Red Hooded Girl

S2. Chapter 101

“Papa..?!”

Satya sir got off his fancy car. Then swing his steps into the yard of Haji Zaenudin's house.

With a swift step the God approached his papa. "Bah...!"

The god tilted his head to observe the car that Mr. Satya was riding from where he stood.

"Which mom?" tanyakanya.

"Ga come," said Mr. Satya flat only.

"Papa's coming here by himself?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you want here?" The god put a body in front of his papa in order to block his papa.

"It's none of your business! Move over!" Mr. Satya tried to get rid of the body of the God by pushing it a little.

"Papa can't be soithful" the god returned to dispel the papa.

"Don't make a fuss here again, Pah. Please!" please God.

"Diem you! Papah wants to meet with Bu Haji and Pak Haji," said Mr. Satya who did not mengubris halauan from God. With a stern look and firm steps continue to press forward towards the main door of the house of Haji Zaenudin.

"Broth... No!" exclaimed the God while holding his papa hand that was about to knock on the door.

"Home home there! It's Papa's business!" Mr. Satya put away the hand of God.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Three knockings there was no sign of anyone opening the door. While the Gods were anxious about the arrival of his papa. His mind was still wondering about the purpose of the arrival of his papa to this place.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Satya's sir knocked on the door again.

"Well, when you go to the house, say hello" said the Lord.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Greetings...!" exclaim Mr. Satya. He even said 'salam' because it follows the advice of God.

"Kh...." Gods clucking. "It's not so, Pah. That is, Papa said assalamualaikum," he explained.

"Oh, so. Why didn't you tell me that!" kilah Mr. Satya.

Astagfirullah. Papa is not a Muslim. It must be checked his ID card lest even Atheists, to the mosque never, to the Church never. Moreover, Viharas, temples and temples must be just passing by never. Inner God murmured.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Assalamualaik." Mr. Satya this time said his greetings correctly.

"Why what the hell? Udah mending Papa to God's contract, rather than making the business more runyam." The god pulled his papa arm to follow him.

"What the hell. You go home there! Papa has the same business as Haji!"

"Don't, Pah. Come with the gods!"

The father and son insisted on pulling hands when Abah opened the door.

"Waalaikum salam. What's the matter?!" exclaim Abah.

Dewa and Pak Satya suddenly stop the drama of his feud.

"Pak Haji, I have to be with Pak Haji and Bu Haji" said Mr. Satya.

"Bah, no! God please, don't make a mess here!" exclaims Gods.

"You don't have to follow! It's old man's business!" firmly Mr. Satya.

"Come, please come in. We just talk inside" said Abah.

Satya sir went inside the house. The god who was worried about the arrival of his papa decided to accompany his papa. For fear that his papa will make trouble at Abah's house like the other day.

Mr. Satya had been sitting on the sofa and the Gods were sitting beside him. While in line in front of them there was Abah and Mami who had also sat with the opposite look. Abah with a look of hospitality and Mami with a cold look.

Before opening the chat, Mr. Satya first cleared his throat. "Ehem."

"This is Mr. Haji Bu Haji. I'm not the one who likes pleasantries. Although he said the pleasantries were actually manners or manners in interacting between humans. That's good manners. But I can't call it pleasantries. I prefer to the point. No frills to make it more effective and efficient.

Indeed in our country this culture of pleasantries is very thick applied in everyday life. Even if we do not have pleasantries sometimes we are considered not polite. But I myself am one of those who do not like to be stale. No one has said so far that I am not polite. So I think that's the niceties.... "

"Ehem...." Dewa, Abah and Mami compact cleared up so as to successfully stop the unfaithful speech of Mr. Satya.

"Ehem...." Satya sir cleared his throat.

"I've heard that God is All-Pardoning. Moreover, humans should also be willing to apologize. Is that right, Mr Haji?" Satya threw her eyes at Abah.

"It's very important, Mr. Satya," said Abah.

"Then from that, I papahannya God deliberately take time from the busyness of my work. These nights come here, intending to apologize for my attitude the other day. And intends to propose to Pak Haji's daughter and Bu Haji named ... briefly...."

Mr. Satya reached into his pocket to pick up a paper and read it."Jasmina Zahra is Haji Zaenudin's daughter" he continued.

Before going to Abah's house, Satya asked Deka about the name of his wife Dewa and his father-in-law and recorded it on a paper.

The god turned his face to look at Mr. Satya who was sitting beside him. He gasped at his papa speech just now.

"I beg you to accept my son Dewa to be the son-in-law of Pak Haji and Bu Haji."

"Father.." shrewdly God without releasing a sparkling look at his papa.

"This is real, Mr Satya?!" mami's tukas doubt.

"Really, Haji Ma'am. From the bottom of my heart I apologized for my arrogant attitude yesterday. And I beg you to accept our proposal" said Mr. Satya.

"Alhamdulillah" said Abah. Then look towards his wife. "So, how's Mih?" tanyakanya.

"Mommy agrees. What matters is that our daughters love each other. And what's also important is parental support."

"Alhamdulillah," said Abah and Dewa compact.

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"Well, thank you, yes" said the god when he and his papa had come out of the house of Haji Zaenudin.

"Hem." Mr. Satya responded to the speech of the Gods with hemmm.

"Thank you for coming all the way here and proposing to Mina for the Gods" said Dewa looking at her papa with a haru look.

"Hem." Mr. Satya just seems ordinary there are no days.

"Well, is that okay?" The gods looked at his papa from top to bottom and then from bottom to top again.

"You see for yourself, Papa how," said Mr. Satya.

"Soalah Dewa inget time Eyang want to die, the day before asking to eat jengkol even though Eyang ga doyan jengkol."

"You mean, Papa wants to die?! Fucking kid!"

"Hehehe... No, Pah. Peace." The god raised two of his fingers to form the letter V. Because he had a strange thought about the sudden change in attitude of his papa.

"Thank you again, Pah. God is proud of Papa." The god hugged his papa.

For a while the father and son hugged in the day. God's eyes until glazed when hugging his papa. The first thing he did in his entire life.

"Why would you want to rent a god?" bargain God after taking off his embrace.

"Papa wants to see your contract." Pak Satya swung his steps towards the God contract.

"Great you feel at home living in a place like this," continued Mr. Satya as he looked around the entire contract.

"Come at home, Pah. Let alone in this place, living in a goat cage will be at home as long as both are with Mina."

"Basic fool!" Satya sir is holding the head of the God. "Living in a goat pen. Love is beautiful. But love is not crazy!" cerca Mr. Satya.

The god laughed in response to his papal slur.

"Well, you're not going to live in a place like this."

"Yes yes. So, you want to go home?"

"Yes that. Even if nginep also mending Papa nginep at the hotel."

"If so let God anter. God will be Papa's driver tonight" concluded Dewa.

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