Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 12 Weird

...'Verily, those who give alms to men and women and lend to Allah with good loans; and they shall have a great reward.'...

...(.(.Qs. Assyria verse 18)...

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Candra looked around the house that looked simple with her frown deep. Just parked his motorbike in a yard that is quite spacious and fairly beautiful because of the many plants flowers.

"Here, thank you." Dinda hands the helmet in front of Candra.

Realizing from her daydream, Candra picked up the helmet and was about to put it on. "Together," replied Candra flatly.

Suddenly the door of the house opened with Candra lifting the helmet.

"Dear, who did you think you were!" said Vita. The voice instantly stopped Candra's movements.

Actually, Dinda wanted to go back to the restaurant to pick up her car, but on the road there was a traffic jam due to a consecutive accident. Not wanting to further trouble Candra, Dinda chose to be escorted to Mother Vita's house.

"Assalamualaikum, Mother," said Dinda as Vita approached them.

Candra stared fixedly at the woman before her. That face was so similar to the woman he met in the hospital earlier, but there was a slight difference.

If Dinda was juxtaposed with those two women, then they were like three brothers. Because it still looks young.

"He who?" tanya Vita glanced at Dinda and Candra alternately.

"Mama's friend's son, Mother."

"Friends of Mita. Who?" vita asked wrinkled and curious.

"Meet Aunt, I'm Candra .. her son Mr. Arwan." Candra hung up her helmet and thrust her hand at the woman with the sar'i hijab.

"Who is Arwan ...? Zailah's son?" vita was surprised.

"Yes, Aunt." Candra nodded in confirming.

"Well, so you're Mas Arwan's son and Zailah's mom! Come on in, Auntie hasn't seen you in a long time. How is your papa doing now?" Vita immediately pulls Candra's hand and forgets Dinda.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy aunt," said Candra resignedly pulled into the house.

Dinda stared and just stared at him dumbly. "Let's go, baby, the hunt's in! Why stay there?" call Vita to take a quick glance.

"Yes, Mother," said Dinda still dazed. Dinda is like everyone else and Candra is the daughter of Mother Vita.

"Sit down first, let Mommy make a drink first."

Candra nodded and sat down in the living room just as Dinda who passed by followed Vita into the kitchen. "Mother, Adin take a shower first, yes" permission Dinda while glancing into the living room.

"Yes, there!" drive Vita and avenged Dinda Manyun.

Ignoring Candra's whereabouts, Dinda went upstairs to her room. From the lower floor, Candra noticed Dinda's movements that reached her vision.

"Please drink it, Son of Candra." Vita put down a glass containing warm tea.

"Thank you, Auntie. Aunty should not bother," said Candra sunggan.

"It's not a hassle at all."

"Who's Bun?" Both of them looked at the origin of the voice.

"Dad, come here!" Vita waved at her husband.

Alvaro walked up to his wife in curiosity. "Try it, I see! Can you guess who he is?" point Vita at Candra.

Alvaro looked at Candra's appearance and stature, and frowned his forehead deeply. "As familiar, but forgotten," cried Alvaro quietly.

He was noticed by a middle-aged man who was complete wearing clothes and gloves and peci on his head, making him only able to smile stiffly.

"It looks like Arwan, right?"

"Mas Arwan!" parrot Alvaro looked at his wife.

"Yes, Arwan."

"Who is Mas Arwan?" ask Alvaro sure.

Vita nodded, Alvaro turned back to Candra who immediately stuttered.

"Who's your name?" ask Alvaro with a smile.

"Candra o'm."

"Oiya Mommy, if not wrong .. when Candra was a child, we have met her," said Alvaro while remembering.

"Yes, ever! If it's not wrong fitting a school holiday, your mother stopped by here," Vita also said.

"I don't want to, Auntie. What age?" ask Candra.

"Maybe around eight years old."

"Not remembering" Candra said honestly.

"Nothing, where do you live now?"

"At the family home, Auntie. It just so happened to be empty for a long time. So I decided to occupy it."

"Frequently visit here" suggested Vita.

"God willing, Aunt."

"Come, have a drink!" tell Alvaro who saw the contents of the glass has not been reduced.

"Thank you," Candra immediately drank it.

"Please excuse me now, Om ... Aunty," Candra let me go home.

"Loh, hold on magrib. Why don't you come with Magrib here?" Alvaro.

"It's okay, let magrib on the road later. Oiya, I'm putting this up for Dinda." Candra gave up five hundred grand.

"What's this for?" ask Vita wonder.

"That's her, Auntie," Candra said, not making it clear.

"Ohh, yes I have. Be careful on the road! Next time, come by here again, will you?"

"God willing. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Gegas Candra came home, he prefers to join the magrib in the mosque when on the way than Candra should feel reluctant if troublesome family Dinda.

"Mas Candra, is Bun home?" ask Dinda while going down the stairs. His face looks fresh.

"Yes, just now. Here, there's a drop from Candra. He said he had you!" give up the money.

"Loh, this is her money .. Why is it turned over again?"

"Mother doesn't know, mending you keep it!" Vita immediately moved the money into Dinda's hands.

Inevitably Dinda accepted it with a cocky feeling, because she remembered very well what Candra said yesterday. That the money that Dinda used to pay for his groceries was his debt.

But now what? When Dinda paid him ... Candra night gave it back.

What the fuck? Fucking weird.

Vita left him following the husband who had gone first to the porch of the house, to wait for the time until magrib.

Dinda went back to the room, saved the money she had received into her wallet and put it separately for Dinda to remember to return it again.

Relax for a moment, Dinda also opened the green application and entered the wewek group. But the notification of someone made him stop to say hello to his friends.

📨"Assalamualaikum darling, you've gone home?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Yes, mas Adit. I'm home" Dinda wrote in response to Adit's message.

📨"I think not home yet! Your car's in the parking lot."

"Emang deliberately left Mas, because it was following Kaamil," reply Dinda did not mention Candra who drove him home.

📨"Oh that, ok! I take a shower, magrib. Don't forget the prayer? Assalamualaikum says. Love you's.😘😘😘"

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Dinda put her phone up on the nightstand with a smile, but was not interested in replying to Adit's emotes.

Fifteen minutes later the sound of the azan reverberated from the mosque to the mosque. Dinda prepared to take the mukena and join the prayer to the mosque near the house with Father Al and Mother Vita on foot.

Most residents prefer to walk while chatting, men with their people and women as well as their neighbors.

Everyone now performs congregational prayers seriously and solemnly. Eliminate differences in social status, and generalize their position before the Khalik. Respect each other, as creatures of creation of God who believes.

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May we be in the protection of Allah. Amen 🤲.