IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Homehouse

The class ends at two in the afternoon.

Unlike the usual, when emotions overflow bring him to eat continuously. This time I had no taste for food.

I was very curious, what advice would you give after hearing the news I brought.

It's really outside my head.

How would Dian react if I told someone that proposed to me (think so).

On the way home, I tried to contact Dian.

After what happened yesterday, I felt that there was someone who deserved to hear my complaint, other than my mother.

Maybe yesterday I said to him "I can handle myself" but not this time. My heart needs a booster, it needs a booster shot to get through this.

In front of me was a driver, but I no longer ignored him.

I called Dian and told him what had happened. Spontaneous answer to him

"i am marrying you right now. Than you have anyone else"

What a ridiculous thing is that. Can be ragged I'm the same ustadzah Zia. Sometimes emotions can indeed make a person's mind is no longer normal.

After a long conversation, I turned off the phone. I also told her if it was currently on the way home.

The online taxi I rode entered the boutique courtyard. I looked at the courtyard of the house that I had left for a few months. Nothing has changed.

Until my mom realized that her daughter was coming home.

"Kayra, baby" Mama showered me with kisses. My mom misses me, and so do I.

After that I greeted the servants of the mother who had grown to four people, after previously only two people.

"Again a lot of yah ma, until added the officer" asked me want to know.

"you forget that soon Maryam's wedding reception will be with your lecturer? " my mother answered enthusiastically.

"owh, so pesen same mama-dress her"

"not just the wedding dress, but all the family clothes. The family of two brides" this time the mother emphasized on the word 'two families'. That means orders are really a lot.

"so this is what makes mama forget the same girl" said I a little frown.

"well, not so dear, but we must be trustworthy with work. Moreover, the deadline is urgent"

This time my mom and I entered the house. I lay on the couch for a moment. I feel very missed about this place.

"getting home at what time ma" did not forget I missed the adek carried away, flirtatious, concerned. Ter. ter.. ter.. ter. She is not the same as him.

"usually at 3. Did you tell me you were coming home today? "

"no" I replied briefly.

"mama cook what? " i followed my mother to the kitchen preparing the cake.

"there's kare rajungan. Brother hasn't eaten yet? "

"yet ma" did not think long I immediately took the plate. Maybe I'm not having a taste for food, but I'm not interested in outdoor cooking.

"tumben" asked mama to investigate. Then I looked at my body.

"why ma? Kayra is getting slimmer, is it getting fuller? " ask me flirting.

"more noise" replied the mother at a glance.

"no ma. Want to sleep at home, miss the bed"

"with permission? why not go home with Siska? "

"yet ma. Kayra calls Siska later, let's tell her the same ummi"

"tumben brother came home impromptu, not together with Siska. Any problem? " ask mom to start investigating.

I choked, and soon Mama got some drinking water.

"mama, the child is still eating and chatting" papa approached the dining table.

"have you come home, Tumben?" ask me.

"yes, a hunch maybe if her daughter comes home" papa teases.

"had forgotten yes now the same Papa, never the phone" papa rebuked.

"Mama's phone was never picked up. Kayra is also again busy on campus. Kayra wants to take acceleration class. So also Mr. Nicholas asked Kayra to be his assistant. Wedding holidays until after the wedding"

"waaah, it's great, papa's son. But why should you, is there no substitute lecturer? "

"substitute lecturers remain kok pa"

Papa sat with me to finish my meal. She scolded my mom for asking me to talk, but now my dad keeps asking me questions. Maybe the longing makes you forget.

If they knew, I would miss this house. But should I run back? it feels too hard for me to plan myself.

When I talked to Papa, Mom went back to the boutique. Until the clock shows at four o'clock in the afternoon, adek came to enliven the house. Soon followed by mom, who left the office faster.

The mood I miss so much. The increase in age has not also made me and adek changed the nature and attitude at home.

Until the adzan magrib in Kumandangkan, we all went to the mosque together. For the first time in a long time. I finally set foot back in this mosque.

Whether what will happen, hopefully this worship is not judged for world affairs alone. Isn't this a public place, even this is the house of God. Why should I be afraid or reluctant to come, just because of someone.

Allah is All-Knowing of All. Hopefully Zia's ustadzah will get guidance soon.

Dinner time's coming. And this is the time I most wait to convey the purpose of my return.

"ma, for example can Ustad's son-in-law, Turkish S2 graduates. How's mama? " ask me while helping mom set the menu on the table.

"no how the hell. If indeed it's the best mate for your child, what can mama" responded lightly.

"if your child is currently in the application of people and in the near future will get married" I no longer jokingly remember the mother who responded to my conversation casually.

"huh, brother seriously? " it was precisely the adek who immediately grabbed with a high tone, because of his shock.

"the other is also joking. Your sister where dare to marry" turned out to be the mother who responded to my conversation jokingly.

"kalo Kayra seriously, will Mama and Papa allow it? " i keep asking about the core.

"it seems to be what makes my brother come home" Papa took me seriously.

I nodded as I pulled up the bench and sat down next to Papa.

"uh, this brother. Just kidding back home"

"Kayra's not kidding mama" I said once again reassuring everyone.

"we ate first. The cold rush of his cooking" Papa stopped our conversation and immediately started a dinner.

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