Meet a Mate in Pesantren

Chapter 189

On a clear day, Syifa welcomed the morning with a big smile, her stomach was growing, her cheeks were getting rounder and legs were starting to swell.

Syifa already can not creativity much, to climb the stairs alone he really needs a struggle.

Today Syifa the arrival of Rara and also Umi, they deliberately visited Syifa's house because it has not been a long time, even since Rara was pregnant Umi's attention to her was slightly reduced, and she did not want to visit her, but it does not make Syifa disappointed because however Rara daughter-in-law umi also.

"Asalamulaikum". said Umi and Rara when entering Syifa's house.

"Waalaikumsalam" said the owner of the house. Syifa rushed to welcome her in-laws and sister-in-law.even though Rara was older than Syifa, but in front of the extended family, Rara always called Syifa with the name of brother.

Rara's pregnancy has also reached the age of three months, probably because of a single pregnancy so Rara's stomach has not looked so prominent in contrast to Syifa who at three months of pregnancy has seen her distended stomach.

"Sir temenin I eat rujak well, I bring mango, sambalnya I want as I used to when I brought kak Syifa young mango" said Rara while showing a bag of mango is still young.

"Hmm it was bi Tuti who made it" Syifa said.

"Yes already here mango let Umi peel all of you to the kitchen tell bi Tuti make the sauce" said Umi.

Rara took one young mango with a rather small size, then brought it to the kitchen to be washed. Rara ate the young mango like she was enjoying chocolate. Syifa who witnessed this could only shake her head.

"That's not acid ?" ask Syifa curiously.

"Little but more so" sahur Rara who still enjoys the young mango.

Umi came with a plate of young mango pieces and also a bowl of sambal rujak made bi Tuti.

"Syifa do not eat much - many sambalnya later your child can overheat inside" said Umi reminded Syifa.

"Yes Umi" Syifa said.

Seeing how to eat Rara who so enjoy the juvenile mango rujak make Syifa shudder in horror, because the mango for him feels very sour, but according to Rara it is not asem but fresh.

Selsai eat rujak, now Syifa invites Umi and also Rara to see - see the room of the prospective baby.

"Syifa's sister's pink and blue, but her gender is already known ?" rara asked as she entered the nursery

"God willing a pair" said Syifa with a happy smile.

"Well good, let it be easy to differ" said Rara.

Duaaarrrrrr

The sound of the explosion shocked Umi, Syifa and Rara who were busy listening to the story of the experience when Umi took care of her three young children.

"what is that ?" tanya Umi and her two daughters-in-law were compact shrugging her shoulders a sign they also did not know.

The three of them went downstairs, and immediately went out looking for the origin of the explosion.

"What is this Mr Yanto ?" ask Syifa.

Mr. Yanto ran closer to his employer. "sorry there was a passerby deliberately throwing firecrackers into the yard of the house" explained Mr. Yanto who is security at Syifa's house.

"Astagfirullah, but Mr. Yanto is not why.- why right ?".

"I'm fine, sorry I was back to pee, when I returned there were two people on a motorcycle stopped in front of the gate, then one of them threw a firecracker in here after that they immediately left" explained Mr. Yanto.

"Sir, the former firecracker is not in anything first, because my husband wants to go home now" Syifa told mang Yanto.

"Well neng" said Mr. Yanto.

neighbors who heard the sound of the explosion flocked to Syifa's house because they believed the explosion came from Syifa and Bani's house.

"What exploded with Syifa ?" ask one of the neighbors.

"That's saying there are pranksters throwing firecrackers into the yard of the house" Syifa explained.

"Astaghfirullah, but no one was hurt, right ?".

"Alhamdulilah no ma'am" said Syifa.

one by one the neighbors left Syifa's house and soon Bani came with Tio.

"Darling you're okay, isn't it, our son how ?" Bani asked his wife a question.

"I'm fine, my son is fine and everything is fine, we're all just shocked to hear the explosion" Syifa said, trying to calm her husband.

Tio accompanied by Yanto checked the remaining pieces of firecrackers that exploded.

"It looks like it's an assembled firecracker" Tio muttered.

"Are you sure ?" ask Mr. Yanto.

"Just try to see the flakes are all plain hard, if it is sold freely even though there is no brand but usually there will be a picture" explained Tio.

"Yes, father of gener !" exclaim mr. Yanto.

"Do you want to miss the characteristics of the person who throws this ?" ask Tio.

"I don't recognize him, they wear all black clothes and use a helmet and a black matic motor.if more clearly we see in the cctv alone" said Mr. Yanto.

"These splinters in clean just put it in a plastic but do not first throw it away" said Tio and passed near Bani and his family.

"We saw the cctv footage" said Tio and approved by Bani.

All of them joined Bani's work space except bi Tuti who returned to the kitchen and also Mr. Yanto who was tidying up the fireworks.

Bani play the cctv recording the time of the incident, from the recording there was someone who deliberately threw the firecracker but very unfortunate once the flat motor in use is not clear, making them difficult to track the culprit.

"Did you often get terror like this ?" ask Umi who began to worry about the condition of Syifa before giving birth.

"Just this time alone Umi, there used to be someone who always paid attention to the house but had been arrested because they were a gang of thieves" explained Bani who understood about the concerns of Uminya.

"Nak better Syifa stay at Umi's house again, Umi is afraid of what happens with you" said Umi.

"We will be fine Umi, maybe a prankster" said Bani. Syifa calmed Umi while Rara contacted her husband to come to her brother's place immediately.

Syifa brought Umi out of the room where Bani worked followed by Rara, While Tio and Bani were still inside, she was talking about how to know the perpetrator and also the motive of the fireworks.