MOTHER PRAYER

FRIGGIN

Sachio gasped in surprise a few steps back. When I saw Sarinah coming out of the bathroom with a very bad face. Sachio forgot that the potion Sarinah sprinkled all over his body would make his face worse.

"haduuh I forgot, Sarinah! I think there's a demon coming out of the bathroom!"

"what did you say? i'm stealth? I'll delete it back..."

"Ee..wait a minute!" Sachio restrains Sarinah, who is about to enter the bathroom.

"i mean.sorri, I'm sorry!" shachio lamented apologizing.

"Actually I don't want to have a face like this in front of you" Sarinah pouted.

"But you want to go home?" persuade Sachio.

"i want to always be beautiful in front of you" looked at the spoiled Sarinah.

Zaripah could only smile at his daughter. His little heart can only pray for his daughter, may he live this life. That one time there must be a steep rock to be passed.

Sachio escorted Zaripah and his daughter Sarinah to the gate. Some people look at them and give them smiles.

"Work here, huh mas...?" greet one of Sachio's neighbors.

"yep mbak yu?!" answer Sachio politely. Saripah rarely talked to others, because she realized she was with a bad face apparently most people stay away.

the night is getting closer, the sun has gone to the contest.Zaripah anxiety is getting heavier. Donggala has not gone back.

Tirah's neighbor Zaripah saw Zaripah as agitated.

"mother Zaripah seems to think of something!" tegur bu Tirah

"he bu Tirrah..anu ma'am, Dolangga has not come home!"

"o..oh Dolangga.., I just saw the same jerky wie lan!"

"bu Tirah see he's the same wie lan?"

"yeah!"

"yes, I'm Tirah, then I'll look for it!" said Ms. Zaripah went home. Bu Zaripah is calm now that Dolangga with Wie lan. Because Bu Zaripah knows who Wie lan is, even though people often call Wie lan is crazy. But, actually Wie Lan was a healthy person.

while waiting for Dolangga to go home, we turn to his father who is now in Jakarta.

mr. Adzriel, his condition has improved. From today on a clear morning he's back at work. As long as Mr. Adzriel was sick, his neighbors and friends helped him a lot.

"sir!, how did the story get hit by a motorcycle!" ask Mr. Cimin to his best friend Adzriel

"i don't know either, min. We are in the hospital!" answer Mr. Adzriel while continuing to poke sweeps and pick up garbage.

"Well, come home alone, how's the story! No one is sending!"

"there is, but I don't want to hgeroptin!"

"hoooh riel, not ngeroptin?! But people have compassion, have a sense of mutual help. Could be someone who nolongin you who disappointed, because you stayin."

Mr. Adzriel was pensive to hear the words of his friend Mr. Kimin, until he did not realize there was a car going to hit him.

"hi...the garbage man, you want to die!" snapped a woman in a loud voice that lowered half the glass of her car. What turned out was that Alfiana happened to be passing by on that road.

"sorry non!" adzriel was shocked.

"sorry sorry your sorry eyes!" alfiana shouted with glaring eyes.

mr. Ramlan who happened to be sitting at the bus stop saw a girl was berating Mr. Adzriel immediately nyamperin.

"neng! don't blame anyone else for work. You shouldn't be driving!" reprimand sir Ramlan belain sir Adzriel.

Alfiana haughtily got down from her car nyamperin sir Ramlan.

"let's go, I drive all I want! Why!" challenge Alfiana to shake her waist in front of Ramlan.

"you must not be rude to the old man." Mr. Ramlan's eyes glared furiously. Alfiana's stubborn and ethical attitude did not invite the anger of the crowd.

"sir Ramlan! That's a very insolent woman. Guys, let's teach this arrogant woman a lesson." shouted one who saw Alfiana's arrogance.

Buuuurs....

aaaigh...

Alfiana was startled to immediately leave the place to rush to get on the runaway car.

"campus! female crocodile!" siram mother laughed while walking normally leaving Alfiana

"basic! People are hard, what a matter of me today!" nagging yourself while continuing to drive the car at will with a body soaked and smelly.

Alfiana continued to go home to her home in the Malay village while angry alone like a madman. In front of his house, Alfiana screamed

"y...! Looky!"

Maimunah was aghast to see her daughter wet dirty coming down from inside her car.

"you why, son...? Dirty wet and smelly!" mai nyamperin Alfiana.

"want to know ma..., someone stopped my car and sprayed my body!" cry Alfiana.

"already! Now change your clothes, and flush clean your body. Just got a story!" Ask Maimunah.

Maimunah felt that there was a man who dared to water his son using dirty water.

In Surabaya Zaripah who already knows who his son is, but as a mother certainly not calm. Because all night his youngest son didn't come home.

While she didn't know Wie Lan had been sleeping outside her house for an hour. It was a bit surprised as well at first when he came out from inside his house to see Wie lan snoring.

"sir.pak Wie and wake up it's noon!" Zaripah woke up Mr. Wie lan. But Mr. Wie isn't getting up.

Saripah who saw her mother woke Wie lan. But, sir Wie lanya does not want to wake up. So, Saripah took a bucket of water from inside her house to water the wie lan.

"Saripah! Don't...!"

Saripah ignores his mother's ban and,

Buuurs....

hait...

pak Wie lan immediately opened the style that is the style of the wall. This style in the world of martial arts in his college, sir Wie lan is a style of fortifying yourself from enemy attacks. With two arms standing crossed with legs forming forty-five degrees.

hihah....

Saripah laughed at the strange behavior exhibited by mr. wie lan, because his position was still in a state of deep sleep snoring.

so did Sarinah's mother. Zaripah closed his mouth laughing. Hearing the sound of laughter in his ear, Mr. Wie Lan opened his eyes.

"uweee.you've woken up yet," pointed his right hand wie lan towards Sarinah and Zaripah.

"Wait waiting for you not to wake up." continued Wie lan.

"who just woke up, wie lan? Why sleep outside my house!" sarinah.

"out of construction, don't want to wake up?"

"oooh so mr wie lan, it's been a long time...? Right here!" zaripah.

"!yep!"

"bu Tirah said the neighbor in front of the house? He said Dolangga was the same father! Which dough?" ask Zaripah ma'am.

"Dolangga is like me, he does not want to go home if he is not good at kung fu!" said Mr. Wie lan while demonstrating his hands in the style of a grin monkey.

" who's kung fu?" ask Zaripah again.

"me,"

Zaripah looked at Sarinah, in hopes of providing a solution to her.

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