Mysterious Men Are Tiring

Mysterious Men Are Tiring
chapter 13's



After Reza's car left Grandma's yard, I walked back to the house while struggling spoiled on Grandma's arm.


"I miss my grandmother so much" I said riya still in my arms.


occasionally the hand of the grandmother next door caressed my arm that was wriggling in the next hand.


the person I love the most in the world is my grandmother.


"When's dad coming home?" I asked grandma, though,


grandma stopped her steps for a moment and turned towards me,


"maybe after you finish high school son" replied grandma, then continued her steps about to enter the house.


"don't you want to get married again?" ask me again, I wonder why my father is at home once widowed?


though I was 16 years old, I had a little more 17th birthday but my father was still loyal to himself.


"maybe you haven't met your soul mate son" said the grandmother while sitting on the living room sofa.


I sat down for a while to accompany Grandma on the sofa, after which I said goodbye to pray magrib because now it is time for magrib.


"Mr I'm going to the prayer camp first huh?" my farewell to Grandma


"yes, my grandmother also wants to pray" said the grandmother as she stepped into the kitchen to take ablution water.


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oh yeah, just Geis info, please,


I'm a girl who doesn't like taking an afternoon shower, not because she's lazy, but it's innate since orok, you know,


So every time I finish taking an afternoon shower, I get hit by the Flu and sneeze all the time - taking care until midnight when I finish taking a shower that afternoon at 16:00 and up, shower before 15:00 is okay.


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finished doing the magrib prayer, I lay down my body for a while in a mini bed in my room, well my bed only measures 12 X 200 meters, but I am grateful for this place that has shaped Me to this magnitude.


"Eat first Son" said the grandmother suddenly disperse my daydreams with the sound of knocking on the door in my room made of thin plywood and the voice of the grandmother I always missed.


"yes Nek" I answered briefly as I got up to open the door,


I saw grandma had prepared a simple dinner, that is, white rice with side dishes, clear vegetables moringa leaves and fish Salted cakalang.


For me the food prepared and now in front of grandma is very appetizing, especially the food made by my grandmother.


"wow, it seems, the food is very good Nek" I said while sitting on the floor because of our habit at home eating lesehan while sitting down to meet.


"let's eat Nak, let's sleep well" said the grandmother while spooning rice on the plate that I will use to eat.


*


While in Another Place


that is an inn that is in the sub-district city in Kampung Aku.


An adult man was lying down while mating his cell phone every once in a while he opened the photo gallery with a smile.


He is Reza Atmaja Susilo, the son of one of the largest cloth entrepreneurs in Indonesia.


*


Fourteen years ago, it was not easy to meet a man who was about 25 years old, was sitting at the Busway Stop with a tired and tired face like a person in distress.


Reza helped him by giving him water to drink and a packet of chocolate bread he had pressed,


"Mas, this is please drink and this is bread I haven't eaten, for mas only because it looks like Mas is hungry" Reza said as he thrust a bottle of mineral water and a packet of brown bread in his hand.


The man who was proffered looked at Reza's face with a full day.


"thank you so much, you're so nice when we don't know each other"


"oh yes Mas, greetings know my name Reza Atmaja .." said Reza was interrupted because the driver came over.


"Who's Mas Reza talking to?, don't just talk to Mas people, if you don't know, now there are many fraudsters!" said the driver of Reza while looking at the man Reza was talking to.


"oh, meet Mas, this is my driver, his name is Supri" Reza said as he introduced the driver to the man he had helped


then the man stood up from his seat and reached out politely to Reza's driver,


"I'm Ichal" the man answered kindly


"Mas Ichal goes where under the bag everything" Reza said as he glanced at the item beside the man named Ichal.


"I want to find a place to live and work De" replied Ichal timidly.


"Go to my house first, I'll introduce you to my parents" Take Reza


"Mas Reza do not just invite people Mas, later the father and mother are angry" said the driver Reza suddenly, because he saw his employer as familiar with people he just knew.


"He's not just anyone ko Pa, now he's a friend of mine and I want to take him to the house, later I introduce to Father and Mother" replied Mas Reza firmly, replied Mas Reza firmly, actually, he had also just met Ichal, but his feelings were like he had known this man he met for a long time.


"Come on, get in the car!" reza said by opening the passenger door.


after Ichal got into the car Reza also sat next to him, with a smile because he was happy, soon he will have friends in his big house because his father and mother are super busy, thank goodness they have time for Reza once a month.