Red Hooded Girl

GBM Season 3's

Mimin accompanied by Dewa stopped by the baby supply store, they were about to buy a gift for her baby Hana. Yesterday Mimin got word that Hana had given birth to a baby girl.

"I'm the most fun and enthusiastic when shopping for baby equipment like this," said Mimin while looking at baby equipment items in the store.

God's heart trembuh hear Mimin's statement. In his heart he prayed that God would grant their prayers immediately. Although for him two years is not a long time to wait to get a baby. However, Mimin's unrest was really a burden on his mind.

"A...!" mimin exclaimed when he saw her husband was still pensive.

"Yes. Why Neng?" sahut Dewa was a bit of a joke.

"Why daydream?" cecar Mimin's.

"Not daydreaming. Just praying, may Allah grant your every wish and wish" said the God.

"May tomorrow-tomorrow if we come here again, we can shop this all for our children, not for people's children," he continued.

Mimin was stunned to hear the God's reply. Tucked the guilt in his heart. Why does it seem as if kufr will enjoy Him. Always complaining and complaining. Has not so far her husband, parents, and parents-in-law demanded nothing about the child. Why is he always so upset about children.

"So, which one would you buy to see Hana?" The question of the gods disperse the daydream of Mimin.

"This is funny, yes," Mimin said as he showed the baby girl's pink shirt, her favorite color.

The god developed his smile. "Yes, funny."

"Where is A good, this one or this one?" Mimin showed her two baby dress stels of choice. Her right hand holds a beautiful pink baby dress with a ribbon accent. While in his left hand is a floral baby dress that is also pink.

"Any baby Hana girl huh, Neng?" The god asked.

"Yes, it was Haqi who said she said the baby was a girl" Mimin said.

"So which is A? This one or this one?"

"Both good. Two of you," break up God. A smile returned from the beautiful woman's lips.

After getting and paying for some stels of clothes and other baby gear, the couple walked out of the store. They walked out hand in hand.

"We're going straight to the hospital?" ask God.

"No, later" replied Mimin who still tied his arm to the arm of God.

"When did you see Hana?"

"Tomorrow or the day after that be with Rahma."

God felt his phone vibrate, he paused a moment to grab the phone from inside his thigh bag. There was a message coming in from Sol telling him that he had arrived and was waiting at Abah's house. They made a pact to meet at Abah's house this afternoon..

"Aa's going to Abah's house. Sol has been waiting there," said Dewa after reading a message from Sol. He returned to Mimin's hand. This time by linking their fingers, holding each other's hands. They took back steps.

"What happened to Sol ?" ask Mimin.

"Ga tau tuh Sol, he said urgent," said the god.

"Neng did not come to the house of Abah yah A. Neng wants to go to the store, want to finish the bookkeeping."

"That means Aa to the store first nganterin Neng, run out of it directly to Abah's house."

"Yes A greetings to Abah and Mami, yes."

"Ready."

The god let go of his hand when he reached the parking lot. He opened the front door of the car to Mimin. Then he entered through the driver's door. The white car was a gift from Deka. In the past, Mr. Satya bought it for Deka. But now, the car was presented to the gods.

After they sat perfectly, the car drove away from a row of famous shopping centers in this city.

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"Astagfirullah, so you told me to come here for mango! This is what you call urgent?! Less salt lo!" sewot the God when Sol expressed his purpose.

"Yes, Wa. Si Mida again craved to be young mango," explained Sol.

"Yes you have taken it yourself, I took the pen," said the god.

"Lo knows for myself Wa, I can't climb a tree. Climb the new Mida I can," Sol licked.

"Idih najis canandaan lo Sol. It's not worthwhile," the gods said.

"If there is Opi I ask for help Opi to take Mango," said Sol.

God was thinking how to take a mango without climbing a tree when his phone rang. There's a phone call from Jejed. He swiped his phone screen to answer the phone call.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam. Wa, I'm asking young mango dong for Mila."

"Astagfirullah, this again ask for mangoes here. In Jakarta, there are no mangoes!"

"When you want a mango from Abah's house, Wa. Mila cravings again, so must be followed. If not, can drool my child later."

"Oh my goodness Wa. Gini day packed, easy. Can use JNA, JNB, JNC. Don't forget the free fare!"

"Hey if it is packaged, pas nyampe there young mangoes will turn into adult mangoes," he lamented God.

"Makanya you take it that rada ABG-an is Wa."

"God, not all the mangoes are still snot."

"Udah Wa's. Anyway takein ya. Assalamualaikum."

Tut Tut's...

"Woy, no manners have not been answered his greetings directly at matiin!" furious God.

"Who's Wa?" asked Sol who eavesdropped on the God's chatter over the phone.

"Si Jejed's. Ask the mango to also make the bin," said the god.

"Wah Mida with Mila both craved her kayak. Mina's cravings too ga Wa?"

"Udah Sol buruan lo up!" tell the gods without asking Sol.

"Ga can climb me Wa."

"Take the stairs, it's behind you!" The god pointed with his eyes a ladder that was leaning against the wall of the fence near the mango tree.

"Wa, but I don't know how to bede young mango and old mango," said Sol.

"Udah go up first. Later if it's already above you must know which mango young," said God.

Sol leaned the bamboo ladder on the trunk of the mango tree. Carefully he planted his feet one by one on the stairs. When the branch of the tree could be reached, he moved his foot to the branch. And he began to look for the target mango, young mango.

"Wa which one is young?!" shouts Sol from the top of the tree.

"Let's take a hard look, you know which one is young!" pekik Gods. His head looked up to see Sol who was struggling to pick up the mango on the tree more than five meters high.

Sol's gaze was fixed on a mango whose size was smaller than most other mangoes. He shook his head because he saw almost all mangoes spiked with writing using markers. And he chuckled amusedly as he read the inscription on the mango.

Don't take me, Mas. I was young.

Don't pick me up, Mas. I'm still plain.

I'm a minor, don't touch me.

Can be seen, can't be taken.

Who took the mango without permission, I swear it.

"Mahaha ... Opi's work," he said still with the rest of his laughter.

*****

The god gritted his teeth when he saw Mimin so greedily eating the young mango he had just peeled.

"Neng who ate the young mango, Aa the linu. Gerr...." The god closed his mouth while squinting his eyes held Linu.

"Enak tau A, dizzy medicine," said Mimin relaxed while chocolateing the young mango with cayenne pepper mashed and sprinkled with salt. Then devour.

"Don't much Neng, afraid of stomach pain," the message of the Gods.

"So, Mida and Mila are pregnant again?" God gasped at Mimin's question. Though he intends to keep secret about the pregnancy of his best friend's wives. So as not to make Mimin think again about her who did not get pregnant.

"Yes. But, Neng did not have to be sad. God willing Neng will also be pregnant like them," said Dewa.

Mimin smiled at the god. "Yes Aa. God willing from now on Neng will not think about children. Like Aa said back then, just relax. What matters is that he is always here. The important thing is that we are always together" Mimin said.

The god grabbed Mimin's body and pecked at the top of his head many times.

"If you have finished eating the mango, we pray yuk," asked the God.

Mimin frowned. "So we're praying Isiah."

The god had a face on Mimin. "It is not Isha's prayer, but the prayer of two rakaats before.." he said slowly while pulling down his eyebrows.

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