Hate Is Love's
Daffa Tactics
Abi, Kenan, Sam and Gilang had just returned from the mosque after performing congregational prayers. Nina and Zahra also finished praying at home. Only Geya, the only girl in this house who still hasn't woken up from her sleep. Zahra had entered the room several times and woke her son, but Geya was difficult to wake.
“Geeya has prayed, baby?” ask Kenan.
“Numbered, mas. That kid is hard to build. I've been going back and forth from there. Now dicipratin water also does not mempan,” complained Zahra.
“Ck. how to be betrothed to Daffa, built prayer shajuh aja very difficult. Put where papa's face is later. You know for yourself what kind of Ramadan family,” continued Abi.
“Who asked to be betrothed, cake?” ask Sam.
“Your sister, Geya. Insist on asking to be betrothed to Daffa. His behavior is still rich.”
“Ma, try installing a mercon in his room. Definitely wake up Geya.”
Sam punched Gilang's head as he spoke. Kenan immediately went upstairs to wake up his daughter. When the door opened, he saw Geya still soundly asleep in a low position. His head was set on the mattress, both hands hugging the bolster with the butt position higher than his body.
“Astaghfirullah this girl. Geyah! Wake up!”
“Geya.. wake up.” Kenan shook his son's body.
“Euunngg... still sleepy pa.”
“Wake up, dawn time is up.”
“Let's go, pa. Five minutes left.”
“Awas just five minutes away papa see you haven't woken up, papa ceburin to the pool!”
Kenan immediately came out of the child's room. Geya resumed her sleep, hoping that her dream that had been on the road with Daffa could be resumed. Suddenly his phone rang making the girl squint her eyes. At first Geya just ignored the call, but because it did not stop, she finally decided to answer it. His hand felt the nightstand near the bed and took the phone.
“Halo.” hoarse voice Geya answered the call.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam. Who's nih?” geya asked with her eyes still closed.
“This Daffa. How long did he lift it? You still sleeping?”
Hearing Daffa's name, Geya wakes up from her sleep. Her eyes immediately stared at the phone screen and it was true that the name of the caller was Daffa, a man who was very desirable to be her husband.
“Eh bang Daffa.”
“You haven't woken up yet?”
“U.. already, bang. It's awake.”
“Definitely not praying?”
“But, hehehe.”
“Shalat was there. I'll call you back later. Pray, half six. Later to hunt nongol sun.”
“Iya, bang.”
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam.”
As soon as Daffa's call ended, Geya soon woke up from her sleep. He rushed down to the lower floor then towards the backyard, the place where the mushola was. Kenan who was just about to wake his son again was surprised to see the child as chased by the devil towards the mushola.
“That's Geya satanic tambet what?” ask Kenan.
“Kesambet jin muslim kaya pa, hahaha.” replied Gilang origin.
“Let's practice martial arts first,” invite Kenan.
Sam and Gilang immediately followed the step of the papa towards the backyard. Every morning after shubuh, Kenan did get his son to practice martial arts, including Geya. But her daughter was too lazy, so her development was slow. Already able to do the horses well and master a few punches and kicks alone is lucky.
After the prayer, Geya returned to her room. He grabbed the phone on the bed and then went back down. The girl chose to go to the backyard to see her brother and sister practicing. His eyes occasionally looked at the screen, waiting for Daffa to call him again.
“Geyya! Let's practice!” exclaim Kenan.
“Ngga ah, pa. My body pegel-pegel.”
“Reason for you. Here, cepet!”
With ogah-ogahan Geya walked closer to Kenan. He immediately took a position behind Gilang and started warming up. Kenan approaches his daughter, asking Geya to demonstrate the punch and kick style taught by him.
“His hands are right! Don't bend!”
Geya did as Kenan ordered. Then he demonstrated the kick style that he had mastered. Again Kenan justifies the position of his legs when kicking. Geya's eyes occasionally looked at the phone placed on the table.
“Focus! That's the eye of the prank continues,” Kenan pinned his son's head.
“Sickness, pa.”
“Each him concentration!”
Not wanting to get more death from the papa, Geya began to concentrate. He seriously followed the new style Kenan had taught him. The man then ordered Gilang to partner with Geya. Both of them immediately put on body protector and began to practice. Sam kept an eye on his two younger siblings who were practicing.
Geya's body retreated a few steps back after getting a kick from Gilang. Sam stopped the training. The man then looked at his first younger brother who was lazy and unruly.
“Why not avoid? I was taught by the manager,” said Sam.
“Forgot, bang.”
“Means don't be lazy if told to exercise. Not forever papa, me or Gilang can protect you. You should be able to protect yourself, understand?!”
“Iya, bang.”
The sun had already appeared, Kenan ended the training session today. Geya removed the body protector from her body, then walked towards the table to retrieve her phone. Time had already shown at seven in the morning, but until now Daffa had still not contacted him.
“Bang Daffa hasn't called again? Did you forget? I just called it?” geya Gumam slowly.
“Ge..” Reprimand Sam.
