Passion of My Wife's Sister

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"Alhamdulillah, finally arrived" I said in my heart.

at my uncle's house, I immediately opened the door of my car, but I paused.I had to tell Papa where I had arrived safely at Uncle's house in Lampung.

connected...

"hello. pa, Dimas, Dimas has arrived"

Papa

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Dimpled

"it's Pa."

the connection I ended. I immediately went down impatient to meet them.

I have prepared some souvenirs from Jakarta as a hand for them, let the souvenirs later I take.

several times I said greetings, but .. no one gave sahutan. house looked so quiet as uninhabited.

"Assynolt..!" I said again "Uncle, this is Dimas, Uncle." I shouted repeatedly.

"ay Allah, please make all affairs of the servant easy" I prayed in my heart.

as for not, I've been traveling all day, disappointed that I got "what sins I did in the past" I said with a heavy sigh.

stomach rumbling, plus Uncle's house is so quiet.I should look for the nearest Mushola around here.the day is getting dark, I should pray.

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after finishing doing 3 raka'at, I still rest in mushola. all day on the road is very tiring.

I fell silent against the wall, I closed my eyes as a form of rest.

deliberately to wait for the time of prayer isya arrived.I intend to spend the night in the mosque only.yes, maybe this is the right place for me tonight.

because, uncle's house is on the outskirts of the city, if I have to find lodging, then I have to go out and will take approximately 25 minutes more.

near Radin international airport inten II. many hotels there, but I'm too tired today.if I have to find lodging again I can not afford.

I changed my leaning position, becoming lying on the floor covered with carpet.

for a while I slept, then I woke up after hearing the sound of Adzan reverberating.

I got up, immediately took the water of ablution. afterwards I sat in the second row, on the right. Very quickly this mosque is full of people who want to perform prayer.

after finishing praying, I continued with recitation. slowly one by one the people began to disappear.

but I still survive in this place. If you know this, I choose to take a plane, "Dimas, do not make this a sesallan form" again I dialogue alone, over time this I can go crazy.

Mushola has been very quiet living alone, after I had just thought I also had time to teach.

I have to sleep, so that tomorrow will be refreshed and will visit Uncle again. I do not want to go home empty-handed.

let me ask the neighbors around, I'm here.

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I'm still trying to figure out where Mba Maria is, wondering, maybe a lot of my sister's friends I didn't know all along.

my fault, if Mba Maria, invites me to come with her when she visits her friendship home I never want. yes.

b**ohnya me at that time, I have to ask this to Mas Dimas, maybe he has found my Mba at this time.

soon I grabbed my flattened object and I searched Mas Dimas' name, there, and I pressed the call, connected.

what may be Mas Dimas, still sleeping at this time. considering today is a holiday wah... very good he. I who do not eat and sleep can-can he sleep soundly

I press my call again.

connectable...

connected but not lifted.

I resigned, whatever happened may have been the will of God Almighty..

as I was deep in my mind my phone rang.

I quickly slide the green button, "hello.." I replied.

Dimpled

"what's the matter May?" I asked because there were so many calls coming in from him.

"Mas, it could not be. don't disappear like MB Maria," said I was full of annoyance.however he also seemed to disappear, as if he would disappear, again he chuckled at who was not upset trying.

"sorry, I was in the shower"

then I immediately asked the news about Mba Maria, whether it had been found or..

Dimpled

"Mas, it's in Lampung. Mas, forced to come here Mas, thought your Mba was here but Uncle's house is empty" I explained.

but the one who was attacked there was even angry was not clear.that's why I did not want to give any news to him given Mayang's attitude which was still unstable.

Mayang also decided on a unilateral call "boss basics" I grumbled.

the day is starting to light, I intend to look for breakfast around here. After that I want to go back to visit Uncle's house maybe they have returned.

I walked to find breakfast, but I paused and turned around again.It's good that I all brought the car so as not to go back and forth later.

I drove the car at a moderate speed, and I saw a stall ahead of me right away on my 4-wheeler.

"Mom, sell breakfast?" ask the mother of the seller.

"yes, what would you like for breakfast?"

"what is it, Mom?" much

"there is nasi uuduk, nasi urap, lontong greens and nasi goreng" said the mother explained.

"i asked for one fried rice yes Ma'am" I saw there were fried foods too

"want coffee, or any of your tea, huh,?" the mother offered again.

"one black hat is ma'am" I replied

before long she came in with a tray of fried rice and a black coffee of my order, and she put it on the table.

the fried rice was delicious, but why was this stall so quiet?

"Mas, it doesn't seem like this guy, does it?" ask the mother.

"yes" I replied.

when the mother wanted to ask again, the buyers came so crowded.some were eating on the spot, some were brought home.

then, the mother looks lost, she calls out who.Maybe her son? but the called did not come, again the Mother called someone but.

I saw a man come to help the mother and the mother asked her son who never came.

I don't know .. I didn't hear the man's answer, maybe it was her husband. I didn't want to hear their talk.

when I finished, I immediately paid for the breakfast I had eaten earlier.

"how much Ma?" much

"eighteen thousand Mas,"

I reached into my wallet from my pants pocket, and paid to the mother, after the mother gave me the change I was about to walk away.

not yet I turned around, there was someone out of the house and he came to the Mother of the breakfast seller.I was glued for a moment the eyes could not blink, no way....