Langinese. Me, You, and a Wound
Religion in Their View
"You?"
"You?"
They almost simultaneously said the same word, Keysa's hand even pointed. While the man was quite glaring in shock followed by a stiffened body.
"Not enough trouble yet, now you're following me on purpose?"
He finally managed to master his shock, even boldly approaching Keysa, as if forgetting where he was. Keysa gaped followed by a frown. She's definitely not a maid, because Mama never hired a maid, is she Papa's employee at the stall? Or is she Mama's employee at the store? Then why did he get in his room?
"I've never been in trouble, you're the one ..."
"Lian ..."
Papa came in followed by his call and the man pulled over a little as the man was a little patchy past him.
"Oh my son is awake. Quickly drink the juice. It was made by papa, as well as an apology for not welcoming you. And the mangoes too, dear. Oh yeah this is Lian, the new employee. He also bought the mangoes. It should have been here since, but he said there was a little trouble on the way."
Papa spoke at length, without heeding their widened eyes in shock. The man then patted Lian on the shoulder while saying.
"Step, Li!"
Papa passed out and Lian who had been unconscious tried to solve his surprise. He followed behind Mr. Jesha, right after Lian whispered a sentence.
"More money!" Complete with several pieces of tens of money placed on the table. Keysa just glared with his mouth shut. Oh Father, what else is this?
He's Papa's new employee? Keysa fumbled the right word to describe it all. Their families only hang their lives on clothing stores and catfish pecel stalls. Quite two possibilities, if not employees at Papa stalls then the man works at a clothing store that is guarded by Mama. But this is impossible, Mama only accepts female employees to keep her shop, and that means ...?
Key suddenly shook his head, a clarity that made him inexhaustible. The man will definitely stay on the same roof as Keysa.
Papa pays his employees fifty thousand per day, but Keysa knows Papa also takes care of all the needs of the employees. Rooms near the kitchen are those devoted to workers, while dining and other necessities can be available without paying a penny.
"There are times, given money so shocked."
El who spoke, the oriental girl came in and sat down with a smile that was without guilt. Keysa had cheered but did not protest, he walked towards the drink and immediately gulped it down. El snatched the snack he had brought himself.
"Unacquainted?"
"important?"
The tone is ketus then sit while leaning on the side of the bed. El himself had sat down, but he chose on the study chair in Keysa's room.
There are many pictures in this room. On the right, it features an artist with an injured right ear, and the center of the image is like Leonardo da Vinci's Last Super. The shooting Company of frans banning cocq and willem Van Ruytenburch or better known as The Night Watch by Rembrandt.
The pictures also seem to imitate the original paintings. El did not memorize everything, he only remembered one of the pictures that Key had ever described. It is in the most separate picture next to the window. A picture of David da goliad showing in another wall painting the chapel system, such as forming the Hebrew letter gimel. Her brother said, it symbolizes strength in the mystical Kabbalah tradition.
"It's a good story, brother."
El shows the novel that was borrowed from Mama. Key doesn't like books and El knows. But Key's interest in the images is like making them bear little resemblance, isn't painting literary in the form of symbols and colors? That's at least according to El although he always can protest at length from his brother. Key never wanted to be likened to his sister.
Keysa slid his back, slowly pulled the blanket and covered the body up to the face. El hurriedly pulled.
"Truly, Umberto Eco is very good at your story."
"It's not like jamu gasket concocts everything."
"But really, Brother, Adso and his girl look like Mama Papa."
"Belgium!"
"The statue is unique, one lives within the walls of the monastery and the other lives outside. But the solidity of the walls of the monastery does not deter their love."
Key chose to close his eyes, he did not care much less what the boy said. El may have been only two years behind Key, but his mind, which was always confined to the boundaries of the letters, had already confirmed that he was still a boy.
"Sister in love with Jo's super cute brother is indeed interesting, I support it."
Keysa swerved under the blanket, what does it mean to suddenly discuss Jo? Although upset he remained silent and closed his eyes. The word fall in love from El was probably more suitable he added with the word "ever" Key's heart was no longer there for Jo, but let it be.
"But .. big sister love is actually very ordinary and not too challenging."
What does it mean by challenging? Is love just a game in which there is a word win and no, to the point of having to anoint it with a word challenge? Just be right. Key was getting upset, the severity of his body became a little sultry and itchy. Though outside the rain is still heavy, Key rubbed his sweat then rose and went to the bathroom. El got wide-eyed and asked innocently.
Keysa pushed El's body out of the room without heeding her sister's words. He changed his nightgown to a leather jacket and blue salted egg jeans.
Obviously not, how could he sleep in a state of being lectured at length, more so plus the mind floated out of nowhere. Does he think his mind is only enough to be in one place like El who always shut himself in the house? Key quickly came out after it felt ready. Simply put on a little powder and take his sling bag he already feels enough.
