Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapter 41. Neubrie Loen Wate

Neubrie Loen Wate

(Give me time - Aceh-language)

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Jakarta

Pocktail

"Sasa!" Tama gave a warm welcome by lifting Sasa's body up high. "Me again."

Sasa nodded while laughing giggling. While Agam stood up again while rubbing his nape with a confused face. So did Niar and Anjani's mother and son, who were seen with question marks. Only Dara smiled meaningfully. But instead of calmly seeing Dara's smile, he actually felt more agitated.

"Sasa's prayers with Bang Umay are granted, Om," Sasa said in a loud voice. Still laughing giggling. Because Tama raised Sasa's body even higher.

"What prayers?" Tanya Tama and Anjani together. Accompanied kernyitan wonder mom Niar. And also flashing Agam towards him.

Makes her nervous not a bitch. To the point of ignoring Aran who had been busy chattering while pointing Anjani, "Uma .. uma ...."

"Pray that ...."

"Sir! Pakde's! Lana will also be lifted up on Sasa's kayak!"

She finally breathed a little relief as Lana cut off Sasa's words at just the right time. Lana even tugged at Tama's pants so that they could immediately get attention.

"Will you too?" Tama laughs. Directly lower Sasa, then change to lift Lana's body up high.

Now replace Lana who laughs giggling. Lana even screams in excitement as Tama throws Lana's body up, then recaptures her.

But he must immediately turn away from the sight that has a myriad of flavors. A combination of anxious, worried, nervous, but also touching when watching the joy of Lana and Sasa. The two little girls even continuously laughed in excitement.

"Sasa can be familiar with Mas Tama?" Gumam Agam astonishment. Either ask questions or give statements. He grabbed Aran from his hand. For Aran began to whine while pointing towards Agam, "Dad! Daddy!"

But he did not answer, because it shook hands with Niar's mother.

"I'm waiting for you not to come again, Cut," whispered Niar's mom as they hugged.

He just blushed.

"If there is time .. play here. Invite the children so they can play with Aran," continued Niar's mother while rubbing her shoulders. "Let Aran not be lonely left by his mother."

He nodded while still blushing.

And as they all walked together towards the carpet that had been held filled the living room, the corner of his eye caught Tama still laughing while holding Lana and Sasa simultaneously.

"Mas Tama really must have a daughter," muttered Anjani who walked right behind him. "It can make the mood melt."

"He uh," answered Agam briefly.

"Now isn't it? The little boy was even on the tack to Mas Tama," continued Anjani astonished. "At no serem what is the same Mas Tama?"

"He uh," Agam again answered briefly.

They sit in a circle on a stretched carpet. Ms. Niar had a serious conversation with mamak. While Anjani and Agam are excited to encourage Aran who is learning to step.

"Aran ... Let's hug you!" The order of Agam, which deliberately set up Aran is three meters in front of Anjani.

Then while chuckling, Aran began to move his thick legs closer to Anjani. Complete with both hands raised up. And .. bruk! Aran successfully hugged his mother. Making Agam and Anjani clap their hands, then both hug Aran who cheered with excitement.

While he is still trying to reduce the level of nervousness by listening to Dara's story.

"Lana Keukeuh (muscled) was going to bring one of her daughters here. Cenah (said) wants to make Sasa."

"Oh, Neng," call Dara with a special accent. "Not now yeah. Ask Sasa first .. like cats. Keep asking permission first with Mama Sasa."

He smiled, "Like cats. But not yet a pet. Just like to feed a passing cat."

"So the cat comes and goes and turns?" Mumbles Dara. Then they both laughed.

And a few meters in front of him, the boys were seen joking and laughing. With the exception of Lana and Sasa, who still pluck Tama while occasionally giggling with her forehead. I don't know what to talk about.

"Look," whispered Dara made her jump in shock. "No big .. not small .. all sticky same Pakde Tama."

"meaning?" He nodded suspiciously. Is Dara talking about it or someone else?

Dara just smiled as she looked straight ahead. Make it follow the direction of Dara's eyes. Where Lana and Sasa no longer bother Tama. The two little girls were already engrossed in whispering to themselves while giggling.

He was still watching Lana and Sasa. But in an instant, the moment managed to link itself and Tama.

He immediately swallowed nervously. But Tama just smiled and nodded. Making him hurriedly lower his gaze while exhaling a long breath. I hope no one sees what just happened.

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Niar ma'am

His farsighted eyes couldn't just ignore it, when he accidentally found Tama's nod and smile towards Pocut. Even when he saw the reaction of Pocut, who was too nervous to just respond to the smile of his fellow brothers-in-law.

Reminds her of Setyo's words in the remaining time, "If Tama asks permission to marry again .. restui only."

"Indeed, Tama's thinking about going home again?" Ask wonder. Because the last time he had a deep conversation with Tama, his eldest son still wanted to enjoy solitude.

