
"People! Wake baby!" Zahra tried to wake up the Angga who was still hugging the bolster affectionately. Instead of waking up, Angga turned his back on Zahra.
"The Angga hasn't woken up yet?" ask Ahmad who looks neat in his cocoon. "How's juna?"
"Juna is in the bathroom. The Angga is very difficult to build. It's been almost 10 minutes I tried to wake up but it hasn't worked. Even more friendly with the bolsters," complained Zahra. "Where is it worth to take care of him?"
Ahmad laughed at Zahra's words. Surely Rodiah is indeed no opponent if in the business of taking care of children. He will use an iron hand if he has dealt with worship problems.
"Let's get me a spray that Babe used to use for birds." Zahra immediately took the item in question and gave it to Ahmad.
"You sprayed it on the Angga's face. I'm sure this way is far more powerful than we yell at him."
It is true what Ahmad said. Angga woke up as Zahra sprayed water on his face.
"Wake up, it's dawn. Get ready for the mosque. Engkong, your papa and bang Juna are waiting in the living room. Do not let you be punished for not praying in the mosque."
Without much more cingcong Angga rushed into the bathroom. In less than 5 minutes Angga was ready and immediately met his family who would pray at the mosque.
"Why late?" The first screech slid from Rojaih's crank mouth. "What time was it last night?"
"Not very nights. At 10 Angga's home."
"Already beh, say it later. Hunting began to pray," Zahra immediately cut when he saw Engkong Rojaih was ready to nag Angga.
That morning their family gathered at the dinner table to enjoy a breakfast of rice kebeli made by Zahra. No one opens their voice during breakfast.
"Jun, how's the preparation?" Finally, Ahmad opened his voice.
"Allah is ready, pa. Just a photo of her preweds."
"What's the picture?" ask Rodiah. "The feeling of the time of your papa mama married there are no photos of that model."
"That's a picture of the wedding. Make it on display at the reception. Here's an example, like gini" Zahra showed some photos from the website.
"Elo same Priska will take photos while hugging it? Pan elo and Priska are not halal. Where can I take photos of that. I don't agree!" Surely Rodiah directly opposed the idea of prewed photo Juna.
"Jeez sassy, do not have to wear hugs can also. Depending on the concept," explained Angga.
"Ah, you know! The little boy knows what?" Surely Rodiah does not believe in the words of Angga.
"So, it's worth forgetting that Angga likes to help bang Idang motret bride." Angga can not be said to be pretentious. "Part photos are not just the two of you."
"So that rame-rame photo den?" ask mpok Mumun who had been listening. "Well, why would the photographer take a photo together? who's trus snapped who?"
The others immediately laughed at Mumun's speech. It was Mumun's innocence that made them all love the middle-aged woman.
"It's not like that, either. That means at the shooting place later there will be many people who help. Some take care of clothes, some take care of make up, some take care of lighting. Anyway, rame deh. But what was photographed was just a bride," explained Arjuna after his laughter subsided.
"The picture will be if you are officially married. Let it be good, it's halal. Want to hug, want to kiss or want to turn over can also," Engkong Rojaih issued an opinion.
"Later at the reception there are no photos of them dong, beh?"
"No need." The others were speechless hearing Rojaih's crank answer. Well, it could be bad if there are no photos. Can-can Priska lash, Inner Arjuna.
"So, what if we change the concept. If indeed bang Juna and kak Priska want a photo on display, Angga has an idea."
"What idea?" Arjuna looks enthusiastic.
"If Angga tell you, bang Juna pinjemin car yes make Angga to school tomorrow." Angga tried to negotiate.
"Huuuu. Ask the same papa first, you can not base the car school."
"Where's pa?" ask Angga expectantly.
"As for your brother," replied Ahmad in short.
"Why do you want to go to school and bring a car? Make it jammed," said rickety Rodiah.
"Hmm. Mama knows why you want to take the car to school. Let's take Dian's mom's son to go with ya?" asked Zahra while glancing towards Angga.
"Hehehehe. How's bang?"
"Abang listen to the idea first. If Priska agrees, brother pinjemin car for tomorrow. But for gasoline use your own money, huh?"
"So what's your idea?"
"What if the photo on display is a childhood photo? Later can be discussed with the wedding organizer how to arrange a good arrangement."
Arjuna nodded at the idea of Angga. "Okay brother convey your idea to Priska. If he agrees, you can use bang Juna's car."
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"Fir, later you and your brothers will ride in angkot huh. Your father has to be discharged from the city" said Dian while preparing his merchandise.
"Well, where's dad at? It must be exciting to be able to walk like a father." asked Salman who just came out of the room.
"Hush! Your father didn't want to go for a walk, but to work." replied Dian.
"Yes, work while walking." said Safira. "Remember Man, we used to go with Dad to KL?"
"Yes brother. Yes exciting. Dad works, the four of us go for a walk" Salman said.
"Where are you going now, Mom?" ask Safira while preparing breakfast for the family.
"If not wrong to Yogyakarta," replied Dian. "Mom forgot too. I think there's some town your dad should go to with his boss."
"Later father will go to Yogyakarta, Solo and Malang," said Seno who looked like he had just finished bathing.
"Well, aren't you ready yet?" ask Sania. "Dad not work?"
"Dad wants to be out of town this week. Sania and the sisters left for school on an angkot ya."
"Well, can Salman use his bike?"
"No need to hide" said Safira. "Not having a SIM can not bring a vehicle. Junior High child riding a bicycle or public transportation only."
"Yes, yes." Salman grumbling.
"You're the one who used my motorcycle to go to school. You're going between Sania" suggested Seno.
"Fira has not been too smooth with the bike, well." declined Safira. "Worry will fall."
"Naaaah.. Don't-don't Fira want to be picked up by Troy?"
"Sister Troy? Dah, no yaa."
"Really Fir?" asked Seno with a suspicious look.
"No. Safira always remembers dad's message."
"But I notice now you're often ushered in."
"Geez dad, that's because Mr. Arga and Mr. Kemala forced Sapphira to come home from Troy's brother."
"Don't be weird, Fir. Remember, your future is long. Set a good example for your brothers." Seno advised.
"Calm down, Fira won't do anything weird. We are not just the two of us. There's always Cantika who's taking the drop."
"Dad believes you. I'm just worried."
"Quiet yeah, trust me with Fira."
"Dad believes you, but does not believe in your friend" said Seno ketus with a frown. "Dad does not like the same guy who usually nebeng his parents' property. Not independent. Spoiled child."
Safira and her sisters laughed at the look on Seno's face.
"That means that if Troy's brother has been successful in his own business, he can approach brother Fira dong?" ask Salman.
"Hmm. It depends on your brother. Who knows, before Troy's success your brother's been betrothed to another man."
"Who knows Angga's brother who was successful first and proposed to Fira," ledek Salman.
"Cieeee... Troy's brother or Salman's brother?" tease Sania so that makes Sapphira can only smile wryly.
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