the mother of one child was not a random girl. He is a taekwondo athlete. Almost a year Erlangga lived with Yara, only today the man knows the other side of the wife he had wasted so far. It is fitting that Yara's personality is very different from Amira.
The mother-of-one, so polite, calm, patient and understanding so broad. It is amazing that the girl, not enough to get there, it turns out that Yara is also one of the best hafidzah level Aliyah Madrasah in the province. Currently Erlangga stared fixed photo of the old mother of one child, who was standing wearing a white uniform of ash combined with hijab syar'i that framed his father's face. Yara is receiving a special award from her school as a form of appreciation for outstanding students.
It appears that the girl is receiving the award certificate as the best Hafizah and the symbol of a cash prize of thirty million given directly by one of the youngest donors. Why exactly did Erlangga look fed up at the figure of a fat man who was next to Yara, who was recorded as a permanent donor at a famous boarding school.
Erlangga narrowed down to read a short subuah caption but was able to disturb his heart "The ideal priest candidate" intended for the fat man in the photo. Erlangga could not understand how the ayu girl made a fat man whose weight almost reached one hundred and twenty kilos was included in his life list.
When compared to him is very far away, it is impossible if the smart girl and seayu Yara dream of dating the terrible sumo man. I don't know what Yara saw from that ugly man.
Satisfied with his own assumptions, Erlangga finally returned the old photo into the closet as before. Erlangga stepped back to the bed. He lay his body slowly to rest, but unfortunately the black eyes never closed. The shadow of the ayu girl began to creep through his mind, engraved with a sweet smile that was always reviewed from his tiny lips.
Erlangga tried to throw the shadow of Yara who began to interfere with her activities by scooping her own face rough, but unfortunately the shadow was increasingly clearly spinning in her memory.
"Damn, why did I become like this..!"
Erlangga rose again from the fall. He sat on the edge of the bed, his thoughts and heart began to be difficult to manage. Finally Erlangga stepped towards the nightstand snatching his car keys.
Today Erlangga is really like a crazy person, he just does not know the more dominant ready that began to interfere with his mind at this time. Erlangga went down the stairs, calling Mbok Nah who was in the kitchen.
"Mbok, please lock all the doors. I'm out looking for Yara, maybe tomorrow I'll just go home..!"
"Where are you going to go, gini night..? Shouldn't it be tomorrow with..?"
Ask the hawatir symbok.
"Can't be mbok, I'm worried about the state of the two of them. Help do'a yes..!"
Pinta Erlangga on mbok Nah, the man looked agitated. After almost two weeks the girl disappeared, not knowing the limb. Arriving at Alex's residence, the man quickly knocked on the black-painted door.
"Erlangga...! Come on in..!"
Take Alex to his best friend.
"Where's Lex, is there any new information..?"
Cecar Erlangga was impatient.
"Not yet Ga, just from informasis the last point of Amira's existence when carrying Yara was on the outskirts of the city to the south...!"
"Wouldn't we go down that direction, Lex..?"
"Now Ga..? You're not crazy, are you..? It's been quite a night...!"
Alex tried to remind Erlangga who looked agitated.
"I don't care about Lex. They had left the house too long..!"
"OKAY...! Then let me drive..!"
Erlangga handed Alex the car keys. At seven o'clock in the morning the two men finally reached the place they were headed. Erlangga impatiently the man went down to ask the mother who looked then tares to go to the farm.
"Sorry mom...! Have you ever seen anyone in this photo..?"
Erlangga asked while showing a photo of Yara holding Ezra, but the mother said that she shook her head
"Sorry sir, I've never seen...! Ask the market, the goods are there..!"
"No sir, from here about three more kilos..!"
"All right, thank you...!"
Erlangga returned to the car trying to follow the instructions of the mother. Arriving at the market that the mother was talking about, Erlangga again asked the same thing to different people. The answer is all the same they never saw the hijab girl. With a disappointed heart Erlangga back into the car, when Erlangga sat down, his eyes accidentally caught the figure of a young hijab mother carrying a baby.
"Wait a minute I'll see it...!"
Erlangga went down with quick steps, the man approached the young mother who was followed by Alex from behind.
Without permission Erlangga directly held the shoulder of the hijab woman.
"Yara...!"
Call Erlangga lirih. The young mother turned her back.
"Sorry, who is it...?"
Ask the foreign woman.
"I'm sorry we got the wrong guy..!"
Erlangga immediately turned his body towards his car again.
"You have to stay patient, don't give up I'm sure that a good girl like your wife must be a lot of people helping her...!"
Erlangga was silent the man did not answer Alex's words. Only this time Erlangga felt such regret hitting her mind. Indeed Erlangga has not fully accepted Yara in his life, but the girl began to tease his heart lately.
Even the man began to feel a void without Yara's presence by his side. Erlangga so missed the little routine that Yara used to do for her. Erlangga no longer feel the pleasure of a cup of Yara concoction coffee, even the man began to rarely eat breakfast, because the man did not like if his needs were prepared by others.
This morning in a different place, Yara and Nek Sah were having a warm conversation in the kitchen, two different generation women were busy in the kitchen, Yara was cooking a side dish, while Nek Sah was fond of baby Ez.
"Would he cook what Grandma..?"
Yara asked, the young mother was afraid of wrongly concocting the seasoning.
"Only cook spicy acid, son...!"
Grandma kisses the cheek of Ezra.
Yara deftly concocted spicy acid seasoning, the girl had also been asked by Erlangga to cook the same menu. Even the man was recklessly teaching how to make delicious spicy acids.
"O yes Grandma, when do you think grandma's granddaughter came home to see grandma..? You see I feel bad because I occupy his room without permission...!"
Yara said that she did feel bad about the situation. I don't know every time the young mother asked about the donotur father, Yara's chest rumbled and her heartbeat pumped faster. Until now Yara does not know the name of the man who became a donor at the boarding school where Yara demanded knowledge. They only met a few times. But the personality of the fat man was able to captivate the heart of the seventeen-year-old girl at that time.
"Don't worry, the Eagle is still visiting me for a long time, maybe two more months he's here..! Even if she comes home, you can sleep with grandma..!"
Grandma's soft voice, Sah's grandmother's speech sounded no burden at all. Yara nodded in response to the old lady's old-looking words.
"Green..!"
Yara said in her heart, actually there are many things that Yara wants to ask about the man called Eagle by the Sah grandmother, but Yara undoes her intentions.
It seems pointless to ask about the man. At present she is the wife of Erlangga. It was not appropriate for him to ask about another man.
Even though Erlangga did not love him but still the man was his priest. She must keep her husband's honor as the word of God found in Surah An-Nisa verse 34, "The woman who prays is the one who obeys God and keeps herself when her husband is not there, for Allah has preserved (them)."
