Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

5. Mother Question

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After walking for about 15 minutes, the two women arrived at home. Tari swiftly opened the door of her house with the key in her hand.

"assalamualaikum" he said as his footsteps entered his house.

"walaikumsalam" she answered Tari's greeting, even though she was behind Tari.

"buk Ijah clean - clean first ngeh, Afraid that his dhuha time runs out"

"yes nduk, just put the challenge there" said the mother as she pointed to a small table in the kitchen that was still based on the ground.

Shortly after, Tari was finished with clean activities - clean dya was also ablution. Then went into his room, quickly took his face and soon he had made love with his alphabet. With his eyes closed and all the tightness that he had felt from earlier on to his Creator, not once did he dare to make a sound only occasionally clear water that fell alternately from his eye sockets.

The activity lasted a little longer than usual, of course because today the feeling of Dance a little sick because of the incident this morning. After enough sessions of venting to the man who had a life he ended the activity by trying to retrain his smile and try to wipe his tears.

Dya stepped out of her room to look for her mother's whereabouts, with a smile that was always forced to expand. But after a long search in every corner of the house, there was also no appearance of the middle-aged woman.

In a hurry - gesa Tari stepped onto the porch of the house but was not found by his mother. Finally with a little running Dance towards the backyard of the house through the side of the house, while wailing and trying to find the whereabouts of his mother.

"Oalah buk, Ijah sonny to get here and there do not know him who is wanted to be cool with his other wedok children"

It looks like she is holding a hen, who is incubating her eggs.

"iya to dikudang, this wong already wants to give grandchildren mother again really"

"busy, since when did his grandson turn into a chicken ?"

"hahaha, how do you want this sustenance ibuk consider him a grandson of wong every day mother play the same chicken - this chicken"

"wez exists - there is only"

"nuk ngak maem again ?"

"pour buk is still full"

The two women were seen in the chicken coop with clean activities. Occasionally heard the screams of Dance because she was very afraid of the chicken, somehow the chicken so scared her like that.Sound mother's laughter when seeing the behavior of her son, I see the behavior of her son, and I'm afraid, who occasionally repel chickens - chickens that approach his feet with a broomstick that he holds.

"Alhamdulillah done buk"

"from the first time to do ngak ilang - nduk nduk your habit"

"no buk, it's really ticklish that Deket same chicken"

"how is it in the school where it sampean ?" mom diverted the conversation.

"Alhamdulillah buk, everything is smooth maybe next week has begun to be busy because it already wants the end of the semester buk"

"the trust of Yo nduk is your work, never make it a burden"

"sniffle buk, insyaallah"

"mother wants to ask you something but answer honestly"

"sniffle buk"

"samples can't be sincere ?"

For a moment Tari was fixated on her mother's question, had she seen the incident downstairs. By trying to neutralize his mind so that the answers issued in accordance with the wishes of his mother.

"Alhamdulillah, little by little until buk" his voice sounded a little quivering.

"tenan to nduk ?"

"benth buk, really dance really sincerely buk over all this"

"try to open your heart, because you don't live forever like this your mother's father is old, you need a friend to live"

"enggeh buk Ijah understand, but at this time Ijah still focus the same sekripsi Ijah buk" Alhamdulillah at least I can make a reason for the question ibuk, sorry buk have to say like this, Inner Dance.

"thank you that you can sincerely nduk"

"sniffle buk"

"duk, until mw equipped what later ?"

The habit of the mother of Dance always equip this child with a rather durable cuisine for her child every time she returned to Malang.

"sambel pecel equal sambal fried potatoes dried Yo nduk"

"benth buk, let's buk it together"

With a sling in his mother's hand Tari entered the kitchen, swiftly looking for the ingredients needed to make both dishes. They divided the task to relieve the work, Tari peeling potatoes and spices while ibuk roasted peanuts to be used as sambel pecel.

After about one they wrestled with combat tools in the kitchen, finally two favorite dishes of Dance was cooked. At the same time the father came home from the rice field. It turned out that the clock had shown at 11:35 and before long the sound of adhan dhuhur resounded.

"bus, Ijah took a bath first yes already sublime"

"yes nduk, but get me the plastic first"

"sniffle buk"

Dari stepped into the cupboard in the kitchen to look for the plastic before long he found it, then brought it to his mother.

"taken everything nduk"

"mboten buk, la ibuk same father ?"

"busy as easy dad nduk, who yesterday still really"

"for two plastics ngeh buk, let's not love mbak Rina later"

"Oalah nduk just now Kok GK said, the idea is to make it added"

"mboten nopo - nopo buk, Niki is enough"

"sampun buk, Ijah bath"

Finally, Dari bathe guard, and shower a little hasty because his father had been waiting outside with the same intention. Equally want to take a shower because you just came home from the rice field, because at home there is only one bathroom Tari no wonder so must take turns if you want to take a shower. Shortly after, Dari came out of the bathroom.

"sorry, monggo" invited his father to go to the bathroom.

"wes mari to nduk, for a moment has it been clean until the bath ? " her father tried to seduce Dance.

"pardon ya"

Dance continued her steps to the room, then she took her face and held her alphabet. Shortly thereafter he was finished with his activities with his Creator.

When looking at her bag, she recalled that during the house she did not touch her phone at all, it was like Dance every time at home just focused on her activities with the two angels. Then he rushed to collect the phone in his bag, found the phone was dead. Then he took a cellphone charger, and recharger the phone while trying to open it. Found dozens of incoming notifications, ordered WhatsApp mostly from groups that can follow.

Open all incoming messages one by one, then see the last message from his friend.

⁇ ️ already nyampek home yet ?

Yes, that's a message from Mbak Rina, and she always asked that to Tari. Rani's mother always considered Tari as her sister their age of about 3 years, that makes Mbak Rina think like that.

️ assalamualaikum mba, sorry new bales just open hp because hehehe .......

Seneng once yes actually if you have a brother, let alone that attention like this Inner Dance

Not long after the notification of incoming messages.

⁇ ️ walaikumsalam, a bad boy is always like that. will you be back at what time ..? I'm in Blitar lo later you guys don't pick up.

⁇ ️wah, keblitar not stop by 😪😪

⁇ ️how want to stop by wong kamunya inWA just not dibales.😤😤

⁇ ️hehehehehe, as usual Mba AQ plan back Kemalang after ashar

⁇ ️ok, I'll pick you up later

⁇ ️ endel mbak, 😁😁

Dya lay his body on the mattress and his air looked up to the sky seemed lined with tiles of his house that began to wear out, shortly after his breath was already seen regularly signifying the body has been to the dream realm.

seriate......