
" Yes sir, it's up." Sahut Pram from the inside.
Astaghfirullah, why can you dream of gini girls anyway? Cook so willing to get married?. Pram rubbed his face with both hands.
Pram got out of his bed and entered the bathroom toothbrush and then ablaze. His father was waiting in the family room.
"Sorry sir, Pram misfortune." Pram is ready to go.
"Let's Pram soon be reverberating." Mr. Pram got up from his seat and walked towards the mosque.
" Evening prayers Yes Pram. Ask the same wrestling God hopefully close with a good soul mate." Advice from Pram.
"God willing, sir." Answer Pram
They pray sunah enter the mosque prayer dawn and shortly thereafter pray dawn congregation.
After they returned from the mosque, the mother had prepared a sweet tea for her mother's favorite man.
"It's sweet tea and fried cassava for a morning snack. If Pram wants a heavy breakfast at the dinner table, there is a long bean stir fry and fried tempe Pram." Mother put a plate of fried cassava that is still with the origin of steaming.
"Thank you mom. Pram has not eaten fried cassava for a long time seems like this will run out of a plate" Pram immediately took one piece of his hand in shock because the cassava was still very hot.
"Pram be careful, the smoke is still billowing." Said his father who saw Pram's hand throw his cassava back on the plate.
"Hehehe is impatient sir, it looks so good." Pram.
Pram today is off, after breakfast he plans to help his father change plants in the back garden.
Chili plants that begin to dry are replaced with new seeds.
Vegetables that have begun to grow old are taken and planted again with other new vegetable crops. Let's not get bored when eaten regularly vegetables in the garden are replaced types, ranging from long beans, chickpeas, siem pumpkin, spinach, and others.
That afternoon the air was very cool not hot but also did not rain, so Pram and his father felt at home in the garden.
"Sir, Pram.palah already want to pray Dzuhur" Call mom from behind her house.
He looked over and saw the watch that was on his wrist.
"Pram doesn't feel like it's past eleven, let's just say it. Later in the afternoon we continue to just give fertilizer and water a little water." Said he was taking Pram home.
"Yes sir, let's go home." Pram takes care of the hoe, sickle and seedlings to bring back home.
" The air is cool sir, make it at home in the garden. If gardening like this can be at home does not make you thirsty and tired quickly." Said Pram while walking with his father.
"Betul Pram happens to be your holiday when the weather is dim like this. Thank you Pram for helping me." Said the father to Pram
"Father should not need to be too tired in the garden, you have to rest a lot. If Pram does not have a holiday do not need to go to the garden alone. Just ask someone else for help, sir." Pinta Pram for not wanting his father to be exhausted.
"Mr will get tired of Pram if you stay at home. You can't just sit idly by." It seems like Pram is down to his hard-working father.
Pram smiles listening to his father, Pram knows what it feels like when he has to keep quiet.
"It's important you don't push yourself, sir, rest if you're tired." Pram Message.
"He didn't want you to get sick and bother your mother." Answer Father.
They got to the back of the house and cleaned up. While the mother prepared her husband's clothes and headed to the kitchen to prepare dishes for them to eat together after the Dzuhur prayer.
After returning from the mosque the father and Pram entered the house and wondered because there was a parked car outside. Whose car is it?
"Assynoltom..." You say greetings.
Some people in the living room turned their heads and answered the greeting.
"Waalaikumusalam.." they answered almost simultaneously.
"Are there guests? It's been a while Rud?" Ask the father of a man who is the same age as the father among them to shake hands and hug for a while.
"Not yet, just returned from the mosque? Coincidentally again to the house of children mumpung sunday all together ngajak silaturahmi here" replied the old man who turned out to be Om Rudi husband aunt Dewi who was told last night by the mother.
"It's Pram huh?" Om Rudi asked while greeting Pram.
"My betul o Pram" replied Pram while bowing his head kissing the hand of Rudi.
"God is so handsome now you are Pram. Last time you met you were a kid, still love to spell Atikah and make her cry first. You remember?" Om Rudi patted Pram's shoulder.
"Forgot, it's been a long time." Said Pram flushed in shame.
Why does everyone remember I like to treat Atikah anyway. Batin Pram's.
"Nih now Atikah is already big. I want a husband, she said." Om Rudi pointed at his son Atikah, laughter broke everyone heard the speech of Rudi except Atikah and Pram.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment and looked down at each other.
She was embarrassed when she said she wanted a husband.
While Pram is embarrassed to remember the girl is the same as the girl in his dream last night.
The red hue on their faces both made the old men smile. They were relieved because of the smile on the lips of the two teenagers growing up.
"Pram salaman dong with Aunt Dewi and Atikah kok even bengong." Pram's mother's words broke the silence between those who were still smiling gave each other a code.
"Oh yes Auntie, I'm Pram." Pram shaking hands and kissing the hand of Aunt Goddess. And turned to Atikah and shook hands with him for a while.
"Atikah" said Atikah extending his hand to receive Pram's hand.
"Pram" Pram said.
"Yes there Pram change clothes first we eat together." His mother's orders are because Pram is still wearing a sarong.
" Jeng happens to cook a lot if Pram at home. So inevitably have to taste my cooking huh?" Take Pram's mom half-forcible.
"Well, that's good... We'll visit at lunchtime." Answered Aunt Goddess jokingly.
They are like brothers, helping each other when one is in trouble. Not feeling awkward anymore.
"Come on Rud, we go straight to the dinner table." Ask your father after changing clothes.
They gathered at the dinner table to enjoy lunch while chatting casually. All are very engrossed in his chatter except Atikah and Pram who still control the vibration in each other's hearts.
They simply nodded and smiled as the chatter led to them. But clearly the food in front of the two of them was already unclear in taste.
The hunger that Pram had felt instantly disappeared, he could not eat properly and simply stirred the food in his plate.