Ghost Villa

Hiding in the Light part 3

I saw David sitting down this afternoon, daydreaming instead.

“Heh! Even daydreaming, but still there are those who want to shave many children,” I said while sitting next to David.

“Ah aa can, know where to try,” answered David while joking.

“Eh is told this mah children do not even believe 5 minutes more, seriously this mah,” I replied while joking as well.

David just smiled and still did not believe what I said.

“Eh uh a tuh almost forgot, Budi sir just came here to stop by, he said he wanted to be trimmed the same but his hair was still short, strange,” said David.

“U right who want to be trimmed sir Budi why is so strange you,” I replied while joking, also inviting laughter David.

“A want to be trimmed,” said one child in front of the pruning.Daud just shook his head while looking at the wall clock installed on the trim wall.

“Less than five minutes a,” he said while inviting 4 children who come to the prune to enter and queue waiting.

“Yes how do not know, these children are the way I went through first U, right on the road there I saw his hair long yes want let alone definitely come here,” I replied with a smile.

David just smiled and must have thought strangely of me, especially with the guesses just now.

“U not joking sir Budi here?,” my question, who began to re-think the events of the night before going to bed.

“Iya just nanyain aa doang, it's gone again,” replied David while again pruning.

Not long adzan magrib today reverberated, after completing the obligation immediately I worked and it was also a sign that David had to go home.

As usual the principle of a job like the one I am living like this, once crowded, crowded. Once quiet, lonely, sometimes what we need will lose with what we want.

Only a few people until 22:00 tonight, who alternated sitting in my trim chair is quite old.

Just finished trimming a teenager, suddenly a car could be said to be unusual stopped right in front of my haircut.

“Assalmualaikum Ndi,” fitting I see really what previously said by David, about the arrival of Mr. Budi.

Surely now Mr. Budi is right at the entrance barbershop

“walaikumsalam, Budi sir, please enter,” said I immediately shook my hand to kiss Mr. Budi and immediately wiped the chair that is no longer good, especially those who come are not ordinary people.

“Ndi, it does not need to be like the arrival of anyone, everything must be wiped,” replied Mr. Budi and his driver who I immediately saw sitting in the Yayan coffee place.

“Hehe... It's okay sir, the seat is dirty, please sir, prune me just this way,” I replied while sitting.

“The trim is ordinary, but this prune is famous everywhere Ndi, surely Andi and Green prune are very familiar if it is already a matter of shaving hair, I want to be trimmed just Ndi,” said Mr. Budi while stroking his own head.

“Good sir please, just go ahead sir, let later chat nice,” said me while allowing sitting in the same old barbershop and unsightly for people like Pak Budi.

“I'm sorry sir before, yes this is how to prune this, disheveled and no tidiness,” I said slowly, immediately began to prepare the trim equipment.

“It does not need to be that Ndi, who came here right me, mean well indeed I want to come here just know I am here there chat,” replied Mr. Budi.

Immediately I began to trim and tidy the hair of Mr. Budi who should be maybe one or two more months just worth to be trimmed, because it is not long and seems very short.

There was no chat at all that I said as well as Mr. Budi, impressed like sleepy, it was a natural habit when people were trimmed, whether the sound of the machine or indeed feel comfortable.

Slowly I felt a different atmosphere, very different from the first arrival of Mr. Budi just now “ohhh...” I said in my heart without not wanting to be prejudiced and withholding the direction ***** so that I do not compete so tau.Long shaving process that was not long was completed, beyond the sound of lightning began to come and followed by a slow drizzle.

“How is the pack doing Sely?” I asked, because it won just right when the shaving process was complete and Mr. Budi looked out with an unusual gaze, his eyes began to fall, his eyelids began to weaken.

“The worse Ndi, the hardness did not occur again after the arrival of Andi, but his body began to shrink, and his body began to shrink, and now it looks daydreaming like thinking about something else and now if I come to his room screaming tell me to come out,” said Mr. Budi with eyes moist.

If Mr. Budi was a woman, I'm sure the tears with him will slowly come down his cheeks, because I understand it, I know, behind every mistake of any kind in the rest of humanity there must be a little conscience left and now Mr. Budi is enjoying his conscience, although every sense always has its own way for humans to enjoy.

