Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

46. Stealing Attention

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It does not feel like time passes so quickly if we do not just stay silent. Time will quickly pass when we are preoccupied with something. Today is Friday the last day in the foundation to hold teaching and learning activities. Yes this foundation applies full day in the teaching and learning process so every Saturday will be a holiday as well as Sunday.

Dari has finished all her work, she has also compiled all her reports in a week and sent them via Email to her principal. He immediately rushed back to his dormitory because today he was going home.

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The phone in his bag shook, and he immediately took it to look at the flat screen. A smile fell on his face as he learned from whom the call came.

📞 " Hello Assalamualaikum "

📞 " Walaikumsalam Mbak "

📞 "Ouch who is very busy until - to forget the news of the same bumil. Huh have forgotten yes think - think the same I or already have a new friend. "

📞 "I'm sorry, Ma'am not forgetting but Dance is busy. Home running out of dhuhur not to mention making the report so sometimes ngak had time to open hp mbak. How is Rina healthy ? "

📞 Thank God Tar, the more here the healthier. Oh yes Saturday before the dhuhur in the cottage there is my 7th monthly study, can you come ? "

📞 "Ishallah don't do it, this I also want to go home mbak. "

📞 "Yes already be careful if you go home, do not forget tomorrow tell me if you can come. "

📞 " Yes mbak "

📞 " Assalamualaikum "

📞 " Walaikumsalam "

The girl looked back at the flat object after finishing her conversation. Then open one of the applications with a green phone handle logo. Opening the chat room which from this morning had sent some chat asking for his return.

⁇ ️ Mother Eve with this Father has left to pick up Mother, said Father is almost there.

That's roughly the content of the last chat from the little girl he sent an hour ago. Dance had forbidden to pick her up but the little girl was still on her whim. After reading the chat, Tari immediately rushed to her dorm, because she had not prepared herself.

After walking quickly Tari arrived at the dormitory, the atmosphere of the living room looked quiet. There was only Mr. Giman and a young man sitting in the living room enjoying coffee between their conversations.

" Assalamualaikum" Tari said as she walked into the room.

" Walaikumsalam "Answer them together.

" Have you gone home Miss Dance" asked the young man ?

" Yes sir, let me go up "

" Please Ma'am. "

Dari immediately stepped onto the second floor, climbed one by one stairs and walked to the end of the hallway right where her room was. He picked up the key that was inside his bag, as he was about to enter the key suddenly the door opened from inside.

" Athaghfirullah, Wardah made a shock "With his chest.

" Hehehehe, I'm sorry I didn't know it was up ahead. "

" Sampean is home today or not ? "

" Go home, so this is ready - ready while waiting for Mbak Tari. Let's make it home with mbak ? "

" Yes, I'm clean first yeah. " Step towards the bathroom in the corner of the room.

" Well, Ma'am, I'm going to tidy up the room first. "

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While in the lower room of different generations of men were chatting along with enjoying their coffee each. Things they often do whenever there is an opportunity, to exchange opinions or discuss something.

" Mas Riski, don't look - look until you like a smile - smile yourself late - this end. Hayo is in love ? "

" Ehmz cook sir, I don't think there's anything strange about me. If you are in love, there is a girl who can steal my attention, sir. "

" Lah ya must until aware of Mas, but you notice until another like when looking at him. "

" This father, indeed the father knows who the girl I maxed out. "

" Look, that's the guy coming down the stairs. Is it true or not what you said ? " Say Mr. Gimin whispered as he pointed towards the stairs with his chin.

Soon the young man turned to the stairs, and sure enough the girl who had managed to steal his heart walked towards him. A smile review was always on her face which she hid on her downcast face. Somehow every saw the girl was able to shake his heart, to make his heart beat fast. His bead eyes do not want to take his eyes off the small body wrapped in a shar'i-colored gown peach with a wide hood that is white.

" Mr Tari wants to go home?, how neat is it "Task Mr. Giman.

" Anggeh sir, and Wardah sir "

" Want to take the bus mbak?, Come if you want to take my bus to the terminal so quickly. "

" Mboten sir, will be picked up. Here we are waiting " answered Wardah.

The two girls sat their bodies on the sofa opposite the two men. The young man's gaze could not be separated from the white hooded girl in front of him, while the one who was seen only looking down without realizing that he was being separated from the attention of the people around him.

" Well, if you actually directly pepet seneng not only in view later hunted in the sambar people. " Said Mr. Gimin while whispering.

