
Sunday night after paying fardu maghrib, Uncle Sam's house had a guest. At that time Anjani had just finished praying maghrib and had not taken off his face. There was the sound of the door of the house being pounded repeatedly accompanied by the greeting that was called. The door slingshot sounded a little loud, like it was impatient.
Uncle Sam was not home at the time. Likewise with the stalls that since noon closed because Uncle Sam had to help the wedding of Uncle Typhoon's son, former Uncle Sam's men. So, Anjani has to be home alone.
Wh-tok-tok!
"Assalamu'alaikum" greetings from a woman.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" Anjani replied.
While in his room, Anjani faintly heard the sound of the greeting. As soon as Anjani came out of her room, her voice was clear. The door was heard rushing with repeated greetings. The woman who came that night was Meli.
As soon as he recognized the voice of the guest that came that night, Anjani stepped quickly towards the door. There is a sense of pleasure mixed with worry. Anjani is happy to hear Meli's voice after a few days without seeing her. However, there is also a sense of worry because Meli like being rushed by something.
Chequek! The sound of the door being opened by Anjani.
"Buy!" exclaimed Anjani as soon as he saw Meli with the excitement of the goods she carried.
Anjani was about to let go of her longing and intended to hug Meli. However, Meli actually had other intentions.
"Muchenous. Ah, I'm wearing this mukena that you're wearing. Yuk, in and out!" Meli splash herself.
Meli entered first, and left Anjani who was still dumbstruck in the doorway.
"Anjani, let's spit! I'm not maghriban yet!" Meli back on the scene.
Anjani understood. Apparently Meli was in a hurry to pay fardu maghrib.
"Take the ablution water first, enter my room, and there is another mukena there. Calm yourself, and fulfill your duty." Anjani gave directions to Meli with a smile.
"Ready!" exclaimed Meli while running towards the bathroom of the house.
"It's your stuff I'm in!" yelled Anjani so that Meli could hear.
"I didn't hear! It's up to you!" shouted Meli while still running around.
Anjani chuckles at the sight of Meli being moved. However, on the one hand Anjani was happy because Meli wanted to quickly fulfill her obligations as a Muslim.
Anjani's eyes turned to the goods brought by Meli who was still lying on the front porch floor of the house. Anjani took some small packages and cardboard boxes, then brought them one by one to the living room. Lastly, Anjani sat on the sofa while waiting for Meli to finish fardu maghrib.
A keychain adorned the sling bag owned by Meli. Anjani noticed the ornate keychain of the temple while smiling on her face.
"You're really from Jogja" Anjani said as he touched the keychain on Meli's sling bag.
Anjani's attention was distracted. Anjani saw one by one the other packs. Anjani smiled when she saw there was a bakpia pathok Jogja. No doubt Anjani took out a box of bakpia, opened it, then ate some. Anjani was convinced that the items Meli brought were souvenirs for her.
A few minutes passed, Meli stepped cheerfully from the direction of Anjani's room. His face was bright, not so bright. Meli even stepped while she humming the tone of 'lalalala' sangking ripple.
"Anjanin .... I hugged you, yeah. I hugged you. Yeee!" yelling Meli while directly hugging Anjani.
"Haha. How you doing, Mel?" asked Anjani while returning Meli's embrace.
"My news is very good. Uh-uh-uh. You know what?" asked Meli while taking off her hug on Anjani.
Meli sat right next to Anjani. Meli even had time to fix a pin on the brooch used before continuing his words.
"Stay, my duck is off." Meli is still fixing the brooch that adorns her hijab.
"OKAY. Pretty already?" ask Meli sumringah.
"Yes, it's beautiful." Anjani responded well.
"Eh-eh-eh, you know what?" ask Meli, repeating the question again.
"Yes I know," Anjani replied with a chuckle.
"Eh, you know what?" Meli was amazed because Anjani already knew what to tell her. "Know what try?" ask Meli again.
"Yes, I know you want to tell me something. Aye, right?" Anjani chuckles at seeing the confused expression on Meli's face.
"Anjani!" meli exclaimed while puffing her cheeks.
"Hehe. Just story, Mel. Surely you want to tell the story of the prince Jogja whose name is Azka, right?" guess Anjani.
"Horeee. Your guess is right, you know. You stalkerin me, yeah!" Meli's turn is guessing with a cheerful tone.
"It's impossible for me to be a stalker until Jogja, Mel. You yourself are excited to call the name Azka via the same phone chat," explained Anjani.
I heard Anjani say like that. There was another shiver in his heart when Azka's name was mentioned.