“Astaghfirullah, brother ngagetin aja.”
“You went to college today?”
“Iya, bang.”
“Come to campus with brother. My brother also wants guidance. Don't pack long!”
“Iya.”
Geya rushed to her room. He didn't want to get angry with his brother anymore. He thinks the creepiest person in this house is Sam. Her brother was not much to say, firm and quite fierce. But even so, he was very considerate of Geya.
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With the bag draped over her shoulder, Geya walked out of the classroom. The girl chose to sit down with her best friends before returning home. Today there are only two courses and all have been completed.
“Bimo where?” geya asks when she doesn't see any of her best friends.
“To the toilet. From earlier he went back and forth mulu,” bright Ria.
“Why yes?” guess Geya.
“Aaan menwa?”
“Mencret wae.”
“Hahaha. yes really tuh.”
A man named Bimo came soon. The path is a little slouching because it continues to hold his stomach that still hurts mixed with heartburn. His face was also a little pale. Geya looked closely at her best friend.
“Lo How many times have you been back to the bathroom?” ask Geya.
“Semalem four times, this morning at home three times. Well on campus five times.”
“Wah elo can dehydrate. Mending to the hospital aja,” advice Geya.
“Iya, Bim. Let's go to the hospital. To the hospital Medika Center aja near here,” biker Yoga.
“Eh no, mending to Ibn Sina aja. IGD is better,” says Geya.
“Away. If you go to the Medika Center, five minutes to Ibn Sina can be fifteen minutes. Pity the Bimo if he snaps on the road how.”
“To Ibn Sina, I paid for his treatment. Just hold it if you want to get out, how?” bargain Geya.
Hearing that he would get free treatment, of course Bimo agreed to Geya's proposal to seek treatment to IGD Ibn Sina. The four of them immediately headed for the parking lot. Yoga unlocks the car door, they immediately enter and Yoga immediately spur the vehicle.
“Aduuuhhh Ga.. cepetan napa, kaga strong iniiiiihhh,” Bimo hold back the heartburn that hit again.
“Hold, little more nyampe. I was told to Medika Center. Lo ngeyel sih.”
Yoga continues to drive its vehicles at high speed. Bimo as much as possible to hold the liquid that was about to come out of the back area. He clenched his legs while tightly clenching both his hands. Cold sweat began to wet his forehead.
TUUUTTS
Bimo can't hold it anymore. The sound of his fart though not loud but can still be heard by others. Even worse, he felt someone coming out with a gust of wind from his buttocks.
“Hoek.. really stinky buset.”
Yoga opens the windshield when toxic gas swirls inside the vehicle and is bound by the cold from the air conditioner. Geya and Ria immediately looked for fresh air once the window opened. Bimo was only able to cast his grin.
“Ga.. buy me a CD yes. This one is wet.”
Without waiting for Yoga's answer, Bimo immediately got out of the car and darted into the IGD. The nurse on duty only gawked at Bimo who passed by him and headed straight for the bathroom. Meanwhile Yoga noticed the seat Bimo had occupied, there was a little wet in the middle of the seat,
“Buset my car seat got unclean mugholadoh!” serami Yoga.
“Hahaha..lo go directly to the car wash. I will pay it. Eh don't forget to buy CD for Bimo.”
Geya took his wallet and spent two hundred thousand rupiah, then gave it to Yoga. After Geya and Ria get out of the car, Yoga runs her vehicle again, looking for a store that sells CDs for Bimo.
“Aduuhhh.. sister please.”
Bimo came out of the bathroom with a step. A nurse approached him and helped him towards one of the blankars. Geya and Ria immediately approached her best friend. A doctor came to check. Geya's smile expands to see Daffa coming.
“What's the complaint?” ask Daffa.
“Lwaited, doc,” replied Geya.
“Geyya.”
“Hi Daffa doctor,” Geya waves her hand at Daffa. Bimo rolled his eyes seeing the reaction of his best friend. It turned out that this was the reason he asked himself to go to Ibn Sina.
Daffa immediately checked Bimo's condition. She immediately ordered the nurse to install the infusion, fearing the man was dehydrated. The resident doctor also gave medicine to compress his stool.
“What's the state of Bimo, doc?” ask Geya.
“So far it's been well controlled. He has to drink a lot of water to replace the lost fluids and eat for sure.”
“Still, doc.”
“Sama-sama.”
“Eh. Yes, he said bang Daffa wanted to call again. I'm waiting for you not to call. What's up, bang?”
“Ehmm.. what is it? I forget. Later if you remember I told you.”
The conversation halted when the ambulance arrived and brought the patient who collapsed suddenly. Daffa hurried to leave Geya and immediately handled the patient. Geya's eyes continued to watch over Daffa's movements until Ria came to disperse her daydream.
“So she's the reason you brought Bimo here?” ask Ria.
“Iya. A handsome Daffa doctor?”
“Iya, handsome. Still single?”
“Ngga, already have a candidate.”
“Well if you already have a candidate, why do you screw him?”
