Lord, Accept My Repentance

Moving House

*And do not approach adultery; (zina) it is a wicked deed, and a bad way. (QS. Al-Isra' verse 32*.)

We had arrived in front of a house that was fenced in white and had no attic, probably considering that only the two of us lived.

No helpers, that's Dad's order. We were not given a helper nor a driver, nothing now had to be alone.

The sound of the notification goes into the phone, it turns out the transfer money from Father and Mother. They will send money every month to us.

"I want to go, you're okay, right?"

"What's he doing?" I pushed the suitcase into the room. He got out of the house and locked it.

In the car, we were given one key. I also have a spare key to the house.

Tok to tok.

A knock was heard as I was already holding the doorknob of the room, "Oh, who the hell? People want to be a little too!" I sat and finally walked to the door.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" I was surprised when I saw Farhan was already in front of the house with a suitcase next to him, "would you bring all the suitcases?"

"I'm the one who will help you learn other than a home schooling teacher" he explained with a thin smile.

I put one lip up, "Dih, what the fuck! There's nothing!" reject me who is starting to get frustrated with what Dad has done.

"Calm down, we won't be both. There'll be my maid here, but she'll only serve me. It's not you and your brother" she explained, which left me speechless.

I clenched my hands and shouted as I walked in, driving him away was no longer possible. If Dad told you to, then you can't be bothered.

Although there is no level, but this house is quite large until the rooms in it are four. Fits for me, brother, Farhan and his maid.

"Crazy! I can't stop thinking, how can I tell him? What's his relationship with Dad until he wants to?" I growled with pacing beside the mattress with a room that is not too wide.

After finishing cleaning the room and arrange the clothes into a closet with three doors.

I took the phone and I blocked Dad's number, I was furious at the guy. Is it okay if I hate him?

"You don't eat? It's almost 7 p.m.," cried a now familiar voice in my ear.

"No, just you," I'm kicked out of bed with a social media tug.

"Get out!"

"What right do you have to tell me?" ask me with a voice I raise an octave.

"Or I'll carry you from the room to the dining table!" his threat instantly made me sit up quickly.

Put the phone on the nightstand and open the door she already has in front of my room, "Don't like being threatened!" hardiknya and passed away leaving.

"I've eaten" I said and stood up holding a wooden chair.

"What time? Where's where?"

"Why do you bother caring about me? I'm not who you are!"

"Your father has a lot to do with my family, I'm just like you. Don't want a debt of gratitude," he stressed in the last sentence like I said last afternoon when giving him mineral water.

"Ck!" I clucked and looked away, "apparently because there was something. I'm sure, anyway, that there are in this day and age who really sincerely help!"

"Surely, who would be willing to help without a reply? I also pray and do my duty to get God's reward - heaven and my life are fine."

I fell silent and stared at him, "Guild up!" cut me to end the debate. Go back to the room and plan to hang out at the cafe.

Not satisfied I was there even my coffee was not finished I drank due to a phone call from Mom last afternoon.

"Where are you going?" asked Farhan who was suddenly in the living room.

"Not only that, I was also ordered to take care of you. It's 7pm and I'll be willing to Isya, you better eat and pray it's out of bed. My maid will probably come tomorrow so that you can accompany her at home while home schooling later."

I pushed my body towards him, I didn't think. Doesn't he get tired of talking like a principal.

Perhaps, if he and Buk Wati combined would be suitable. You both can't stop talking.

"Bodo very!" I said pressing every word I said just now.

Get out of the house and lock it from the outside, at least he needs time to pick up and open the door of the house.

Luckily, the gojek I ordered has arrived. Actually, I'm not a demanding kid.

The proof, when there is no car given by Father and Mother, I'm okay. In fact, when my moge was taken back even though how much school money I spent on the renovation I didn't matter.

I kept quiet, didn't complain much and let this go just as fate would.

Sometimes ... I still don't think it's all real. Indeed, ever since I entered Junior High School.

Mom and Dad had started fighting a lot, until finally Mom decided to go back to work and was accepted into one of the big companies as well.

"Dec, it's over" the gojek builder told me.

"Eh, yes, flinch, yes, sir," I said and got down from the back seat. Opening the helmet and giving it back to its owner does not forget the cost.

"Well, why come here again Deck?"

"Last noon there was business of Mbak, so there was no time to finish drinking his coffee," I replied with a cry.

The cafe waiter just smiled and shook his head, he went inside with the tray in his arms.

Pick up the phone and see there are some missed calls from unknown numbers.

No matter what, the chat also entered alternately but there was nothing that made me interested in reading it.

I am more interested to see my social media homepage even though it is very boring.

When I looked up, it was right when Bang Gilang came in with the sexy woman and her hands were on her hips.

"Curtain! You fucking jerk!" my meaning to my own brother. Suddenly, a mischievous idea crossed my mind.

I got up and at the same time the waiter wanted to put an order on my desk, "Mister, please wait a minute, yeah. I want to go inside first" I said and thanked the servant.

I saw them sitting at the inner table while I used to sit in the corner of the terrace of this cafe.

Of course if people who do not pay attention will not see me, because I often duck because I read a book or sleep at the cafe table.

"Hay, Honey. How come you can be here, anyway? Who are you here with?" my chirps suddenly sat down next to Bang Gilang.

One table, with only three seats. The woman who was looking at Bang Gilang finally looked at me with a fierce face.

"What the hell are you Nazwa! Don't be crazy!" maki Abang must have been very angry with me.

"Haha, why the hell, honey? This is how much of an affair are you?" ask me and turn your eyes towards the woman.

"Hm, I don't know if you cheated on anyone. The important thing is, you're still marrying me. We'll be betrothed to our parents" I called again and smiled at the woman whose face was already red.

Cup.

I pecked Bang Gilang's cheeks and waved spoiled hands towards them, before long the sound of water being watered sounded.

"Gudge ...." I closed my mouth and chuckled while looking at their table from my desk, unable to hold back any more laughter I was forced to smother my own mouth firmly.