Girl For The Widow

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"Astaghfirullah, forgot Bibik," cried The Bibik remembering something.

The two girls turned their eyes to the Aunt.

"Bibik forgot what?" Rizqia directly pointed at the Bibik with a question before she grabbed the Door Handle.

"It's Non, well Bibik is confused." replied the Bibik while scratching his Hijab.

"So forgot it's confusing now. Not very clear, anyway?"

"Anu Non!" he continued with a crybaby.

"Who's who? That's obvious dong, Bik." Rizqia gregetan with the behavior of the Bibik that looks strange like misbehavior.

"That might be Den Keynand. He said he wanted to camp here so that the morning of his morning in this house can continue together to the Campus with Non Qia." The aunt told me with a false gesture.

"What's? This house is a campsite. Who knows, huh?"

Didn't expect Keynand to be that close. After he humiliated her at college. Now the man was sassy to spend the night in the yard of his house. Rizqia snorted in annoyance as she looked at the Bibik with sharp eyes.

"What does it want, anyway?" furious Rizqia. His mood is getting worse at the moment.

"Sorry Non, Bibik already supports such support to our Representatives in Senayan there," said the Bibik by putting on an innocent look.

"Bibiiiiiik, really?"

Wanted to be angry with the Aunt, but could not. Rizqia chose to temper her frustration.

Rin just gawked at what he heard and saw. He had not expected that this guy named Keynand to be this close.

"It doesn't make sense, it's a true love fighter. This is Arjuna's name for love. Mr. Keynand really seriously wants to say kabul ijab on behalf of mbak. Cieeeee!" Rin said teasingly to her best friend. He nudged Rizqia's body which seemed to snort angrily.

A hint of annoyance still lingered on Rizqia's face. It seems like Rin's temptation and the Bibik's innocent face are not able to get rid of the gray clouds that already cover the beautiful face.

"Non, don't get kicked out? It's too bad to come here. If you tell them to go home, it's not good. Meningan in barin let someone ngejagain Non Qia. He said he didn't want to be lonely. Well this has come that enliven the heart of Non Qia, even if his face is bent."

The Bibik began to nyerocos unceasingly like a parrot who was just good at talking.

"Know ah dark," said Rizqia sebal.

"Where is the dark place Non? This is very bright," said the Bibik bewildered.

"It is not this dark room, but the corner of his heart that needs Pelita" Rin said nosily.

The aunt was confused by the pregnant woman's words. His brain was unable to interpret sentences that sounded impossible. The early pentium.

"Unfortunately the heart keeps its corners dark as well?" the slow murmur that was successfully heard by the two girls.

"Maha."

Rin could not help but laugh with the innocence of the middle-aged woman. Rizqia wanted to laugh, but in the end by putting on a cool face.

"It's not just the dark corners of the liver, but the heart, the bile, the kidneys and my days are darkened by a man named Keynand Son of Ardiaz. Udah ah want to jerk themselves first with far away from him," said Rizqia then passed from before the two women of other generations.

"Well, Rizqianya ma'am is sulking."

"Non don't sulk, if Electricians die can use Candles and Bibik will face the Owner of the Candle Company, asking him not to go bankrupt. The days of Non-Qia will always be brightly lit," said the Bibik casually.

"This baby is just there. Then what about Mr. Keynand from now on he waited for the appearance of the owner of the house, but did not appear, too, later thought Bibik turned his heart." Rin reminded the beak woman.

"Astaghfirullah, Auntie, I forgot to mention the fun of talking to you guys, anyway?"

After saying the Aunt grabbed the Door Handle that had been held by her. After opening with wide steps welcoming the arrival of the uninvited guest.

"Den Keynand seriously wants to camp here?" greet the Bibik with his kindness.

"Yes Bibik, the talk must be carried out if you do not want to be considered a hypocrite. The real man held was his talk," Keynand replied sounding steady.

The aunt muttered with eyes that were increasingly admiring. He was increasingly convinced by the presence of Keynand that his Nonanya days would be bright.

"Let's Den Keynand please." The Bibik allows to enter the yard of the house is quite spacious.

