Earth Angel

Chapter 35: Anxious

Now takiyo and seina are on their way to seina's grandfather's house. Along the way seina told me a lot about her condition while in America. Takiyo just listen, as a good father takiyo always prioritizes everything for the happiness of the princess.

"Dad. I wanted the arrsyad to be mine, but he was always cold to me. How about what I should do?" Whine seina while shaking takiyo's hand while driving.

"Dad had one plan. But, you have to sacrifice something precious from yourself." Takiyo.

"What plan is that?"

"We're gonna trap him"

"Prapped it." Mumbled seina in the heart.

"Guess what that means?"

"You'll see" Takiyo said with a cheerful smile.

***

Arrsyad had just woken up from his sleep, now he was sleeping in a room with andre. Believe me all night arrsyad hardship to sleep how not, while sleeping your body always just rolled around and over here and there, sometimes his hands and feet hit the body and face of the arrsyad and the worst of all andre was soiled that his pillow got wet.

Arrsyad sat himself on the side of the body of Andre who was still sleeping, arrsyad saw andre's open mouth made his saliva come out wet the pillow.

"disgusting." Inner arrsyad.

Adzan shubuh has been reverberating. Arrsyad got out of bed, walked to the bathroom to wash your face while committing to carry out his duties as a Muslim.

Arrsyad held a prayer rite to perform the shajuh prayer. Don't forget he's wearing andre's sarong and peci. Finished performing the shabuh prayer, arrsyad tidied up the prayer mat and holsters and peci owned by andre. Arrsyad shook his head when he saw his best friend was still asleep.

"Dre wake up" said the arrsyad by shaking andre's body.

"Hem"

"You pray shajuh first."

"Hem" muttered andre with his eyes still closed.

Arrsyad rolled his eyes lazily. Because it was upset at andre who was still reluctant to move from his sleep arrsyad pulled the blanket with his firmness to make the body of andre who was rolled by the blanket immediately rolled and fell down.

Bruugg...

"Ouch" Andre cried in pain.

"So the time is up." Say arrsyad while throwing a blanket on the mattress.

"I'm still sleepy" Gerutu andre.

Andre was now awake with his torso that was painful due to a fall. Andre squinted his eyes at the arrsyad.

"It sucks so early this morning it's been shit." Inner andre.

"Why are you still sitting. Pray fast." Arrsyad's orders can no longer be denied.

"Yes, yes, I also want to pray. But my body hurts all, it's because of you."

"Reason"

Andre snorted in annoyance, with limping steps andre walked towards the bathroom. Arrsyad who saw him just smiled bitterly.

Arrsyad came out of the room to make breakfast for himself as well. When the arrsyad has reached the kitchen he became reminded of a middle-aged woman who became a maid in his home, so far bi aminah has been taking good care of arrsyad. Long time not met with bi aminah makes arrsyad miss the figure of the middle-aged woman.

"Later in the afternoon I have to go home." Inner arrsyad.

First the arrsyad slices the mustard pakcoy to slice, cutting the carrot with a dice cut. Andre who had just reached the kitchen immediately looked in admiration at his best friend. How not andre saw a handsome man like arrsyad could cook that jam.

"Well, he's a lot cooler when he's in the kitchen." Inner andre.

Andre walked closer to the direction where Arrsyad was busy cutting vegetables.

"You cook what it is." Andre asked while watching the arrsyad hand that was cutting the sausage.

"Look at it later" he replied nonchalantly.

Andre just nodded, he preferred to sit himself in the dining table seat while paying attention to the arrsyad.

Ten minutes passed, now the fried rice made arrsyad was ready. Arrsyad has arranged the still hot fried rice into the plate for himself and for andre as well.

"Eat" said the arrsyad while placing a plate of fried rice in front of andre.

Arrsyad had already sat in front of andre, reading the prayer before eating, after praying arrsyad directly ate his fried rice without caring andre who was now staring at his own fried rice.

"It looks delicious and smells good, even tempting tastes. But sure this can be eaten?" Ask andre hesitated.

"Sunny" said the arrsyad with a mouth that was chewing.

Andre took a spoonful of fried rice and put it in his mouth, chewing and chewing until swallowed.

"Enak" Andre said with a twinkle.

Arrsyad who heard him just smiled a little, saw andre who increasingly greedily ate his homemade fried rice made arrsyad laugh.

"Just relax eating it again no one will snatch"

Andre who was enjoying his fried rice suddenly stopped because he was ashamed of the arrsyad. Without anyone else talking they continued to eat the fried rice.

***

Back again to seina who was reading the information, her father's men had submitted to seina directly in a red map containing information about arrsyad. Seina seemed to growl dislike when she read it.

Seina threw a paper containing all the arrsyad information on the floor. Seina inexhaustibly thought that the cold man arrsyad was in love with someone, the most seina disbelieve arrsyad even loved a blind girl should arrsyad choose her perfect self without any flaw.

"So the name of the girl you love is zhivana. Just by the name, I am tired. Zhivana Khoirun Nisa the blind veiled girl. You think you're gonna win me just look I'm gonna make sure that blind lady never gets the arrsyad."

"I became curious about the real figure of the blind woman. As beautiful as she is that her face is covered" said Seina with a bewitching smile.

Seina took her small bag and passed out of the house leaving the paper still scattered on the floor.

***

Meanwhile, with Azwar who was agitated thinking about yesterday's events, he was afraid of losing zhivana. In his heart, azwar felt that zhivana had unusual feelings for arrsyads.

Azwar looked out the window. Seen the santri putra is passing by. On his desk there are several stacks of books that azwar must check. Not forgetting the break time taught him this azwar ordered a glass of sweet tea, clearly visible smoke is still steaming. Azwar sipped his sweet tea little by little, it felt warm and fresh.

Azwar looked around the teachers' room. There are only a few ustadz there, maybe they have returned to teaching because the bell has rung again. His mind.

Azwar fused his own fingers, his body always feeling cold when the air was hot. Perhaps the effects of the disease he suffered. His body is getting thinner, making those closest to him always ask, azwar who answered always reasoned that he was increasingly difficult to eat.

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