Hilal Jodoh Unseen

Neighbors

After shower and dinner together. Arabella went straight into the room, there was Anabella there. The rebound with both feet raised up, with the wall as the footrest.

They are both one room. Since childhood, Anabella. Can't sleep alone. He said he was afraid of waking up in the middle of the night.

"Tralalal... Trillilli..."

The little smile came out of Anabella's mouth with both ears wearing earphones, maybe her sister was listening to music.

"Ana, the lie is right. I'm going to sleep."

Unfortunately, Arabella's speech was not heard by Ana. The woman was busy with her dress especially Ana was wearing earphones.

"By, Anabella!"

Arabella clucked irritably, then she raised her tone while ruffled waist. "Let's! I know you hear my voice."

Instead of feeling guilty Ana herself even chuckled, she just pretended not to hear Arabella's voice. Actually Ana knew of her brother's whereabouts since.

"Hihi, sister. Don't fury! It will grow gray like Dad."

This is Anabella, the figure of a sister who is so annoying. If all day at home with Ana maybe Arabella has dizzy seven circumference.

"What does it have to do with growing gray hair with anger?"

Ana confirmed her sitting position and the two sisters faced each other on the bed.

"Oh, this brother is always serious." Ana complains while breathing a long breath. His attitude with the elder brother was indeed one hundred and eighty degrees different.

From birth, and left for dead by her mother Ana has always depended on Mr. Haidar. Especially to Anabella, her brother was very loving and patient. Facing his barbaric and spoiled attitude acutely.

In addition to being a father, Mr. Haidar is also a mother who loves and educates his two daughters well.

Harmonious families living in simple suburbs of the city. Life as it is without exaggeration. Honestly every morning Ana always act, her lips that can not be silent always reply to the nyinyinyiran mothers thick red lipstick flaming.

For example, yesterday morning when Arabella was sweeping the yard with as usual a vegetable with her cart always in front of Mr. Haidar's house.

So the vegetable maker was targeted by mothers, buying daily necessities. Shop while berghibah riya ala mothers berdaster.

There Ana went shopping, her sister was the first time to buy vegetables, no matter what she bought later. Even though before being told to shop, Arabella had instructed Ana to buy what she asked.

"Dam, Ana. By the way when did your sister get married?" Ask the mothers with red rice with a rose motif.

"Yes, Ana. Does your sister want to be an old virgin" Chirps Mothers.

Just making the other mothers laugh, the ridicule made Ana's ears heat up. The two little hands clenched firmly with as her eyes sharpened.

"Haha.."

No doubt Ana's target was to pelting the mothers with vegetables. Unconcerned with the greengrocer's trade ruined by Ana's annoyance.

"That's my trade!" Shouting hysterical greengrocer with nelangsa. Instead of stopping the actions of Ana the vegetable maker was silent while biting a finger.

"Heh, you crazy girl! Stop that!." The protest of the mothers while trying to avoid the attack from Ana.

"Feel this! How dare you mock my brother."

With increasing anger, Ana's actions become increasingly brutal. Arabella who saw it was shocked, approached her sister who was raging.

"God, Ana. What are you doing." Said Arabella while trying to stop Ana's actions.

"Once watch out, brother. These mothers must be taught a lesson." Angered Ana, she encourages Arabella and wants to grab the hair of mothers with long shoulders.

"Feel this!"

When you want to grab the hair bun of the mothers, the screams of the vegetable maker can make everything there silent.

"HENTIKAN!"

It was not once twice, then many times. That's Ana, her sister is always itching if not reciprocating the neighbor's nyinyiran.

Recalling the incident made the pair of older sisters laugh. Ana's courageous attitude is able to challenge anyone who dares to disturb her family.

"Emang really, yes, the neighbor's mouth says it's as spicy as a bon chilli." Ana said while grunting annoyed.

"Don't do that." Strictly Arabella while laying down her body.

"Well how else, the duty of the neighbor is nyinyir. Yes, if you don't lose it. Ghibahs."

The night is getting late. The air was getting colder with the sound of a fairly strong wind blowing out there. It had been three hours, he was lying down but the drowsiness had not been felt yet.

Though Ana was already asleep with saliva flooding the pillow. Arabella chuckles at it, very funny. Every morning, Ana would always wash her scabbard.

Switching to staring at the clock, it's already one night. Suddenly his memory comes back to life as a man in a TNI uniform offers his own seat for himself.

"Astagfirullahal. Why do I remember that guy." Arabella screamed while shaking her head.

Elsewhere a man was sitting on a prayer mat, wearing a cocoa outfit complete with sarongs and peci. Looks handsome pus dashing.

Both hands looked up, praying fervently for the prayers he offered.

"God, meet the servant again with the figure of the woman! Honestly speaking, I was very fascinated by her tenderness let alone that she looked very nice and beautiful."