Red Hooded Girl

I'm her husband

The afternoon sun was smothering his warmth. The god just finished bathing then salat Asar. He opened his phone. There's a WA message from Fahri.

Fahri : Ana will be there, right?

The gods returned the message.

God: I'm waiting for you. Let's have a coffee.

Fahri returned the message.

Fahri : Ready. Slide immediately.

God: Ok. I waited for you.

The age replied to a message with Fahri, He opened the door of his house to just breathe fresh air. Looking at the beautiful flowers that are blooming beautifully. Then his gaze turned towards the sound of crackles on top of the guava tree. Opi is seen nangkring on top of the guava tree.

Omegos my sweet brother. You are amazing. He muttered while shaking his head.

“Opi..!” exclaim God when seeing a new Opi coming down from the guava tree after picking some guava fruit that blushes red seductively.

“What? You want this?” opi said as she reached out her hand that grasped some guavas.

“Bby,” replied Dewa.

“Nih catch!” Opi gave three guavas by throwing them one by one.

With a swift God managed to capture the perfect guava thrown Opi. “Yes!!” exclaiming God is excited because the catch is telling.

Then Opi sat on the porch chair of his house while chewing guava. The god sat on the other chair accompanying Opi.

“Before Pi,” said Dewa because he remembered something. He put the guava on the terrace table. Then move on to his contract.

Not long after, the God came out with a favorite guitar.

“Pi... This guitar is for lo!” dewa.

“Hah... Seriously lo!” sahut Opi with mouth agape and eyes bulging.

“Serious dong! Ten rius instead,” he said while throwing a smile.

“But this is your favorite guitar! There is the signature of Billie Joe Armstrong,” Opi said as he took the guitar from the hand of God.

“Lo at that time once said.. if this guitar is very valuable.. can not buy with anything,” he continued. His eyes were staring at the guitar.

“Kan I have also said..if this guitar is very valuable and I will never let go for anyone unless I can get more valuable than this guitar. And now... I've got more valuable than this guitar,” said Dewa.

“oya? What is more valuable than this guitar,” a curious Opi search.

“Because I'm happy to be married to teteh lo. You're more valuable than this guitar right.”

Opi smiled and then laughed. “Yakin you are happy. You just got married doang.” He paused his speech for a moment and whispered, “Marriage is not yet... Hahahaha..” He chuckles.

The god chuckled "Hahahaha." then grimaced to look at his sister-in-law.

“Makanya as a good sister you help me so that I can conquer the heart of teteh lo, let teteh lo klepek klepek same me and... “ God paused his words and whispered as Opi did earlier. “Dan.. can mating spout with Teteh lo... Hihihih... “

Opi pushes the lower lip forward. “Wani piro,” gate.

“Opi....!!” mami from inside the house.

“Iya Mih...!!” opi Sahut. Then get up from the seat. “Btw... Thanks for the guitar, Brother-in-law,” he said before passing away leaving God and not forgetting to bring a guitar given by God.

“Sama-sama, Sister-in-law,” Reply God.

The god was about to re-enter his contract when a motorbike stopped right in front of the rented page. He turned his body and smiled when he found Fahri coming down from the motorbike.

“Assalamualaikum warahmatullah wabarakatuh ya Akhi,” greet Fahri then greet the Gods.

“Waalaikum greetings warahmatullah wabarakatuh friends,” reply Dewa. They shake hands and embrace.

“Ana interrupt ga nih?” ask Fahri.

“Ya is not it.. instead seneng,” replied Dewa.

“I make coffee first yes... let it be better to chat,” said Dewa.

“Not bother Yan.”

“Not bothered, just coffee doang. Oya want coffee items or the non-item,” bargain Dewa.

Fahri chuckles at the God's offer. “Yang not items can... Hehehe.”

“Mantap!” exclaiming the God while brandishing his two thumbs.

After the death of God, Fahri chose to sit on the porch tile rented by God. Because there is no other choice, there is no seat for the seat.

Every now and then Fahri glances at Mimin's house. Then switch to glancing at the watch in his left hand. Time shows it's time for Mimin to get home from work. Mimin has not yet returned?” ask Fahri's heart.

In addition to wanting to visit Dewa, there is actually another thing that is the purpose of Fahri visiting the God contract in the afternoon like this. That is because of curiosity to know the figure of Mimin's husband. At work like this, the possibility of Mimin will go home picked up by her husband, is not it.

Not long ago, the gods came with two cups of instant coffee moca flavor.

“Coffee... Coffees... Coffee...”

“Masya Allah Yan... Alhamdulillah.. because of silaturahim, ana so dapet sustenance a cup of coffee nih.”.

“Sepahit-pahitnya coffee more bitter if there is no coffee,” as always God.

“Hahaha... “ Fahri laugh.

“Daily have not copied, pantesan I can not distinguish which is right and which is void,” always God again.

“Hahaha... “ Fahri laughs again.

“Makanya coffee first sob to avoid the class of people who lose money." The God's ridiculous soul remained present just like it was back then. Although Fahri, his best friend is now an ustaz. Uzzaz also has a sense of the same heart as himself.

“Hahaha... Antum from the past has not changed.. like to spend,” said Fahri.

“If life antum bitter taste.. sign antum if coffee is less sugar," kelakar Dewa.

“Hahaha... “ Fahri chuckled back then said,”So ngiri same coffee, bitter aja many who like.”

“Hahahaha This time the God laughed. “Yeeay... Ustaz Fahri can be funny,” always.

As Dewa and Fahri chatted casually while making coffee, a motorbike stopped in front of the courtyard of Haji Zaenudin's house. And both of them saw Mimin get off the bike and walk in a hurry after paying his motorcycle fare.

While behind him, the car that Yusril was driving also stopped.

Mimin had stopped his steps for a moment and looked at the two men who were sitting relaxed while kissing.

“Assalamualaikum, Min,” greet Fahri.

“Waalaikum greetings,” Mimin replied. Then immediately swung his pace towards the house.

“Yas... Wait!!” yusril exclaimed while running small after Mimin.

Before Mimin managed to open the door, Yusril had reached near Mimin. Then he pulled Mimin's hand.

“Please my hand, Yus!!” hardik Mimin while trying to release a sturdy hand that pulls his hand firmly.

“Hey release your hands!!” The god who saw the drama between Mimin and Yusril became furious and provoked emotions.

Yusril turned towards the God. Mimin uses this opportunity to release his hand from Yusril's grasp.

“Who lo! Don't interfere in my affairs!” yusril.

“I should be the one, lo who?!” avenge the fiery God.

“Gue Yusril.. future husband Yasmin.”.

The god thrust his lips forward. “Cih... Lo ngaku Mimin's future husband. And you know who I am?”

“That's not important I have to know who lo!” is

“Important! I am a handsome Argian Shadewa charming, handsome charming, shaky with her husband Jasmina Zahra bint Haji Zaenudin.”

“What??” Yusril was stunned until her eyes widened.

A few steps behind them. There was someone who was also shocked to hear the statement of God. He is Fahri.

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On kecele all yes gegara reply message of the gods about hodgepodge.

Dewa is ridiculous, it's so handsome again, handsome charming again, good at playing guitar again, good at singing again, broth so melodious voice muezin again, alumni santri again. How I don't have a crush on God.

Bang Dewa once stopped by my house, my husband coffee. Coffee don't give sugar, just look at me... Eh see Mimin Tea means. A beautiful sweet storm dazzles trembled, beautiful back and forth...