I was silent and felt very sinful not to stop by just before going to the barbershop, until there had to be an old man with a guilty feeling come to my barbershop and talk like that, he said, although the consequences are always together because it goes hand in hand.

“Good sir, please it is done, we just talk there while sitting well sir,” said, while removing the razor, we say, and let Mr. Budi sit down.I immediately told Yayan to immediately bring mineral water and make me coffee, although I also know Yayan must be a lot of questions with the arrival of Mr. Budi to my pruning, moreover, Yayan had previously talked about the pain of non Sely circulating is the collision of his parents.

Not long Yayan came, giving mineral water to Pak Budi and of course Coffee for me.“Sorry sir, this is all that is here, please drink,” I said slowly.

“Thank you Ndi,” replied Mr. Budi with a blank look.

“I'm sorry sir, it feels that if no one starts there will be no chat that culminates in a solution, it feels like, I'm also sorry I'm just a kid who's trying to be the most knowledgeable and understanding when I know it's my fault to talk like this,” I said with a cheer and felt very embarrassed to speak this to Mr. Budi.

“I mean Ndi, I do not understand,” said Mr. Budi staring at me slowly.

Fortunately the rain is getting down, strengthening the atmosphere and like supporting for something that I have to talk to Mr. Budi and no more people who come to prune.

Although there are some people, I saw the shelter and ordered coffee to Yayan stall especially if looking inside there was one different parent who appeared neat and parked a luxury car would have thought this old man (pak budi) was my guest.

“What agreement have you agreed sir?,” I said, while sitting down and apologizing for the simplicity of my question.

“Not me made Ndi, this family agreement. I know Andi is not an ordinary person and Andi also I have been sure before seeing strange things in my home,” replied Mr. Budi.

“No need to feel guilty, I came here to ask for help Ndi, good as what, let alone the condition of Sely getting like this,” said Mr. Budi.

I was silent for a few seconds, and the feeling that came to me the more I felt different, when I slightly lowered my head, then looked towards Mr. Budi.

In his eyes I saw a deal for a world affair that had been very long lived and now the right time, the tradition again billed his promise.

Suddenly my eyes were invited to look towards the trim window, sure enough “deserve the feeling was not good” I said in my heart, when looking at the window was sitting the beautiful woman I had met in Sely's room.

“Usually there must be a mistake paynya Ndi, my brother and now my son, I sincerely this is the fault of the Ndi family, but please is not another way Ndi?” said Mr. Budi very resigned and already know what is a risk.

The trim atmosphere is getting unpleasant, although this is not my first, but at least the building and everything in this barbershop is becoming a conversation recorder, he said, perhaps if these inanimate objects had the same feelings as humans would cry.

When he saw a man who was no longer young, being broken and feeling guilty when his conscience tells about the responsibility and despair of a man who can be said whatever he wants in his life can exist.

“There sir,” I replied with a cleavage.

“What is Ndi, how will I desperately do that way and believe in what Andi said, kashian this is my son Ndi my blood and my responsibility,” said Mr. Budi really in his break.

“Repent and ask not to me, ask Allah SWT wrestling, confide in what the father wants by using this do not use this,” I said while pointing my heart and towards my head.

“To him pack this world what? Temporary place, but for us including me sometimes all the devilish deceit of the first agreement with this creator is the stage for more and more followers, he said,” I said slowly and tried not to patronize just to remind, in my way as I usually do to anyone.

“For even sinners like me?” replied Mr. Budi, showing an uncertain face.

The beautiful woman showed more and more face of anger to me, as if she did not agree with what I said to Budi, the energy that the woman sent me was very strong, the more he became and showed that initially his face looked beautiful by me, now showing the original more broken his face and his hair was originally beautiful the more messy.

Unceasingly I continued to pray in my heart and ask for help to the one who created all beings in this realm, I kept praying that Mr. Budi was in the jangakauan my words and did not follow his guilt and then returned to the agreement, although the end result I only tried, not the one who beat.“Who are the innocent people who live? Different willpower and different sincerity is all that differentiates,” I replied slowly.

