ENDRO, THE BODYGUARD

LONGING

"You must be very scared, right?" Endro asked with his guilt. He touched Nummi's cold cheek. The girl's body was covered like her body at that time.

"Very..." Sahut Nummi is still grumbling a little. "But I'm more afraid if Om's okay." He really looks worried.

"I'm sorry Om, honey... You don't have to worry. It's fine, it's fine." Endro calmed the girl. "Now we go home. Already maghrib..." Invite Endro to divert their feelings.

"Relope..." Sahut Nummi while nodding small. His hands swiftly twitched in Endro's burly arms. With a doubtful step, Endro left his wife's navel. Her tears are back. It was just that, rainwater flowed down her cheeks and removed her trace of sadness from Nummi's sight.

(Crying... Because your tears won't bring down your pride...

He was a weapon before that power came to annihilate your sorrows.)

After a few minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the simple minimalist home of the Endro residence.

Ha ha hacieuuhhh...

"Omm? Om okay, right?" Nummi asked in a panic when she heard the sneezing sound created from Endro's mouth.

"Yes, honey... Om is fine. Hacieu...." Endro said with his voice that sounded nasal and sneezed back.

"Yeah... The voice of Om bindeng... How can it be okay..." Sumut Nummi while approaching Endro.

"It's okay, honey. Later Om ask to be made ginger water with honey the same Bi Hana, can be cured immediately, dear. It's just a little cold." Endro. "You're in the gih. Change your clothes, your hair and body. Let's not follow the cold..."

"But Om really is okay, right?" Urge Nummi so that Endro does not lie and hide his condition at that time.

"Yes... It's okay." Press Endro.

"alright... Nummi go to the room first huh, Om." The pamitnya while moving from there. After seeing Endro's nod and thin smile, Nummi walked over with a little to her feet so that the floor she passed was not too muddy due to the falling water from her soaked body.

There was still time for maghrib, Nummi rushed to clean himself so that it was not too late to perform the three rakaat worship at that time.

After his duty was done, Nummi laid his body on his bed. He felt like his body was being attacked by thousands of ants, so painful, cramping and uncomfortable. Several times his breath sounded heavy and moaned because of it.

"Yes Allah.my body is rained a little bit from Om Endro, so it's aching like this. Then what about Om Endro, huh?" Gumam Nummi thinks of the owner of the house that he currently occupies.

Without even thinking about it, Nummi got up and walked out of her room. He directed his steps towards Endro's room.

His heart was so agitated when it reached the door of the room. He was nervous there. He hesitated about to knock on the door of the room that was in front of him at that moment.

Long standing while pacing back and forth, Numi also dared herself to knock on the door of Endro's room.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Of... It's Nummi, Om..." He half yelled. But there is no truth from within. He did the same thing this afternoon. So he took the initiative to find the figure of Endro to the funeral. Impatiently waiting, Nummi took the initiative to open the middle-aged man's own room door. He again worried about the figure of Endro who lately turned into a teenager who just experienced falling in love.

"Om Endrooo...!" Pekik Nummi instantly. He ran after Endro who was asleep on the floor curled up like a cold person.

"Yes Allah, Om... Om's body is hot..." Nummi looked panicked. "Bi Hanaa... Mr. Haruuun..." His shout called out to the two workers in the house who were already like family to Endro.

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Nummi lays her tired body over her bedroom bed. His tears had just stopped after Endro convinced himself that the middle-aged man was already fine.

Several times he flipped his body, but his two eyeballs never closed. He got back up, sat back together and ruffled his long hair.

He had a flat object on his bedside nightstand. He pressed the contact button and found his bundle number. Without looking to think, Nummi pressed the green button with the phone handle even though the wall clock indicates the time is late.

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

Assalamu'alaikum son, Mother...~ Sounded a greeting so quickly from across.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Mother..." Legally. His eyes seemed to be glazed when he heard the sound of his mother greeting. Like a deep longing.

Aye, Honey... Why, Son? Kok Tumb's...~ Question his mother hangs when she hears his sobbing.

"Bu un daaa..." Calling lirih.

Baby... You cry, son?~ The mother asked anxiously and a panicked-sounding voice.

"Hiks... Hix... Hix... Nummi longs, Bundaaa..." Whistle. It seemed like she had indeed held back the tightness for quite a long time, and when she heard the voice of the Bundanyu she immediately cried.

With the insistence of her Mother from across, Nummi told a long story about the uneg-uneg and feeling in her chest, until her tears stopped and her chest again felt airy.

"Thank you, Mother... Sorry to bother Mom and Dad at night. Assalamu'alaikum..." His words seemed so relieved.

After getting her greeting answer from across the street, Nummi ended their call. He laid back his body and fell asleep in the not too distant future.

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