Loving Or Loved?

You Know Me So Well :)

A tired body is sometimes nothing compared to a tired soul, and yes this afternoon Fani felt a tired soul, for some reason meeting Aziz made her life upside down, ah not his life but his mood and his thoughts. Though the intention of the heart wants to learn to be a more calm person and a calm nature, but when meeting with Aziz his heart is always rebellious to berate Aziz's behavior that feels quite do not have a long thought.

Even at home, a place that should provide extraordinary calm after the busyness outside the house, again must feel the frustration because the presence of guests is not invited.

The POV

I saw Mbak Tiwi and Mbak Qiana were talking seriously while walking towards my room at the house of Abang, I sneakily heard them say my name several times, ah most Mbak Tiwi recounted the incident earlier.

“Eh, don't story macem-macem same bumilnya me.” My words were now standing beside Mbak Qiana while hugging her body that was a little filled.

“Ontyy…. Hiks.. that's Mommy I hiks.. ndak boyehh in peyuk-peyuk!” yelling Dafa as you like, it turns out that there are people who like sprains if the Mother is in the arms of others, hihihi want me to continue to hug her but pity also see me pounding this one.

“Unfortunately Mommy Here Son. Hasn't taken a shower?” mbak Qiana asked who saw Abang coming down still wearing his work clothes.

“Iya, I forgot to ask Fani.” Mas Akbar replied while glancing at me.

“You ask what Bang?” my question while releasing a hug on the body of Ms. Qiana.

“Tadi in endoapril Abang kayak see Aziz there. Not really?” ask Akbar.

Ting.tong…

“Thank you God has presented a guest when Bang Akbar asked me something that I do not want to discuss.” I said in my heart.

“But bang, I open the door first.” I said as I walked towards the main door, leaving Dafa who had been stuck in Mbak Qiana's arms despite being banned by Abang and Mbak Tiwi who already looked very awkward hihihi. Yes, that is the fate of the squirming that has been halal while still single.

Oh yes, if at home you do not expect there are servants who will help either in terms of cleaning, washing clothes, cooking, or even just opening the door when there are guests like today. Not because Abang is stingy to not want to spend money to pay a waiter or not pity his wife, but this is all on the will of Mbak Qiana. He said he wanted to collect as much reward for the rest of his life by making his household trip as a reward field.

The main door was opened from inside and….

Jeder.jeder…

“Assalamu’alaikum My Heart, masyaAllah beautiful my bidadar wear a negligee plus a home veil like gini, so pingin cepet-cepet halalin deh.” A fight that has no benefits at all, even make me ilfeel to the max.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, please sit.” I replied indifferently, then I just went inside to call Brother. No way yes, he found me all the way here.

“Eh, temenin used to napa, cook yes this handsome guest in stay alone here.” He said with a flirtatious smile.

“Bomat...wleeekkk..” I said as I stuck my tongue out at him and walked quickly into the living room.

Hossshhh...hossshhh...hossshh.

“There are friends who meet us during holidays in Situ Patenggang tuh in front.” Said me, “I want to pray ashar first had not been able to pray, because there was an incident on the road. Bye.” Pamitku while pulling Mbak Tiwi to follow me to the room.

“Eittssss... please take Dafa milk in the room for a moment. Dafa wants to come with his mother to cook seblak in the kitchen so anteng.” Pinta Brother.

“Oki doki.” I went to Dafa's room first, and Madam Tiwi entered my room.

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Either my heart and my mind are traumatized, or do I not know what I know when I see Bang Aziz there is a fear of its own that is hidden and as much as possible I wrapped with my ruthlessness and maybe also anger. Or maybe I haven't recounted that sad incident? Ah I don't know.

Brugghs…

“Awwhh, Yes Allah is sick.” I groaned when my pantatt landed perfectly on the floor, yap because I was not careful and busy with my daydream my feet were misplaced on the last step which resulted in me falling down. When trying to wake up even nil, my legs hurt terribly in my butt. Samar I heard the sound of footsteps walking quickly towards me.

“Abang…. Pain, help..” I said while whining, honestly crying because of pain that does not bleed but causes bruises or wrong veins.

Without saying much, Abang immediately carried me towards the room, leaving behind a tall man who looked at me with worry in front of the stairs towards the second floor.

“Fani why you?” asked Mbak Tiwi who had just folded his face.

“From the acrobat before xixixi, auuuwwhhh My answer ended with a shout because after Brother put me on the mattress his hands slightly massaged my ankles.

“You olesin oil massage yourself, Brother want to go forward again.” His pamphlet and I just nodded at him.

“Ehh…. Dafa's milk bang had sealed the moment I brought him hehe. In search yes Bang.” I said while grinning.

I see Mbak Tiwi approaching while carrying massage oil, Alhamdulillah still met by good people.

“Gini very fate-fate.” My grunts while looking at my right foot that twitched not playing.

“You abis why can you get to kayak gini?” mbak Tiwi asked while opening the massage oil cover.

“Eittss, do not open first I want to pray ashar new later smeared the same.” I said and stood up, but again.

“Mbak Tiwi beautiful, ask for help dong hihi.” I said with a face that I was in acute kiyowo mode.

“Ayo.” The answer.

God is good with all His commandments, never burdening us in carrying them out. As at this time, when my feet were not strong enough to stand I could still carry out His command by sitting down to the Qibla, fulfilling my duty as a Muslim.

“Udah finished? Sit here yes, Ma'am smear the same oil massage.” Said Mbak Tiwi when I saw that I had folded the face that I had used prayer.

“Yes, thank you Ma'am.” My speech.

“You have a problem what is the same person who hit our onlen taxi? Your brother's guest was Aa-Aa, right?” mbak Tiwi asked while rubbing his palm that had been coated with massage oil.

“If the problem is called more precisely enggak mba, just innannya kerselja if look at his face. Nu ka hiji nyak, let me meet him because there was an incident at the cake shop he was angry with the store employees and almost spoiled the store, You know? Cakes on display near the fish pond, all splattered on the floor, this is food. Very unexpected right, keep telling me to fire my wank, his alibi because my employee swore juice to his shirt. Had a nice talk to the god-level emotions, uh it was just a prank Mbak.” My story to Ma'am Tiwi.

“Next, the second meeting we met at Situ Patenggang he was intilin I same Bang Bagas. Until fitting we abis around the lake Bang Bagas pingin to the toilet, stay me both with him eh he said gini Mbak ‘See if you will fall in love with me and ngelupain snotnusan boy!’ crazy right? Where does Bang Bagas a snot boy anyway.” My embrace with excitement, maybe also my nose is already blooming when viewed from a close distance because it suppresses the emotions hihihi.

“Terus the third yes?” ma'am Tiwi asked and I nodded my mark confirming his question.

“Ah, but Mbak see there's still one you're hiding Dek.” Said Sister Qiana who was standing by the door holding Dafa who already looked like a clown because his face was full of baby xixixi powder.

“You know me so well Ma'am Qi.” I said softly, yes this is the great thing my sister-in-law without telling the details she already understands what I think and feel. Whether his sensitivity is at what level, I know he can always understand me.

“What's wrong?” mbak Tiwi asked with her curious face, hihihi was funny badly.

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