DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

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DKAS #10

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Like our plan last night..

I woke up early this morning..

To the bathroom first, only 10 minutes I spent taking a shower and wudhuk this morning..

After praying..

I started standing in front of my makeup mirror..

I who do not really like a lot of makeup just wear moisturizer on the face combined with a sprinkling of thin powder and lipsbalm polish on my lips.. my house shirt is replaced with jens pants combined with a white shirt with long sleeves hijab in line with my pants do not forget my favorite snackers and a small sling bag that makes a relaxing effect..

After all the preparation rituals are finished..

I sat on the porch of the house with a cup of warm tea..

While waiting for the arrival of the baby picked me up..

"So the ci?"

Ask auntie to come up to me on the porch

"Yes bi" I answered briefly

"What time's it going?" Ask aunt again

"It was 6 bi" I explained

"Oh.alright.be careful on the street.remember.obey "abstinence and prohibition" on every place you visit"aunty's father.

"God willing" I replied swiftly...

I also sipped my tea after finishing my speech..

But I can still see my aunt's smile..

aunt still faithfully accompanied me sitting on the porch of the house..

You also saw a CBR motor in the house..

Drivers wear a jens panajng with a white T-shirt combined with a plain black jacket with two white lines on each sleeve..

I'm the one who doesn't usually see that bike frowning me..

But someone opened his helmet to answer my frown..

"Assallamuaallaikum aunt.suci"

Greetings to the master as he approached us

"Waallaikumsalam" in unison with me and aunt

"Wah.ni jerky guy too" my inner

"Yes.nak....."

"Mayu aunty" cut the baby who knows that my aunt who does not know his name..

Aunty knows all the faces that come to my house

Almost every night..

But.he does not know with certainty their names..

"Hmm.iya bayu.but, please take care and bring the sacred back with nothing less than one yes?!" remind my aunt of the baby..

"Every aunt" she replied with passion..

I can only be a witness to the conversation of aunt and baby...

I felt their conversation was over saying goodbye to aunt and kissing her hand before leaving but it was also followed by the baby..

"Ni polite boy is also "inner me again

While stepping towards the motorbike the baby parked..

But suddenly a helmet was placed on me..

I remember the helems I saw right on my baby's lap when he came were in my head.

After she felt the helems I was wearing were OK..

Bayu re-wearing the helmet that had been in Dikanya earlier..

"There's no metic motor"

I asked the baby

"No!" Answer is short

"Whose bike you bring here every day?" My investigation

"That's the motor of salsa etching" he replied as he glanced at me

"Etek salsa his sister my mother.gue will stay here with him" explained the baby because he saw the change in my face..

With a heavy breath

"Hhhh.lah" I said while riding to the bike, which the baby had been first..

"Don't you like my bike?" Look at the baby looking behind him

"Not like, the idea is more comfortable with a metic motor" I tried to explain..

"Sorry.if you make loe uncomfortable.gue can not bring his bike etch salsa" the sound of the baby low.

"Why apologize.loe is not wrong.this is really good" I tried to make your baby happy.

"Yes.thank you" with his smile pointed at me..

I can only return your smile again..

Then the baby looks forward again and turns on the bike..

We left my yard..