El was still waiting outside and irritatingly trailing Key behind him, his tone was still the same as if speaking at length about love based on a dictionary in his book world. Keysa clenched his feet and leaned on El, his sister taking a few steps back.
"You don't know anything about love, little brother. Learn to go out and find your love there. Don't just use your letters."
Keysa pointed at the book in El's hand followed by a satisfied smile, then let the sound of his shoe-tock heels that came into contact with the floor. He rode the motorcycle he took from the garage next to the house.
It's still raining, but Key doesn't care. He simply keeps his bag in a motor box. His short shoulder-length hair was covered in a helmet, he stopped by for a while at a meatball stall to fill his stomach with a serving of warm meatballs and tea. Then Key was silent for a moment when he heard the Ashar Adhan.
Mama said, the Adhan was God's call, reminding to stop any activity, and even though Key was different from Mama always chose to wait for each voice to be heard. Although Key himself was once irritated because he woke up when he heard the voice that was spoken very loudly. He protested with Mama until the woman had time to swerve.
"Say God is near and hearing, but why use loudspeakers, Ma."
Mama was silent and smiling.
"Of course, dear, God is almighty to hear even when we bow down as we whisper the floor. God heard. Allah is above all things. God never needs our charity, does not need our gratitude, and does not impact even His Greatness if we turn away from Him. In the book of Mama, Surah Al-Fathir verse 15 and An-Naml verse 40 Allah has also explained that Allah does not need such. And for the Adhan itself, it is as an appeal to men. Where human nature is different from God, they are not all-hearing, that is why the Adhan uses loudspeakers so that people are called, moved and then hastened."
Keysa started to activate his phone after Adzan. He just opened and replied to a message from Mama to be careful. Then Windy showed Jo's name there.
[I know Jo's reason, you wouldn't have thought that ..]
Key figured for himself that line would continue "he's gay" and he's too lazy to respond. Moreover, his fellow High School group friends are crowded and he also saw the name Jo there, worse the guy followed comments. Key deactivates and then sees Chat from Milla. Five messages are unread. He only captures the last word containing the sentence,
[where are you? Uda arrived, right Key? Could ..]
Only that and Key chose not to reply, moreover he also today wants to go to his best friend's house. Looking at the old man who was sitting on a wheelchair, but his hands were always good at playing a brush on canvas. He is Papa Milla.
Key found someone running towards the mosque as he was about to get on his bike. The guy was a little tall and his hair was curly, the girl's eyes were wide-eyed and he reflexively snorted annoyedly as their arms touched.
"Why always .. interrupt!"
Lian did not continue the sentence and then walked a little hastily, but the direction was no longer into the mosque. Key involuntarily frowned and he noticed Lian's body walking to the side where the people were ablaze. After that he just walked again towards the mosque, and it was successful more and more to make Key confusion.
The girl stepped over to the place where she sat and washed her feet, then slowly entered. He found Lian already in a rut. There were a few people to Lian's right and left. One man at the front, and then at the very back, there are some women who are able to follow their every move. It'll be a little long, but Key doesn't care. He has to solve his problems today. Lian had already accused Key of making trouble at the beginning of their meeting, worse when entering his room instead of apologizing, just acting like he was still wrong and now .. disturbing?
"Hey, Neng's getting out!"
The woman with the head immediately pulled him, Key flicked his arm with a frown. The woman was like just finished sitting with the remnants of water on her face, strangely she did not immediately join and instead told him to come out?
"I washed before I got here."
Key says fast. He thought it was possible that this woman thought Key was dirty. But strangely the woman was precisely delicating and pulling him again, Key to grimace. He shook his hand but the pull was already like a check.
"Hey what the hell is this?"
Key's tone became a little high and the woman loosened her pull even though she had not taken off. Their position was near the door.
"You still can't enter the mosque, the church where you are, Neng."
Uh what else is this? Why bring a place of worship?
"But I had no intention of doing anything, not bothering and even though my shirt was a little wet but not dripping on the floor, it didn't get dirty at all."
The woman snorted, shook her head indistinctly and ruffled her waist. Next to her hand she pointed at the necklace around Key's neck.
"You're a Christian and you don't deserve to be here!"
The tone is high and hard, to the point that it quite echoes and bounces from behind the walls of the Mosque. Worse the people who were lined up and the prayers had started to stop and pay attention to them. But Keysa didn't care about the atmosphere, just his last words? Unbecoming... What does that mean? What is wrong with his identity? Key's eyes suddenly turned red, his chest was hot and he didn't know his entire joint was broken. He took a few steps back.
"There is no one religion that teaches evil to its adherents, Teteh. Don't embarrass yourself with that attitude. I know what you mean, Tetuh, but that's not how."
The words whispered right behind Key, but the girl was still staring, and she felt someone grab her shoulder and led her out.
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Em, this does not mean to damage SARA yes, because the logical reason will be answered later.so yuk read on, do not forget the vote and comment.
