Destiny Love Nirmala

Western Ufuk

Time is turning, the sun is rolling to the western horizon. The dim sky grew darker, signaling the turn of the day had reached its final point. The day is now changing night, the world was originally bright because of the reflection of golden light, it is now pitch black without a single beam of light.

"Wake loe!" Arman shook Nirmala's body using his feet so that the girl lying on the prayer mat was awakened from a beautiful dream. "Heh, wake...!!" Arman kicked his son's stomach.

Nirmala was very tired, still asleep. Although Arman is getting tighter shaking his tired body. "Heh, you brat. Wake loe!!!"

Arman rode apitam, he walked towards the bathroom to carry a bucket of cold water. In a matter of seconds, Nirmala's body became drenched because the middle-aged man splashed water. Mukena who was attached to the body was no less wet, Nirmala immediately woke up and looked at Arman with a look so sweet.

"Why did Papa water Mala?" lirih Nirmala shivered in coldness. He crossed his hands while rubbing both arms.

"Why do you say loe?" angrily Arman pulled Nirmala's face towards the wall. "Look! What time is it? I'm starving, you want me dead, huh??" Arman slammed into Nirmala's face.

"Ma-sorry Pa... Mala overslept, today was very tired," replied the girl bitterly.

"Gue don't want to be horrified whatever reason loe, which I want .. loe now wake up, keep masakin me food!!" arman's orders were to be executed at that very moment.

"L-yes Pa... Even change clothes first yes.." added Nirmala inching slowly.

Arman did not care about his daughter's condition, although at the moment the girl looked very pitiful. Pias' lips and shivering body were unable to melt the hardness of Arman's heart.

"Gue wait at the dinner table. I give you fifteen minutes. If so, see what I do!" threatening Arman with a fist. He pulled a step towards the dining room that was downstairs.

Nirmala rubbed her chest while she was preaching. The strands of prayer tirelessly always poured out to the Khalik, wishing kindness to his beloved father. "Sabar Mala. You just need to be patient and not until when."

As fast as lightning, Nirmala changed her wet clothes with a dry shirt from inside the closet. He was shoveling his feet up the stairs. Don't want to make Arman wait too long.

Arriving in the kitchen, Nirmala mixes herbs and ingredients that will be cooked deftly. Although the eyes still feel sticky and the body is very tired. However, Nirmala did not want to complain. Every single thing he felt, no one else needed to know.

"It's Pa, dinner." Nirmala arranged the two dishes she cooked lovingly.

"Well, that's called a kid who knows himself!" sarcas Arman gulps in saliva because the food that Nirmala if is Arman's favorite cuisine. Rendang jengkol and tempe mendoan.

Nirmala frowns because she only realized after returning from campus did not see a reflection of her face. "Where to go, Pa? Why, not dinner?"

Arman turned his head, clearly visible expression of dislike from the scratches that shrivel. "Dih, kepo huh...?"

Nirmala shook her head. "It's not so, Pa. Usually he's the most excited when told to have dinner. It's tumben-tumbenan, nothing."

Arman clucked, "Nala went clubbing. He's got a wide association. Not like loe, it's too stupid holy pretender. Eh.. gaulnya the same rice-seller's son sat, how is not more madesu it face?!"

"Udah ah, I'm hungry. Loe mending far away, I'm allergic if the same deck-dropper son of the unlucky carrier!" berang Arman expels the existence of Nirmala from before him.

Nirmala sighed softly, as soon as possible moving from the dining room to the room nuanced lilac color. The place where he took off the increasingly heavy fatigue of life.

Beautiful eyes back together, tiredness paid off already. Nirmala looks peaceful in the cradle of the dream world. Although the face with dark circles around the eyes, it was unable to hide that he was tired and needed the backing of an increasingly crazed world.

Nirmala's body shivered again, someone's hand pulled a blanket to cover Nirmala. "No need GR, I'm just saying it's just a pity. Because at any time, my heart can't accept that you are my flesh and blood!"

Arman, who had slipped into Nirmala's room, quickly pulled his steps out because he did not want the girl to wake up and look at her with a look of astonishment.

...***...

"This is the one we're waiting for from yesterday!" A person with several piercings in the ears, welcomed the arrival of the girl who was wearing mini all-round clothing. "Where did Joe go, suddenly say that? Yesterday many gadun keyong reyong nyariin elo!" say a man half man half woman.

Nala sat next to the person with both hands propped up onto the table. "Gue was busy. So, just come back here today."

"Yes, if it's personal, I don't want to interfere, neik. It's just a pity that nyariin loe semalem, beuh make my uterus vibrate!" tell the pierced man.

Nala giggles, "Woy.. Where does Loe have a uterus, Tono?! I'm getting lost and I have friends!"

A person called Tono flicked his hand to the side of the ear as if playing with long hair. "Ish... yey mill, my name is not Tono leech, but Seus Andin! Remember beautiful, Seus Andin!!"

Nala shook her head while laughing but without making a sound. "As far as you are, Tono! Inget yes, that loe name is Tono not Andin! So don't be pretentious....!"

Tono mendelik. "Alemong deh I, got a macem loe, Nala. Look out loe yes, I will not love tajir twisting again!!"

"Bodo!!" sahut Nala is short. "Gue already has Sakti. One belom abis I porotin!!" Nala raised her eyebrows up.

"Loe doesn't know who Sakti is yet, cin. He's famous here. From what I heard, yes, the man of the bastotan will not blush as soon as he dapetin what he wanted," said Tono ambigu. However, Nala could understand the direction of the soft-boned man's conversation.

"Please, Ton. I'm not a new player, how much om-om have I spent? But see, I'm fine and I'm still virgin!" sergeant Nala though inwardly harbors doubt.

Tono grunting. "Serah loe dah, neik. I only know about Loe. Be careful with Sakti, he's very ferocious."

Nala hugged her best friend at the night entertainment venue. "OK-okay, thanks a lot Tono dear.believe me, someone like om Sakti even though I will make a knee!"

Nala let her body enjoy every beat of music, with her hands serving her mouth, which was feeling a great thirst. Already two bottles of drinks that he gave up, his common sense eroded because of the devil's drink.

...*****...

...Minal Aidin wal Faidzin's. Taqaballahu Minna Waminkum Shiyamana Sashiyamakum....

...Sorry Born Bathin for everything. Happy Eid Al-Fitr 🥰🙏🙏...