
AUTHOR POV
The sound of the chanting of the holy verse sounds so melodious, accompanying Friday afternoon which will slowly change with the evening when the twilight dimmed replaced the thick of the night sky. He said praying a lot in the afternoon on Friday is the time that mustajab so that the prayer is immediately affirmed by the Catholic, likewise with what is done by a married couple who will soon become parents to their three children. Today, it is exactly 4 months of Kiyara's gestational age, although it has only entered the second semester tri but the big stomach is like the person who entered the last semester only.
“Makasih, Aunt ... may the baby three-pound always healthy and in love with God, God,” said one of the little girls after getting envelopes and parcels containing snacks for orphans invited by the Dave and Kiyara families to enliven the four-monthly event, aside from the yasin congregation group which is routinely held once a month in the mosque complex.
“Aamiin, thank you, you also may always be blessed with health and kindness by Allah S.W.T,” Kiyara replied as she reached out her hand rubbing the head of the cute girl.
“Aaamiin .. thank you Aunt, can Ala hold aunty?” the question, it turns out that the little girl is still slurred, can not call the letter r correctly.
“Boleh, here hold Nak,” said Kiyara while carrying Ara's tiny hand on her stomach.
“Wah, peyut Aunt besaalll once ..” he said amazed.
Kiyara, replied with a gentle smile, slowly one by one the invited guests left the house leaving his family and close friends alone and a friend of his husband during high school was a friend who indirectly told the figure of Kiyara in a broken home like Dave's teen.
The Flashback
The anticipated Monday arrived, for the committee of the new student orientation period is the most pleasant thing besides being able to show power as a senior, he said, they can also be easier to target a younger class who can be the target of his love journey or can also be like a German crossbreed man who intends to target his younger brother level to be the next victim of bullying.
The color of the eyeball is different from most other people, making his presence the center of attention .. especially his handsome face is also a body that is much more visible like a mature man, tall, strapping, sturdy, tend to be burly for the age of high school children, making innocent spies of Junior High School graduates tempted to always look at him closely.
“Dave, you know the name that yesterday we incer Veronica Ningtyas ... which we think is really pretty because of her name .. look at the boy.” Rendi's finger pointed at the plaster standing in the middle of the field with two other people, Dave's eyes immediately followed the direction pointed, and at that moment he reflexively patted Rendi's shoulders slightly powered.
“That's great where's the item again. Damn you ... !”
“Hahaha .. lu know one of our younger class, there was when his Junior High was very famous who won the OSN-Biology mengakilin Indonesia, but unfortunately once fitting SMP had been a victim of bullying as well, he said his body was bige.”
“Which I know, I heard the gossip just source from lu.”
“Hahaha ... You bule dodol, I'm telling you this. Well ... tu-tuh .. original not very big anyway Kiyara, just since he got bullied he became very insecure, felt himself the biggest.”
Dave, who is curious about smart girls but, also exposed to bullying also saw the direction his friend pointed. Then a naughty grin was embedded in his thin lips, when he saw the body gesture Kiyara.
“The face is perfect, only the body is less sexy... uh not less sexy, emang no sexy-sexy at all ding,” monologue in the heart.
“Nah ... that's my next victim.” Rendi shook her head, everything Dave saw was the next victim of her bon cab mouth.
“You are here first.” Dave, put his foot closer to Kiyara and without his sturdy torso immediately nudged Kiyara's body hard and …
“Eh, fat if the road clay-wild dong!”
Flashback off
“Gue guess will not see you again Dave,” said Rendi while giving a small blow to the shoulder of her friend who likes to bully during High School and somehow can even mate with her own bully victim.
“Ha ha ha, it should be the cave that says rowdy to elo .. since you graduated High School your number has never been active again, your social media is also not active, I think you die where, where, why is there no news at all,” replied Dave.
“Sorry, I don't know my bokap aja, he sent all my friends and ngasingin me at LN, he said let me focus on college.”
“Ha ha ha, wanted in LN .. yes to the pedaleman cake so you become a true environmentalist. Here you I know my family with my wife's family,” take Dave and then go around introducing bully partners when high school first and last introduced him to the wife who is still busy chatting with her friends.
From afar Dave could see his wife, whose cheeks looked more slender than the last time he saw her in Germany, it turns out that the pregnancy of triplets makes the body weight of the wife rose because her children are getting bigger but the mother like to lose weight when viewed from the shape of her cheeks that are not how chubby anymore but the twin assets are increasingly contained as well as the stomach and buttocks that look fresher than watermelon.
“Honey, this is my friend High School your upperclassman too,” Dave said.
“Ah, this is Kak Rendi right? Partenr bullynya Mas Dave in High School first,” said Kiyara while watching the face of the man who stood next to her husband.
Rendi who is remembered as his friend's bully partner can only scratch his nape that does not itch.
“He he he he, yes ... it was me,” replied Rendi stuttering.
“Well, Brother ... pity this my husband here there is no clop hehehe said, there is a good friend but in foreign countries all, here you know these my friends, my friends,” said Kiyara kindly introduce one by one his best friend.
“Ha ha ha, good to meet the same jomlo lu Cak, let's not beans,” said Edo who had earlier bullied Cakra who came without a partner to Kiyara's four-monthly event.
“Basic friends accents,” says Cakra.
“Tuh, there is my cousin a girl on the other beautiful age Kiyara who one is still 21 years old, studied in Jakun,” sahut Dafa who just sat in the herd of Kiyara.
“Seriously, sister can take her cousin for us?” tanya Cakra and is embraced by Rendi.
“Beautiful-beautiful once her son Auntie Fani equals Om Bagas,” Connect Cakra again.
“Heum, but if they are on the same way lu-lu pade, ha ha ha ha,” said Dafa as he passed away to his wife, leaving the two women who are still pensive thinking about gebetan.