Kuyang Dribble

114. Want to Chase Maling

That night, Ejah had to be a little patient. He could not launch the action because Usman still survive on the porch of the house while waiting for the rain to subside.

Although only drizzle but can make drenched. Moreover, the distance of the rented house occupied by Mak Ejah with a highway is quite far. Besides, Mak Ejah does not have an umbrella. Mak Ejah thought there was no need to buy a lot of furniture because he would not stay there for long. To borrow from neighbors also feels awkward.

"I'm going home now, Mom" Usman said suddenly.

"But it's still drizzling Man. If you're sick because of the rain how ?" ask mak Ejah the stale base.

"You're sick just take your medicine. Instead of staying here and on I missed the vehicle, I'd better go home now" Usman said as he stood up.

"Yes, you think that's the best. Thanks Man, do not forget to look at Oci yes," pinta mak Ejah when Usman kissed the back of his hand.

"Yes, Mak also do not forget to take care of health. I went home, Mak, Assalamualaikum ...," said Usman while stepping out of the rented house occupied by Mak Ejah.

Mak Ejah also stared at Usman's departure while cheering inwardly. After Usman disappeared at the end of the alley, Mak Ejah rushed to close the door of the house.

While waiting for the right time, Mak Ejah seemed to be pacing around in the house.

While in the rented house Fikri looks restless Arafah. The toddler continued to cry even though he had been persuaded and given milk. Even the night began to creep up meaning Arafah's sleeping hours were passed.

Because Ayu could not carry Arafah considering that the wound on his stomach had not healed, then Fikri was the one in charge of putting Arafah to sleep. He held Arafah while reciting the sholawat. Usually the beautiful toddler will fall asleep to hear the sholawat his father fondled. But this time it's different. Arafah was crying louder while staring at the window.

"Tumben is so hard to beat, son. Arafah what the hell do you want ?" ayu asked while holding her stomach as she got out of bed.

"Udah gapapa Mi's. Let Arafah be with me. If Ummi is tired, rest. Ummi also needs to rest so that he can recover," said Fikri with a smile.

"How can I sleep if Arafah cries and continues to Bi. Don't have the heart of me" said Ayu while wiping tears on Arafah's face.

"Well try dong Mi," said Fikri.

"Difficult Bi. I'm worried about Arafah too. Moreover, he squirms to the window directly daritadi. Do not-don't Arafah wriggling creatures that have taken away his brother is Bi. Kan said toddler children are still sacred and can still squirm invisible apparitions aka the ghost of Bi," said Ayu while shivering in horror

Ayu's words made Fikri a little upset. He looked at his wife's face and shook his head.

"You need to think about it Mi. Please don't make me feel dizzy. If you're sick again, don't you panic me later ?" said Fikri patiently.

Ayu looked at her husband for a moment and nodded. He again sat on the bed with both legs straightened and his back leaned against the bed rest. Then Ayu began to recite as she had often done so far.

Hearing the sholawat that Fikri was holding made Ayu sleepy and slowly began to close her eyes. A moment later Ayu appeared to be asleep while sitting leaning back. And so did Arafah. The little girl seemed to start closing her eyes from exhaustion after crying and screaming earlier.

Knowing his son and wife were asleep, Fikri smiled. He still held Arafah because he was worried that the toddler would wake up when placed in bed. Because of the weight of Arafah that began to weigh, then Fikri needed a cloth to carry it.

Although Ayu has some practical and contemporary baby carrier, but Fikri prefers to use batik shawl to carry her child. Simple reason. Fikri felt close to the mother who gave birth to him because he believed he was also carried with a scarf first.

Fikri rushed to find a shawl in the pile of clothes of the child in the basket of clothes.

"Thank God meet," muttered Fikti with a smile.

Then Fikri pulled the red batik scarf slowly. Before using it Fikri flicked it three times while reading sholawat. The goal is just to make something invisible that hides behind the folds of the scarf go away and not disturb Arafah.

When the third flutter, Fikri's eyes accidentally stared at the window. It was then that Fikri saw the appearance of the face of a woman observing from behind the window. Only head and no body.

"Astaghfirullah aladziim .., what the hell," murmured Fikri while hugging Arafah tighter.

Fikri let out a long sigh and turned to his sleeping wife in a sitting position. Fikri was happy because Ayu did not watch what she saw earlier.

Fikri quickly draped a shawl on his shoulder so that he could carry Arafah immediately. After that he approached Ayu and checked the condition of the wife.

"Mi .., Ummi ...," called Fikri while gently patting his wife's cheek.

Ayu opened her eyes and smiled.

"What's Bi ?. I slept with Arafahan. Here taro next to Me," pinta Ayu while patting the empty spot beside her.

"Ga. Arafah let me just carry it. Mmm .., you wake up and don't go to sleep. Many dhikr do not let your guard down. I'm going out for a minute" said Fikri.

"Get out a minute?, what do you want ?" ask Ayu confused.

"You're chasing a thief" said Fikri lying while moving to leave Ayu.

Sighly Ayu held her husband's arm. He shook his head as Fikri turned to him.

"Don't go anywhere Bi. I takuuutt ...," whispered Ayu worriedly.

"I'm not going anywhere, just to the terrace only Mi," said Fikri.

"Same aja. Anyway, I don't want to be left alone. If you come out, I'll come. You go to the kitchen or the bathroom, I'm coming too" Ayu said quickly.

"So I want a pup, you're coming too ?" asked Fikri while holding back a laugh.

"Yes. Let it smell, the important thing is you are not far from Me," said Ayu to make Fikri laugh.

"Ish, why is my beautiful wife so scared gini anyway," said Fikri while pinching Ayu's cheek with anxiety.

"I'm a coward because of that demon Bi. Somewhere you go these nights, take Arafah everything. Ntar if Arafah is attacked by the same stealth that disguised as a thief how ?" ask Ayu worriedly.

"That's exactly what I brought Arafah. If you can take care of yourself, but Arafah can't. Hence I carry Arafah let you focus more on yourself," said Fikri while patting Arafah's back gently.

Fikri's words made Ayu round her eyes in annoyance. He grabbed the broomstick lying on the bed and swung it at Fikri.

"You want me to be eaten by the creature Bii ...?!" said Ayu lantang.

"Ssttt .., don't yell Mi. It was night, shame on the neighbors" Fikri said.

"Latin !. Abis You are the same with me. How could you please save Arafah but not save me," said Ayu with teary eyes.

"Yes Allah. That's not what I mean Mi ...!" fikri gemas said.

But Ayu doesn't care. He cried and it made Fikri upset. How can he catch something or someone that is stalking his house if Ayu keeps whining like that.

"Yes, it's gini. You come with me ahead. Bring the broomstick all over. Don't be noisy and grieve my cues. Do you know ?" ask Fikri.

Ayu nodded and hurried to wipe away her tears. Before coming out of the room Ayu was wearing a hijab. Afterwards he walked slowly following Fikri while holding a broom tightly.

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