
Pov Nisa's
At lunch with Mona in the room, the phone clinks. A message from Duda Mesum. Actually lazy to read, but just realized, at this time he should be at home with my family.
I open with my left hand. A video of her with El.
"The El's video, huh?" asked Mona without stopping eating, fried bandeng fish combined vegetables and onion sauce.
"Kok know?"
"Yes, your smile is always the same when you look at photos or videos of El." Sipping water in a glass.
"Look, look" he asked. I put the phone in front of him and continued my lunch.
"Eh there's a God sir, don't you see it wrong?" He repeated the video. Want to make sure again.
"Yes right Nis, Lord God. She's working there?" inquiringly.
"Hu'um, I let him go there." I still have a lot left.
"Alhamdulillah, how did your parents react?"
I just shrugged my shoulders. Don't know what's going on yet.
After we finished eating, we cleaned and washed the dirty equipment.
Then Mona went back to the room, already sleepy she said. I was the same, my eyes started to feel heavy. Although I really want to contact my mom and dad there, but I did not do it. Perhaps they were talking seriously to the gods.
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I don't know what time I slept. However, upon awakening from the continuous sound of the cell phone, the clock on the wall shows four o'clock past fifteen minutes, in the afternoon.
A video call from my mom. Immediately I fix the origin of the hair that must have been tangled because I just woke up. I pressed the green button. On display appeared a face that I should have kissed and hugged today.
"Ma .. ma," he said with a big smile. My eyes are starting to heat up. Mama misses, son!
"Where's the greeting, son?" i asked.
He simply pointed at the screen in front of him, with a mouth that was pursed in an agitation.
"Obil, obil pa ...." El who was in my lap showed me a new toy I picked yesterday, while accompanying the shopping god.
"El like his car?" Not answering, thrashing asked to be taken down from the lap. Then ran while carrying the toy.
"Ma, how's it going in there?" my question is, now on the screen has changed the face of my mother.
"It's fine, really. The god is a little quiet, isn't he?"
"What's the matter, Ma?"
"No, he was talking as necessary. Get to the core of the problem. When asked, also answer as necessary. Mama so confused to say what else, no ingredients, it's finished hehehe."
"That's so Ma, if you've just met. But later if it's familiar, Mama will often joke later."
"Isn't he? How about yourself?" search mama.
"What about, Ma?"
"Did he like to joke with you now?"
"Not joking Ma, exactly disturbing. Like to be upset, make a bad mood when in the office," my sniffles to mama.
"There again?"
"So, he actually likes to offer food, but I refused. It's too bad to deal with him."
"Hem."
"Kok, hemm anyway, Ma?"
"Mom saw something between the two of you."
"Ih, Mama looks like a psychic on television." I chuckled at my paradise.
"How did you respond, Ma?"
"Okay, anyway. Your father isn't as emotional now. He is more patient and calm. Now even often participate in the study and become one of the managers of our mosque. That's why when you tell me, God wants to go home, mama relax. Yes, because of that," explained Mama.
"You, want to start over with the gods?"
Aishh .. mama asked so, how to answer.
"Not knowing Ma, not thinking much. Ma, yes, not yet ashar. I just woke up when Mama called."
"Yes, don't like to stay up late. Less watching the Drakor." Mom's advice this time.
Geez, how do you know about Drakor? Forgive DJ.
"Hehehe, yes my dear mama. Assalamu alaikum."
"Waalaikum salam."
I took ablution, fulfilled the pending obligation.
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This morning, the God passed in front of me with a cheerful face. Did his encounter with El make him that happy? I don't know.
"Nis, the Lord is very cheerful today. He was looking at you" Mona whispered.
"Oo, don't worry, Mon. I did a lot of work today" I said pretending to be busy. Actually curious to hear the story directly from God, but.
"Nis, your phone's broken, huh?" Reina's secretary, already standing behind me.
"No idea, Ma'am. Saturday afternoon was normal. Why yes, Mommy?"
"So I couldn't call. Later please check, so that it can be confirmed if it is damaged. Now to the room of Lord first. You're wanted with him," he said.
"Ready Ma'am," I said standing up, stepping into the room.
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"Thank you for letting me, seeing El and your parents. They're good and quite understanding of our problems" he explained.
"Yes, equally. What about El? Does he want to interact with you?" my many.
"Of course, his name is also a biological child must have a bond, such as ...."
Geck, tok!
The sound of knocking on the door stopped the speech of the God. Her forehead is folded, feeling disturbed, perhaps.
"Lake in!" Slightly raise the volume of his voice.
Door opens. A courier, carrying a large bouquet of red roses.
"Sorry sir, I'm in a hurry. Something happened. That's why I'm desperate to come in here because I'm looking for Nisa's mom" explained the courier.
"Yes. Go ahead" Dea replied
"What is your name Nisa."
I just want to say it.
"Please sign this." The answer is to hand over a receipt. Immediately received.
"And here's a bouquet of a hundred roses for you."
I cannot say in surprise. A hundred roses?
Meanwhile, the face of the God turned red. Is he upset? Ah ... leave it.
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Seriate
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