"Azka it's bummer!" meli exclaimed while crossing her arms, then advancing her lips.
Anjani was amazed by Meli's explanation as well as a very fast-changing attitude.
"Nyebelin up? How can? Said he was your hero?" Anjani becomes a kepo himself.
"Yes, Azka's a bummer. I'm so happy because he's already managed to make some of my heart left in Jogja!" firmly Meli with a passionate tone.
"Astaghfirullah, chirain nyebelin in the truest sense. Apparently figurative. Hehe. How to Continue? Azka has succeeded in shifting Dika's position?" Anjani fad tanya, because it has already been made kepo with an unusual expression of Meli.
Lips Meli manyun. His eyeballs looked towards the living room floor tiles. Meli looks upset when Azka compared to Dika.
"Why, Mel?" asked Anjani, tetiba was worried about the change in his best friend's expression.
"Of course. I'm confused myself. When in Jogja even I feel very comfortable with my hero," said Meli.
Not happy to see the turmoil of Meli, Anjani also took another topic. Of course it is still about Meli holidays in Jogja.
Enthusiastic Meli quickly returned. Meli immediately told me about the goodness of Ratna and Via, who with open arms wanted to share his knowledge about the world of online shops. The Azka family did not escape the story, especially Mother Ayesha who was none other than her mother Azka.
"hee? You're following me to Mother?" ask Anjani.
"Yes. I called mom too. Who knows, you could become a mother-in-law" explained Meli cheerfully.
Anjani noticed Meli's expression. His friend was very enthusiastic when telling everything about Jogja, especially Azka. Wallet that was originally lost was not regretted at all, even Meli was grateful to be able to meet with Azka through the middleman lost wallet.
"Skip is the story. I am thirsty. Special guests can't drink, huh." Meli Temptation.
"Hehe. Forgetting. I made a jerk, yeah." Anjani was about to stand up, but his arm was held back by Meli.
"Handering doang. Hehe. I want to go straight home. When I got home, my parents didn't come home. That's why I came here. It's all for you, yeah. There are also clothes, can be bought Mas Azka, you know. Hihi." Meli was unceasingly smiling.
"Heeem. Mas Azka's. Use the term 'mas'. Ehem." Anjani teases her best friend.
"Ah, that. I'll go home first, yeah. Oh yeah, you haven't told me anything that has happened during my time in Jogja. Uh, but tomorrow at the college the story is, yes." Meli wants to know.
"OK," Anjani replied as she gave her hand code OK.
"alright. Meli Shahrani go home first, yes. Greetings to Uncle Sam. Assalamu'alaikum," said Meli.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," Anjani replied kindly.
Anjani escorted Meli to the front porch of the house. Meli waved her hand before advancing her matic motorbike.
"You will be surprised when you know Vina is hijab-wearing" Anjani murmured with a smile.
Anjani returned to her room. Before not forgetting Anjani made sure the door was closed because he was alone at home.
Anjani's steps led her to her bedroom window. The window opened and a beautiful night sky appeared. Thin clouds appear to be moving. The twinkling of stars looks amazingly beautiful. Not to forget, the lunar that was shining brightly at that time.
Just remember Anjani Mario. Anjani's index finger quickly stretched upward and formed a movement like painting. Anjani is painting a smile on the face of the moon. Let's teach Anjani while on vacation in her village first. Anjani remembered until now, and always smiled.
"Like Meli who is grateful to be reunited with Azka, I am also grateful to know you Mario. May the beautiful fate greet us both immediately" Anjani said as he looked at the moon in the sky.
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At the same time, Mario was looking at the same sky on the balcony of his second floor. Starting today Mario is no longer contracted home. It was all at the request of Joh, his father, as well as the persuasion of Alenna.
John has made a regular schedule for visits to the house where his sons live. John wanted to be more familiar with his son. That's one of the reasons that Mario can't resist. Although much has happened between him and his father, John will forever remain his father.
"I miss this place" said Mario, smiling.
Mario looked at the bright moon. Just like her smile is getting bigger. Mario's index finger is outstretched and paints a smile on the moon's face. His memory soon turned to Anjani.
There was a melodious tremor felt in his chest as Anjani's name burst into his mind. Gratitude followed because of the fate that had been accepted. Mario is happy to be reunited with Anjani who has filled part of his life. Although Mario had regretted his marriage was canceled, but Mario still believes that the soul mate will not go anywhere.
"Anjani, would your heart still remain for me if I went far for some time?" said Mario with a facial expression that suddenly changed.
Connect ....
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Is Mario going far? Whither? What about Anjani if that's true?
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