Fake Friend

Many Teachings to God

I went into the room to immediately clean my body that felt sticky because it was not exposed to water all day. With a quick movement all the clothes that are attached are off and immediately flushed the body.

Fresh, that's the right word expressed for my current mood. The fragrance of the bath soap I just picked up felt like it had penetrated the entire vein of hope. I don't want to finish my bath quickly. Not satisfied with leaving the water very fresh.

There was the sound of the Maghrib. I immediately rushed to get a towel and dried the water spots on my body. Get dressed and get water.

All surrender to God.

Revealing all my complaints, asking for the smoothness of my relationship with Kak Gilang until the event ahead. Take the Qur'an mushaf for me to read for a while. Calm down my feelings reading verse by verse. As if my anxiety is gone. Anxious to imagine that it would belong to someone.

The clock has shown at 07:00, opened the door and folded back. Looking around the room for another two months will rarely stay. Maybe I'll miss this room. The room I've been living in for a few years, has given me a lot of memories.

It was in this room that I felt the beginning of my suffering because of the trauma of my past. The past has driven me almost crazy. In this room I also spent time getting up from the slump. Room that gives me a lot of spirit, one of which is the pillow adoration of the heart. Judging from the shape is equally no different from other pillows. But I don't know why if I use that pillow I fall asleep. What later when I get married and live in my husband's house should be brought too huh? I took the pillow and I kissed. It feels calm my brain smells it.

My eyes were fixed on the calendar on the table. I'll count the next two months starting today. The first line starts tomorrow. Estimating the next two months is not a long time. That was exactly on the day of Lebaran.

Geck!

Geck!

Instantly my daydreams were broken.

" Nisa...," was busy calling from behind the door.

" Yes ma'am" I answered and opened the door for Mom.

Chequek!

" Let's eat son, it's night," I walked after Mother, holding her hand spoiledly leaning my head on her shoulder. As if I didn't want to be away from my mother. Like a chick that's scared in its mother's dwelling.

" Woalah Deck...Dek..., soon want to be the wife of people really spoiled To Dek..," said Mother who was amazed by my behavior.

" Biain, Nisa wants to be content with Mom," I said indifferently with Mother's words.

" Deck, from tomorrow you have to learn to cook, at your in-laws' house later you should be able to make the family members happy at home. If they like to eat at home, it means they will feel at home," said Mother advised me.

When we arrived at the dinner table, I listened to Mother's precious advice. Although now Mama Kak Gilang is very dear to me but with his love, do not let us continue to take it lightly on him. We must learn that those who love us will not be disappointed.

Mother with her attention took rice for my father and myself. While Bang Raga was already pouting because mother allowed herself to take her own rice.

" Mum.., Raga plate is still empty, Mom. Raga time did not take it alone," said Raga who was spoiled and seen the joints of her face.

" Learn for Adults, because you will be the head of the family" said Mother advising Raga.

" It was taken Nisa, Raga kok no Bu.., I do not love Raga," said Raga who did not want to lose.

" It's quiet Bang.sini Nisa take it, all Nisa want to learn to serve Nisa's husband if Nisa is married later," I said casually and spontaneously published a smile from the lips of Father and Mother. Starting with the little things. And that little thing made them proud of me.

" Good son father, you must study often, Dek. kudu often pray.., married people are many exams. Many endeavors to Allah ask to be launched and given health until the day," said the father gave a very valuable advice. Anyway these two months, advice is just what they will say. Until the memory of my head will be full because most of the theories from Father and Mother. When you get married, you just run it.

" Yes Well," I said with a nod of my head trying to be a submissive child.

We ate some super duper delicious mother's cooking. Simple but delicious on the tongue. It's true said Mother, from now on I have to learn, if we can please people's stomach then the person will be happy also to us.

After dinner, Mom and Dad told me on the terrace, look for the wind, he said, while looking at people passing by on the street. I cleaned the table and happily washed the dirty dishes. When I was done and done, I went back to my room.

The phone rings, a sign of a call coming in. A number I don't know. And repeatedly ringing, wondering who the hell is calling back and forth. I touch the green button.

" Hello Assalamualaikum,"

" W..wa'alaikum Salam Who is this?,"

" This is Uge Sa...,"

" Yes...What's the matter Ge.., tomorrow I can come to your house not Sa.., my father and mother tomorrow want to go to the city he said all want to stop by your house,"

" How could Ge.., I can't give you a decision, my fiance is also here just came home, afraid not good with my father because he received a male guest in my house,"

" What chance Ge...,"

" I love you Sa.., the chance to be your life partner,"

I was still stunned to hear Uge's words that were straight to the point. Without thinking about the feelings of others.

" Sa.., Sa.., you don't like me. Yeah...,"

" iya Ge...,"

" Eh, sorry Not so Ge.., I'm getting married soon, please don't come after me again Ge..,

you are also a good person, surely you will get a better woman than me.

"But you're different Sa...,"

Geck! poke!

" Nisa's got you up ahead" mother screamed to me.

" Yes, Mom..,"

" Oh yes Ge.there are guests, I died first yes.., Assalamualaikum, "

" Tu..wait Sa...," mobile.dead, Nisa closed her call without first listening to Uge's last words.

"Wa.wa'alaikum Salam,"

Until whenever I like you. Don't forbid I like you. I will sacrifice my soul to get you, if I am not able to retreat.

In Nisa's room

I'm sorry Ge, I don't want to give you hope. If only friends, I can but the problem is soon my status is different and my marriage is getting closer. Could have failed my marriage just because of a misunderstanding.

Who is the guest who comes gini nights, just want to rest, already disturbed.

I wear my instant hijab and wear a black sweater, because the sleeves I wear are short-sleeved. I walked in front of the mirror looking at my face that was very pale from exhaustion, picking up the sow powder and the liptint. Perfects.

Walking out to the terrace, wondering who the night-night uninvited guests come. Sayup-sayup is heard talking outside. Mom laughs sometimes because she is happy. My curiosity is growing, I've never been this happy when I talk.

Guests who deserve a thumbs up have made mothers laugh out loud.

My steps at the end of the door. I was surprised to see the person who came tonight turned out to be Brother Bima came with his Papa. Mr. Lecturer the Bald-headed killer. His bald head was as shiny as my Lamborghini. If exposed to the hot sun, it will be glare we see it.

I was almost fixated, maybe Mom and Dad could chat with Bima and Papa until happy.

" Here Nisa recognize this friend of your Father, Papa Bima is the same father's match Mother, " I salute Mr. Lecturer who I have known for a long time with a face made as sweet as possible to make it look friendly. Later back and forth, Mr. Dosen got Diabetes because of my very sweet smile.

" O.., that means mom and dad in a mate, I just know yes. ..," said I who made Mom blush embarrassed.

Pantes Mom laughed so hard, apparently a guest who came old friend father. It will be mosquito repellent here. I'm sure he won't talk later.

A dish I saw was already on the table, but it was a bundle of what yes. There was a package that caught my attention. I can't lie to my sight. My guess is that the food that was bought was specifically to be brought to this house. Bima noticed my sight.

" You see What Sa..kamu want, just take it Brother deliberately bought for you," said Kak Bima offering a package of snacks to me.

" Truly Brother," said I who was very excited like getting a lottery.

" Yes, take it, this is special for you.", Bima said to me.

Well, when I want to get married really at the arrival of charming young people. Just now I rejected Uge, this has come Bima Brother who is very attentive.

If I had a twin brother 4. I divide them one by one. Not so much in pursuit of men. What do they see in my face. Just ordinary style. Mute face number 9, body posture okelah. But about fashion I still lose far with the city girls here.