
⁇ ️ Still in Bogor Pakansari Stadium.
"So... How is coach Fachri...? The gods are not interested in joining Harokah FC. even though it is just to meet us here." said Ujang.
"It looks like he is still disappointed with the referee's decision in the match" replied Fachri.
"Yes, if he does not want to. means our agenda tonight.
"Yes, I'm quite tired.it's ten in the evening." said Mr. Andi.
"It looks like the toll road is solid again boss...we pass the usual path, boss...? ask Mr. Sularjo.
"Yes. sing important until home." replied Mr. Andi.
🚐All get in the car with quite tired conditions. The car drove out of the stadium parking lot. Not many words spoken, it did not even take long to make them fall asleep beautiful 😴
"Wah. si Ujang also joined molor nih..."
"It seems that it must be set the music.. in order not to sleepy.." whispered Mr. Sularjo in heart.
🤔"Set what song yes...?"
"Well, this one is all.." exclaimed Mr. Sularjo who began to feel sleepy because all of them were asleep.
🎼Koyo ngene rasane wong nandang...
Rino wengi atiku rasane...
Tansah kepengen nyawang...
sedelo wae uwis emoh...
Cidro tegane kowe...
Replace seprene suwene I ngenteni...
my inner cry ngrantes my urip...
teles kebes netes youh neng my chest...
Dudu klambi...
sing neng njero...
Nanging bojo new sing mbo show off to me...
Not feel the car has entered the area of Market Rebo.
🚐NGIIIIK...
The car stopped suddenly, everyone woke up.
"What's the matter, Mr. Sularjo...?" diana asked who woke up.
"There are mothers blocking our car." said Mr. Sularjo as he opened the door and approached the woman.
"What's the matter, ma'am...?" ask Mr. Sularjo.
"I'm sorry... Ask for help sir.my mother is sick again.my car broke down.." asked a young woman who suddenly appeared in front of Diana's car and friends at that time.
Diana and the others rushed over to the woman and her ailing mother. The young woman left the striking car by the side of the road.
"Come on. get quickly lifted into our car.." Diana ordered.
🏥They took the sick mothers to Harapan Bunda Hospital Jakarta. The young woman continued to cry at the condition of her mother who continued to moan in pain.
Arriving at the Hospital they rushed to IGD.
⁇ ️"Father mother can all wait here yes..we immediately handle this patient.." the nurse's order swiftly.
The young woman was agitated, pacing in front of the IGD room. Diana approached the young woman.
"Patience to this mba drink and sit first yes." said Diana who approached the woman with water in a bottle.
The woman sat down and drank the drink Diana gave her.
"Oh yes, thank you for your help mba.introduce my name Princess.." said the young woman named Princess.
"My name is Diana.
It turns out that Putri lives in Ciracas, forced to take her mother to the Hospital in a car that is not fit. Because her boyfriend since the afternoon could not be contacted.
📱Suddenly Princess mobile phone rings.
"Iya kang.. mother again checked by a doctor at IGD Harapan Bunda Hospital.." explained the Princess when called.
"Yes sorry, de... Akang immediately rushed to the Hospital." said someone who called the Princess.
🙏Diana approached the Princess who had received the phone.
"Mba Putri.we say yes first. if there is anything can call Diana to this phone number.." said Diana while thrusting her cellphone in front of the Princess.
🚐Diana and the others continued on her journey. At exactly one in the morning they arrived at Mr. Andi's house. Everyone stayed at Mr. Andi's house.
"Finally, we can breathe air in the base again." said Ujang.
Exactly at their nine o'clock training, Fachri, Ujang and Asep gave some engineering moves to all the students.
Ujang gives Instructions to young goalkeepers. Asep gave direction to young strikers Harokah FC, and Fachri guided the defenders and the centre.
Diana and Bude Khusnul are busy in the cafeteria, Mr. Andi is busy at the Harokah FC Office and Mr. Sularjo is busy washing cars while turning on music in the type of car.
🎼Keroso sepet empinge mlinjo..
Sirah mumet, dik, nduwe bojo...
Sing enom, sing tuwo...
Karone podo le tresno...
Ceku-ceku mumet...
Ati confused, dik, le mbagi katresnan...
Neume akeh, duwit mediocre...
Date enom wis confusion...
Mrono mrene saben...
Iki mrene sesuke...
Bojo enom mung sedelo...
Bojo tuwo nggondeli...
"Waduh.. assyike. who has Bojo Loro.." ledek bude Khusnul.
"I mung nembang se toh." said Mr. Sularjo.
"Allah.was only a week mas.mas... Kowe wis has Bojo Loro anyway...?" bude Khusnul said while pouting.
"Mba Diana.. help me.. I was attacked by bude...!" pinta sir Sularjo to Diana who heard his request.
HAHAHA...
🙈"I don't want to follow ya.." said Diana.
"Waduh... help me.." shouted Mr. Sularjo who was pinched in his stomach by Bude Khusnul.
TINTIN....
The honking sound of the parcel delivery officer.
"Packs.." cried the delivery man.
"Yes, sir.." said Diana.
"It's Diana's mother, isn't it...?" ask the delivery officer for the package while delivering the package
"Yes, I'm Diana, thank you for the package, sir." replied Diana.
It turned out that the package was the result of MCU Prodia from Bandung, Garut, Tasikmalaya and Ciamis.
Thankfully, all results are healthy.
Diana immediately contacted Armand Mulyana Bandung, Tatang Iskandar Garut, Bayu Sugara Tasikmalaya, and Dani Mardani Ciamis.
The Dzuhur Prayer Service stopped Fachri and his friends.
"Sir Andi. how about in the corner there we make musholla.." said Ujang.
"OK.. I agree, but let's ask Diana and Coach Fachri.." said Mr. Andi.
"Kata mas Fachri can't.." said Diana.
"Waduh... who is the coach...?" ask Ujang.
"Rightly what Diana said. I disagree if musholla is in the corner there..."
"The plan of the musholla will be put in front of the stadium." explained Fachri.
"Wih... this is new sophisticated.." said Ujang.
"Yes sophisticated anyway... who used to be. my beloved mas.. mas Fachri" ledek Diana.
AAASYIIIK.
"Yo. wis.. don't huddle wae.. let's pray Dzuhur.." exclaimed Pak Andi.
"Yes.. while we use this tiker.." said Fachri while carrying a folding tiker.
👳Tikers they title, a large prayer mat is held in front for the priest to pray. Ujang was entrusted to become a priest in Dzuhur prayer at that time.