"We make a tent here, Ki," said Keynand watching his surroundings.

The aunt realized that Keynand was not alone. It turned out that he was with a young man who also looked handsome.

"Who is this?"

"It's Riski, my sister Bik," replied Keynand introducing the Man who was with her.

"Oh his sister, but how is it different, Den? His sister's face is not kesebule-bulean like his brother? But handsome too, really!"

"Okay, aunt."

That compliment made Riski laugh out loud. He immediately responded by using the sasak language. The conversation was of course immediately familiar because it was not constrained by language. The Bibik seems to communicate smoothly because it uses his language.

"So Den Riski's sister-in-law Den Keynand, huh?"

"Guggih, Bik," said Riski. He now bids to set up a tent.

"Work or still in college just like Non Qia?" the question again looks kepo.

"Riski's Lecturer Non Qia, Bik?" timpal Keynand.

The aunt looked surprised. He showed a look of disbelief. He scanned Riski's young-looking figure.

"Why, Bik? Don't believe it?" tanya Riski is still engrossed in her activities to make a tent where they will spend the night.

"Yes, Bibik thought that being a Lecturer was on average already common with the Bald Head because it was unable to accommodate the booming knowledge. It turns out there are young and handsome leaf Lecturers as well. If you know like this, it feels like Bibik wants to go to college too," said the Bibik shyly.

Riski could no longer hold back her laughter, nor could Keynand. While the Bibik scratched his veil that was no longer neat.

"Ah was ashamed as well," continued Bibik by twisting his headscarf feeling embarrassed by his own words. His behavior is like a teenager who has just met a man for the first time.

Hahaahaha.

"Bibik is very funny" said Keynand trying to ease his laughter.

After a few minutes, the tent was also installed with a stand.

"Alhamdulillah." said thanks from the two young men.

"Bibik, aren't we camping here? Does Qia know and ngizinin?" asked Keynand to make sure they would be safe here.

"Non Qia already knows, really! Keep the answer knowing, ah dark, it's Den!" answer the Bible honestly.

"That means Qia doesn't agree, no! But we can't be angry with us either. Worrying attacks his feelings."

Riski's words made Keynand really upset.

"Don't think. Non Qia was only hard on the outside but very soft on the inside of her heart."

After calming Keynand down, the middle-aged woman then said goodbye to looking for something they could process into food.

The departure of the Bibik left a silence that had been boisterous by laughter.

Keynand was pensive as he stared at a room window that Rizqia believed to be inside.

Seeing the unease clearly on Keynand's face. Riski sighed, her hand then outstretched over Keynand's shoulder to give the Man some strength.

Keynand felt the clap, then turned to the face trying to encourage.

His sister knew that her heart was not calm because of the guilt. He wanted to apologize and hoped to get an apology from Rizqia, despite being aware the apology was unable to dispel the guilt itself. At least the word forgiving spoken from Rizqia will give a little relief.

Not waiting too long, when Keynand and Riski were busy pumping, there were footsteps approaching.

A happy tinge appeared on the faces of the two men when they saw who was approaching them.

There Rizqia went hand in hand with the Bibik and a young Lady. Although Rizqia's face was buckled with her cold aura, Keynand remained grateful that at least the girl wanted to see her.

Different from Riski. She got a shy smile from that sad-eyed girl. The bright sparkles in his eyes grew brighter just to indicate there is a sense there.

"This Bibik bawain Singkong, how about we burn cassava with this stove," said the Bibik disperse their behavior with what is seen.

Riski swiftly helped Rin roll out the Mat. Similarly, Keynand took part to help Rizqia.

They then sit on a Mat that is already in the title. Familiarity began to feel when the chat was opened.

Not with Keynand. He felt like a mosquito that was disrupting their laughter and serious chatter. Rizqia silenced him while the others spoke Sasak. Of course he could not involve himself in their conversation. Although they understand what they say, it is not easy to express what they want to talk about using the language of the masak.

"Nguing, nguing, nguing."

Keynand then voiced. He feels like a mosquito, what harm do you do to disturb them with the sound of a mosquito. His messiness is starting to appear now.

Seriate.