“Kan my candidate, weeee.”
“Dih... ngarep.”
“Bodo.”
Geya immediately left Ria. The girl walked towards the administration desk. He had promised to pay for Bimo's treatment if he wanted to be treated at Ibn Sina hospital. Ria just shook her head to look at her best friend's behavior.
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The next morning, the events of yesterday were repeated. When all the residents of the house have finished performing the shajuh prayer service, Geya is still cool surfing in her dream. His eyes were closed with peace, with his hands and feet hugging tightly.
Kenan shook his head looking at the child who was still asleep. The man went into the bathroom. He was about to take a sack of water to water his daughter. At the same time Geya's phone rang. The girl woke up from her sleep, seeing the name of the caller was Daffa, Geya immediately answered the call.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam. Just woke up?”
“Iya, hehehe.”
“Shalat was there. I'll call again.”
“Ok, bang.”
Kenan only looked at his son who immediately woke up and came out of the room after getting a phone call from out of who. The man put the dipper back in place and took Geya's phone. He wondered who had called his daughter to make her so excited.
“Vigor Pantes, the phone Daffa turned out.”
The man put the phone back on the nightstand, then walked out of the room. With a smile on his face, Kenan went down the stairs. Looks like Daffa has his own way of pondering his daughter. Kenan had indeed complained to Daffa about Geya being difficult to wake up during dawn.
Geya immediately returned to the room after she finished praying. Just as he picked up the phone, Daffa called him back. With a cheerful face, the girl immediately answered him.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam. Did you pray?”
“Udah, bang.”
“That's dong, don't males wake up shubuh. The prayer is the heaviest because it has to wake up before sunrise, and exposed to cold water during ablution. But there are many things that God promises if His servant wants to pray. One of them was his fortune. Don't be lazy wake up shubuh ya, the same time chicken.”
“Hehehe.
“There training.”
“Hah? What exercise, bang?”
“Kata daddy you when the dawn runs out you like taekwondo.” practice
“Iya, hehehe.”
“Right training yes. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam.”
“YESS!!”
Geya shouted loudly after Daffa ended his call. Excitedly she changed her nightgown with a double. After wearing his belt which was still white, Geya immediately went down. He immediately joined his father and two brothers to practice taekwondo.
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“Grandfather.” Geya sat herself down next to Abi who was relaxing in the living room.
“What?”
“I again bete.”
“Bete why?”
“I spel sama bang Daffa. A week ago he was very diligent phone me, wake up I fit again to sleep continue to pray. Well these four days I will always wake up shajuh directly pray. He called me ready. Eh he's just a nanya, have you prayed? Yes, I answered. Okay, he said just keep hanging up. We'll be rich tomorrow for four days. Uh now it's been two days he's never called again, kesel kek.”
Abi just laughed a little at the grievances of his grandson. In addition to successfully becoming his minions in uniting couples who want to be betrothed by him, Daffa also has a unique way to make his famous grandson kebluk to wake shubuh.
“He taught you to wake up and pray in time. Good thing, at first you woke up shubuh because you were embarrassed that Daffa called you not awake. For a long time you get used to waking up. Good right?”
Geya just kept silent to reflect on the words of her grandfather. It is true, now he is not difficult to wake up shabuh again. In addition to being ashamed of the man, he had also started to get used to waking up earlier.
“Means he's a good candidate for priest yes, kek.”
“Iya.”
“Kakek has no intention to make my soul mate, so?”
“Hard for his power.”
“How difficult? Grandpa's time has no idea anyway to trap me as bang Daffa?”
“Daffa was already a grandfather's henchman since Arsy's great-grandfather with Irzal. So he's understood all grandfather's tricks. Surely he immediately knew that grandfather set a trap, and it was clear the result must be gatot. You resigned ajalah.”
“Ya.. Grandpa mahitu, Arsy's turn, sister Stella same sister Aya aidedin. Because of me, grandfather does not want to help, grandpa chose this,” Geya began to sulk.
“Quiet, later grandfather help, but wait for him to settle the residence first yes. There's only three months left. Now he's going to settle his residency. And you went to college first. You're going to be interning soon, right?”
“Iya, cake.”
“Where do you want to intern? In daddy's office what's papa Kenzie? Or would you like papa Ravin?”
“Ngga ah, I want to intern at Ibn Sina hospital aja.”
“Hah? Want an internship so what are you? Mopper?”
“Kakek ish.” Geya patted her grandfather's arm.
“Not that, you're not ashamed of what an apprentice there is. Your GPA will not be 3. If you intern at daddy's office you are safer.”
“Kakek mah that. Anyway I want to intern at Ibn Sina. Grandpa please tell papa Reyhan yes.”
Abi just gawked to hear Geya already calling Reyhan papa, not om anymore. Geya threw a sweet smile then left the grandfather who was still dizzy with his behavior. While humming the girl back to her room.
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**Abi really made puyeng am his grandson🤣
Difficult yes kek if you want to trap your own henchmen, the trick is already kebaca🤣**