" I doubt sir, honestly I lack confidence somehow. "

" Sampean that Mas has not fought kok has given up, "

" Unda " .........

There was the sound of a slurred little girl, making everyone in the living room turn towards her. A little girl wearing a pink robe, walking with a little difficulty was being led by a well-built adult male, mature brown skin and an under cut haircut. Dance immediately walked towards the two people who came.

" Assalamualaikum Eve ..... "

" waikumcalam Unda "

" I'm sorry sir's a hassle "

" No Ma'am Dance I don't feel bothered. Has he been waiting for her for a long time ? "

" No sir, Monggo entered first "Tari said as he let his guest in.

Riski's face changed when a little girl came to call Dari as Mother. Moreover, the girl came with a man, who seemed to be the father of the child. She was so disappointed, because in her mind the little girl was the son of Dance while the man was the husband of Dance.

" Assalamualaikum" Fahmi said when entering the living room.

" Walaikumsalam "Answer them simultaneously.

" Well there's a guest, Monggo here sit down first." Said Mr. Gimin while greeting Fahmi.

" Thank you sir, "

" I'm Mr. Gimin, the housekeeper and gardener here sir. "

" I'm Fahmi ...... " Having not finished introducing himself, their introduction stopped when Eve arrived - suddenly pulled her father's pants.

" Why Honey ? "

" Wawa wants pis yah "

" Eve wants to pee come here with Mother, "Tari leads the little girl back to the bathroom next to the kitchen.

The three men were still chatting, not three rather two because Riski did not even open her mouth to talk. Just put up his ears to hear and once - a smile fell on his lips. I don't know why he didn't like the man in front of him that much. Though it was their first meeting, probably because he felt jealous of Fahmi. It was not long before Dari and Eve came to them.

" Yayah, let's re-take it "

" Oh yes, is everything ready ? "

Only replied to a nod by Tari, who had been taken by Eve. Then they say goodbye and begin their journey home.

" Don't bend his face like that. "

" How not bend sir, fight it not yet but the fact he already has. Huh ....ok this is very yes my fate sir "

" But I don't think it's her husband Mbak Tari mas " said Mr. Gimin his eyes while glaring.

" It's not her husband how sir, the girl wong just called Ms. Nyimas Bunda really. "

" She's still, I'm not sure. "

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Meanwhile, the car that Fahmi drove was quite far away from the foundation area. The car was running at a speed that was splitting the road that was passed along with rain drops. Eve unceasingly recounted her activities over the past six days, which were accompanied by her boisterous laughter. While Wardah who sat on the middle side of the car seemed to have been lulled by the cold and sway - a small sway of the car that was ready to take him to dreamland.

" I'm sorry Mr. Fahmi, it's been a hassle for you to pick me up. "

" It's okay - I don't feel bothered. Eve since yesterday can't wait to pick you up. "

The man's burly hand stretched out to caress the head of his daughter who had fallen asleep in the lap of Tari.

" So fast he slept, but a few minutes ago still telling stories. "

" Maybe he exhausted sir, should not have to pick up just wait at home. "

The car continued to split the road accompanied by heavy rain, the sky began to darken not because it was cloudy but because it was night.

" Mum Tari we find a mosque first huh for Maghrib prayer ? "

" Yes Sir, "

No need to take a long time the car turned into a rest area that contained a mosque, mini market, and several food stalls lined up. One by one the passengers got off after the car was parked.

" Eve come on, just carry Daddy. See Mother her hand hurts. " Say Fahmi said when he saw Eve who did not want to come down from the lap of Dance. And Tari looks in pain because her hands are tingling.

" Dak au Yah, Wawa can. "

" Already sir let me lead Hawanya. "

" Beautiful sister let's go with Auntie, pity her mother's hand is still tingling. "Read Wardah, trying to persuade Eve to come down with him because she knows the hand of Dance tingling because during the journey must embrace Eve who sleeps on her lap.

" Yes Wawa ama Ante ja" replied the little girl who grabbed Wardah's hand and walked with him.

" Is his hand still hurting Mom ? "

" Just a little bit, sir "

Fahmi approached Tari who was still sitting in his chair while slashing - shaking his hand into the air. When Fahmi got in front of him, Tari came down from the front seat he occupied but because his legs were also tingling unable to support his weight. The girl's body fell towards Fahmi, but with a swift hand she grabbed Dance's waist and carried the girl's body into her arms. Unknowingly the gazes of the two met and they only fell silent for a moment.

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