Love of the Country

mother's prayer

After leaving the room Mr. Santoso Via directly to his workplace there Via met with Sofi who was working on his work. "How come Santoso is not angry, right?" sofi asked directly as she looked at Via who was approaching her.

Via sighed slowly. "Not angry, he was disappointed because I was late" replied Via with a faint smile.

"Indeed you are late why the hell you are not usually that, usually you are on time" added Sofi he was curious because Via was late.

"Today was a lot of things that I had, Fi, the first of my motorcycle tires deflated I met a annoying man who had run over me once continued on the streets jammed long because there was an accident and I stopped it fit really close to the accident happened, I can't keep quiet dong." Via recounted the incident this morning that he experienced.

"What did you ride here for?" sofi asked curious if the Via motor deflated.

"Good bike, I was in the same anterin as that shitty guy?" answer's pouting.

"Can't you?" he asked in a high tone again Sofi was increasingly curious why Via could be delivered by men who often told Via and Via hated him so much.

"Over the story I was lazy ah the stories about the man." he said. "We just work ok, I don't want to get another reprimand from Santoso Gegara late and also not really work!" spliced her.

"Search what the hell?" sofi asked curiously as she saw Via was busy looking for something.

"Tag my name is the same id card Fi you see no?" Sofi nodded not knowing. "Oh, I think it fell when I helped the victim of the accident, or fell on what road?" thought Via was confused where he dropped him.

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At night Aris who had just arrived at the residence of his parents, he felt like meeting his family today, why? Maybe because Aris had not met his parents for a long time.

On this occasion Aris was having time to look at his family, he used as much as possible to meet. After returning from work he went straight to his parents' house.

"Assalamualaikum" said Aris in front of the door of his parents' house, the time has shown at 10 pm.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" he answered from inside the house. His mother Aris answered Aris's greeting and she opened the door.

"Aris!" mama said a little surprised by the arrival of her first child because rarely her child was home let alone nights like this.

"Young night, sorry, Aris interrupted my mama's rest because Aris's arrival was tonight." Aris felt bad for interrupting her mother's rest.

"Sir papa mama even happy if you come." he replied happy with a smile embroidered from the lips of his mother.

Aris smiled as she pulled her mama's hand to kiss the back of her mama's hand and Mama Aris was happy to extend her hand to Aris. "Have you slept yet?" asked Aris asking where her papa was.

"So papa immediately rested, maybe soy sauce because this morning papa checked our plantation in Bandung, home in the afternoon immediately tepar deh." replied mama Aris explained. "You want to meet papa? Mama can wake up papa." she added.

"That's fine let papa rest just pity!" prevent Aris from waking her mother. "I also want to stay here so I can see you tomorrow." he continued.

"Yes, have you eaten yet?" ask Mama to Aris.

"Yes have rest." said mama softly.

Aris stepped into his room with the jacket that he had lent to Via, Aris went into his room and put the jacket by throwing it on the chair in his room. The jacket he did not wear because it was dirty, but the smell of the ferocious sister perfume was attached to the jacket.

Aris went to the bathroom to clean herself up after exhausting activities let alone that was also a fairly long journey between where she served with her parents' house.

Before long Aris was finished from cleaning himself, feeling fresh and his fatigue was gone. Aris is wearing her house clothes. The jacket he had thrown attracted his attention and he took it from the chair where he had thrown it.

Trak. Then Aris looked down to see what had fallen from his jacket, picked it up and saw it. Aris frowned. "It's like an id card and a name tag!" muttered Aris slowly.

Aris carries her id card and the name tag attached to it in her grasp of the object and Aris goes up to the top of her mattress she lays down her tired body by staring into the skythe sky inside his room with his right hand he folded to hold his head as his cushion.

In the pull of the left hand that still holds the id card and name tag. "This must be the name tag and id card of the fierce sister." muttered Aris saw the object by flipping through the two objects. "Ns.Novia N,R.S.kep." read the name tag by Aris then Aris saw the id card Via, and, on an id card there is a small photo of Via along with his identity as a hospital worker. "Oh so his name is Novia..."

At his look back id card carefully, Aris smiles at the photo of Via there. "Beautiful! But dear fierce and jutek." muttered Aris slowly. "Eh why am I so praising him anyway ah, shit!" his chirping was slow when it dawned on him inadvertently praising Via.

"Did I just give it back to him?" muttered. "Ah no-no he won't want to meet me again who there later he thought I wanted to see him again, he's fierce!" again Aris hesitated to return the two objects. "But the nurse definitely needs this id card." again Aris was worried between the heart of the angel and the heart of the devil against each other. "Ah dizzy..have I kept it, if I meet him again I will return it to him." fix Aris choose the simplest decision.

In save his two things on a small bag belonging to him that he always carry. Aris looked back at the ceiling of her room her heart felt empty at this moment, she felt her life as if it were not excited. Remembering someone who had filled his heart but now Aris was determined to forget it. "How is she doing right now huh, after she found out about my feelings for her did Nisa hate me or how? Ah I don't care anymore I'll forget about you and look for your replacement. But who...?" frustrated screams.

For a moment this morning reminded Aris of a woman who deftly helped the victims of the accident, without fear and without disdain he saw blood everywhere and he also did not feel affection for the clothes affected will mash the blood of others. What a great woman. "Novia.." call Aris calling the name Via in her heart. "Shit! Why remember him anyway, ah my brain is not right this." he was upset with his heart and words that contradict. In his heart he praised but in his words he disliked it.

While in the room of his mother and father Aris. Papa Aris who was asleep woke up from his sleep because he heard his wife open the door like she was going out. But his papa Aris did not get off his bed. Before long her mother Aris reentered her room. "Who is the one who comes at night like this?" he asked his wife when she went back into the room.

"Your son is the reward that comes." answered Mama quickly.

"Aris?" ask again.

"Whoa pa Aris is who else, your son is only two Aris and Andra. Andra will be in her room so the one who came must be Aris." mama replied a little adamant because of her husband.

"Tumben he's coming home these nights!" added papa.

"Like her again there's the problem of reward, the problem of love. Aris right if the problem of love always ask for the opinion of mama because if the problem of work he must have no doubt." explained mama.

"The child is already big but still confused to choose a woman, he should have married mah he is suitable to have a wife. Yes, even though he is young, but he has been allowed to marry at the right age." said papa explained.

"Yes reward but maybe our son has not found a suitable woman for him." said the mother.

"Our child is not so ugly, so certainly many women who want to be the same but why it is so difficult to get close to women." upset papa judge his child.

"Not met his soul mate aja pah, pray'ay be pa hopefully quickly found." hope mama full.

Will Aris and Via be found again?

happy reading guys!!!