Love In The Wound

Chapter 56

"This, Bi," he said, gave the money to Bi Ratna.

"It needs to be reversed, Bi. Make aunty aja may the child soon recover," he continued again, Ikhlas.

"Ah, that's what it is. Auntie's a minjem, son." They were busy arguing a little because of the money, making me smile in the room, even hiding behind a blanket.

Mas Dikha is very noble, willing to give money for free even though the conditions are not too good.

"Udah, take it, Bi. Sincerely speaking, there will be more provision later," he said, repeating the same statement.

"Geez, Dikha boy. It turns out that you are very good, Maafin Bibi did have time to hate you because of Nai," he said crying as if to kiss the hand of Mas Dikha but Mas Dikha refused.

"Eh, what's your aunt doing? Don't do it, Bi. No papa, Dikha is not that good. Kan, Dikha is also a man whose place is wrong and khilaf."

"Yes, yes, this money means a lot to Auntie, thank you son, once again. Auntie excuse me!" pamit Bi Ratna later.

"Together, Bi."

Assalamaalaikum' Mr. Ustad." That's the last word I heard from Auntie's mouth.

"Wa'allaikumsalam.jeez Bi, Dikha think the call is not worthy for, Dikha," he said himself, until finally my laughter was off.

"Emz. would like to learn to flirt yes," he hissed, who was already standing on the doorstep.

"Eh, Mum. Since when was it there?" I was glued, and ashamed.

"Yes, Dedek's mumpung has not yet woken up" he said, approaching and taking off his clothes.

"Mas Dikha, how will there be someone else?" miskikku.

In the afternoon, Mas Dikha went to the village office to v⁰00make care of the moving letter. I don't even know where he's taking me away because Mas Dikha said it's still a secret. I don't blame it, the important thing is that Mas Dikha always protects me.

At around 04.00 pm Mas Dikha had returned home and along with Bang Gino.

"Assynn...!" he said, when he saw us and our family chatting on the floor.

"Wa'allaikumsalam, Aby," I replied most loudly.

"Besoch, the letter just so, Deck. Maybe the day after we moved," he said, sitting and leaning on the pole with us.

"Dikha, have you found a contract?" ask Dad curious.

"God willing, Dikha has prepared everything, Father, and I would like to take you with me to see where we live. Let me have permission on the school side some," he assured us, slightly making me frown at Mas Dhika's remark.

Dad just beards and follow Mas Dikha's request. Every day they seem to get more compact.

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Today has passed, and again welcomes tomorrow. As usual the three great men went to the mosque to pray the dawn together and it made our family more harmonious.

As for me, Mom and the prayers at home. We all prayed in our own rooms because the Imam had all gone.

What's more, observing Joseph who looks more and more actively shaking his hands with agility is even good at saying O...

From now on I only understand about the role of a Mother, who is willing to sacrifice for her Son while pregnant, giving birth and even sharing food by giving him Exclusive Breastfeeding.