
After Aisyah came home, Reyhan began to be busy again with his work. He opened some important e-mails that were just coming in and some new files that he always received. Amazingly, Reyhan did not miss Ashar prayer, he remembered Aisyah's message, then after that resumed his work as usual with a more calm feeling. Until four o'clock and thirty minutes, before the hour home from work, an incoming call made the vibration of his phone felt, Reyhan frowned when he saw the name Devi listed on the mobile phone screen. Reyhan did not have time to say hello, Devi said in a panicked tone.
“Rey, can you go to the hospital now? Rere pingsang in the bathroom earlier.” At that instant Reyhan also gasped, his body so responded and immediately stood up with a panicked face.
“Why can?” reyhan asked in such a surprised tone, his heart returning worried and uncertain.
“Rere hard to eat again, and earlier I heard the sound of Rere falling," explained the Goddess who sounded vibrating, somehow as sweet as what Goddess now.
“Now what's the state of Rere?” ask Reyhan back.
“Doctor again check, Rere is not aware.”
Without thinking any longer, Reyhan quickly grabbed the suit that was on the back of the chair, wearing it with a quick movement. But as soon as he snarled, he pulled out his phone.
^^^Aisyah, I'm sorry Mas has to go to the hospital now, it looks like he came home a little late today^^^
“Aisyah, sorry,” muttered Reyhan while tightly grasping her phone. Replies from Aisyah began to be heard.
[Innalallahi, what's wrong Mas?]
Not wanting to buy time, Reyhan put his phone in Jas' pocket. Walking quickly left his room and his main focus right now was the state of Rere.
...🦋...
...Removing mass shadows is not as easy as you planned. He comes back and starts to tease you back....
...🦋...
Aisyah took a long breath, followed by an ascending shoulder and then decreased as she let out her breath. Aisyah took a container to store back the ingredients she had cut.
Patiently cleaning the ingredients and meat that he would cook into the refrigerator, Reyhan would go home after the Isya prayer and Aisyah would cook after the Maghrib prayer. This is not anyone's fault, Reyhan's friend is experiencing a disaster, even Aisyah understands Reyhan's panic at this time. “Mother, Ma'am said back home yes, assalamu’alaikum,” said Mbak Nur who is now walking into the kitchen, saying goodbye with a friendly face.
Aisyah returned the smile sincerely while nodding softly. “Wa’alaikumsalam. Thanks mbak, be careful in the way, greetings also for the child Mbak,” replied Aisyah to make Mbak Nur widen his smile and nod and leave. The wall clock shows at five in the afternoon, making Aisyah think for a moment what she will do. Instantly he remembers Zahra sending him a message to check the invitation he shared.
He walked to his room, opened a thin laptop that he had not used for a week. A photo that became a wallpaper as if welcoming him, Aisyah smilingly stared at one by one the photos were combined into one to meet the screen of her laptop. Now he misses his friends who are in the boarding school.
“Rani,” muttered Aisyah, one of the people she can not forget, funny behavior and tomboy who always enliven the room containing six people. Sometimes they ask, where are they now? A few years passed and they lost contact.