Suddenly outside the rain that is getting heavier tonight, Mr. Budi kept his eyes much emptier than what I saw, he said, the woman who was outside the window kept sending things that could make Mr. Budi forget the things I said.

As it got stronger and more my body responded to that energy, I immediately looked sharply at the woman by continuing to pray with a single look the woman shouted so loudly that my eardrum was in pain, if everyone were listening, it might be the same as lightning that had always greeted the earth in its way and light.

Seen the body of Mr. Budi limp the same as my body, I urge Mr. Budi to drink water that I have previously opened, I have opened, because for me all there is a setting and opening drinking water to guests is a little bit of what I learned to challenge how to treat guests.

I saw Mr. Budi drinking everything until it runs out for a size of 1.5 lt mineral water is not easy, if it is in normal circumstances, I and Mr. Budi are still silent.

“Why suddenly limp once just now,” said Mr. Budi reflex.

“The woman was just there sir, and I tried to do the way I should have done sir,” I said calmly and tried to remain invisible.

“Bok Ndi I believe, I did what Andi just said, I did not expect so far the ability of Andi and thank God I met the right person,” said Pak Budi.

“Not me sir, by permission of the same power I ask for help, thank God, message me; do it as soon as possible sir,” I replied calmly.

The rain had subsided as it should, and Budi did not expect to look at me with sweaty clothes and body, I saw the clock was almost midnight, then I saw the calmness of the look on Mr. Budi's face.

There are optimists and new flavors maybe that Mr. Budi feels, although the rest of Mr. Budi himself who knows and can feel.

“Thank you Ndi, yesterday my envelope was not accepted, and I did want Andi to give it to the Orphans because now I have been trimmed and have to pay for Andi's services, please accept Ndi, please,” said sir Budi back to thrust the envelope.

“Rules here sir, adults it's 15,000 if you pay with an envelope like this father can one or two years more pruning here do not pay again,” I said while joking.

“Ndi, please help me, accept this, there is no price compared to the knowledge that Andi gave just now, please accept,” replied Budi while being considerate.

Immediately I accept and intend in heart “there are rights of others in every sustenance I receive”

“Good sir, the rain has subsided, so the father to the car will not be rained even though it is still drizzling a little,” I said with a smile.

Finally, Mr. Budi said goodbye and again I kissed Mr. Budi's hand as a courtesy to anyone much older than me, it has become the most basic rule in my life.

Just stepping up, the rain was getting bigger and did not know why one lightning bolt had hit his voice so loud, much louder than before the rain tonight.

“Before sir,” I said suddenly to Pak Budi.

“There is let alone Ndi,” replied Pak Budi.

Immediately I took out an umbrella in the barbershop and delivered the way Mr. Budi, even though Mr. Budi refused, but respect remains I force to deliver Mr. Budi to his car with the condition of Mr. Budi protected from the Rain.

In saying Mr. Budi, seeing his face smiling there is something else I really feel bad, far worse than the previous thing I felt from the arrival of Mr. Budi to my barbershop.

Just went into the barbershop and burned cigarettes also did not forget to drink coffee that was cold I looked at the next mirror that used to be David broke just like a big break like a used throw a hard thing!

“Can-can be,” I said in my heart, while directly standing and paying attention clearly and very close to the glass.

Suddenly Yayan re-entered with coffee for me which I strangely did not order as well he understood.

“Well a ko can break so?” yayan asked as strange as I was

“To be replaced this old age Yan, kebayang already very many people who enter in this glass hehehe,” I replied while joking.

“Can ajalah be asked seriously too,” replied Yayan looking annoyed.

Yayan went straight back to the stall because it looks like someone bought and I sat back while staring at the glass “Alhamdulillah who got glass when it came to another must be like it was terrible,” my words in heart.

Immediately I opened the contents of the envelope that Mr. Budi had given me, and that made me very surprised with a very thick envelope, which was very thick, the contents are not playful I see and I remove there is still a stamp from a certain bank with a very large nominal.

“Alhamdulilah” said I immediately wish to buy glass tomorrow day, and separate to pay for my services pruning, and the rest I will give to the orphans who used to receive it from me every Friday, for smooth living, blessing and everything about kindness let alone giving in a state of trial. I always remember that sustenance there is a deposit and ordeal.

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