But Setyo did not answer his question. Setyo said something quite confusing.

"Papa is not sure ... They want to move forward or stop. One message Papa .. please just bless whoever the person is .. as long as it can take Tama in a better direction."

"Who are we talking to, Mas?" He was confused not to understand.

"Mama must know. .. Tama's spiritual side is still far from hope." This time Mas Setyo spoke while exhaling a long breath that sounded heavy when he stopped by his ear.

"But Papa expected a lot from Tama," Mas Setyo again exhaled a long breath. "But if Tama's life is like this ... Papa's worried he's getting carried away. It's dangerous."

"Why would you like to betroth Tama again?" He asked half-accused. "Hasn't it been cracked after the destruction of Tama's Kinan household?"

Mas Setyo shook his head, "Not matchmaking. Let Tama find her own. What matters ... Mama remembered Papa's message."

"Please blessing .. whoever Tama introduced to Mama." This time Setyo smiled at her.

"Maybe this is the best way .. who can complete Papa's promise in the past."

"Pa?" He always felt uncomfortable whenever Setyo talked about the promise of the past. It will immediately remind him of the heartbreaking story of Hamzah Isaac.

"Sir Ustadz has come, Ma," whispered Cakra managed to disperse his reverie. "Will it start now?"

He nodded, "Please ask Tama to speak as a representative of the family."

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Tama

He put his index finger in front of his mouth. Asking the children to listen to Umay who is reciting the letter 'Abasa memorably.

"Abasa wa tawallaa."

"An jaa-ahul 'a-maa."

"Wa maa yudriika la'allahu yaz zakkaa."

Just before Mr. Ustadz was about to give a cult, Cakra offered the children, "Who would read the Qur'an?"

"Me! Me!"

Yasa, Umay, Lana, and Sasa raised their hands simultaneously. While Arka and Icad who have ABG just look.

"Suit first then," Cakra gave the best way out.

The winner is Umay. Now, the nine-year-old boy is reading the letter 'Abasa without seeing the Qur'an. Very cool, isn't it? The words spoken even sounded so eloquent in his ears.

"Who taught Umay najai?" The whisper after Umay finished reading the letter 'Abasa perfectly.

"If at home the same mother," replied Umay with a raised nose.

Unconsciously she smiled.

"If in the same mosque ustadz Arif."

"Who?" His ears are looking out.

He muttered, "Ustadz favorite?"

But his curiosity about the favorite ustadz figure can not be immediately resolved. Because ustadz Dzul has started the cult ahead of breaking time.

"We have passed the first 10 days of grace in Ramadan." ©

"Right now .. we are having a second 10 days of forgiveness ...."

He tried to concentrate on listening to what was being said by ustadz Dzul. But his eyes went around giving a glance. As can be guessed, it is directly aimed at someone.

"The time we have in Ramadan is the same as 24 hours. But our precious time is different."

He immediately turned his eyes away from someone who had always bowed his head from the beginning. Return to focus on ustadz Dzul.

"May all the time we have be precious. Not negligent for being wasted."

"And may all the time that we have .. be able to bring benefit both in the world and in the hereafter."

But valuable time for him can only be obtained when people eat iftar dishes after performing Maghrib prayers.

He immediately walked over after accidentally seeing the shadow of Pocut heading to the kitchen. Replaced by Lana and Sasa who want to fill their bowl again with baso noodles.

"Mostly ... Lana same Sasa fast?" He tried to make fun while pulling a chair on the kitchen table. Then occupy. Trying to ignore Pocut who seemed surprised to see his presence.

"Fasting dong, Pakde."

"Fasting, Om."

Reply Lana and Sasa simultaneously.

"Half a day for sure," he put on a face pretending to be disbelieving.

Lana blushed in shame. Same with Sasa.

"Cock smile smile? Fasting until Dhuhur doang beduk is certain?" Guess trying to get stuck.

But Lana and Sasa ignored him. Because it is noisy by itself with the desired portion of baso noodles.

"I'm a yellow noodle, Ma. Same little baso."

"I'm a white noodle, Auntie. Same baso that's in it."

"I don't use fried onions, Ma."

"I don't use celery, Auntie."

"I'm wearing a little soy sauce, Ma."

"I don't wear it, Auntie. That's it."

"Good thanks, Ma."

"Thank you, Aunt."

Once he managed to obtain the desired baso noodles, Lana and Sasa went straight to the living room.

"Eat here the same Om!" Bargainly.

But Lana and Sasa compactly shook their heads while blushing in embarrassment.

"You eat the same as your sister."

"Let's play Dekgam."

Lana and Sasa compactly walked together towards the middle house. While he turned to look at the back of Pocut who was standing in front of the stove.

***

Pocktail

He sighed in disbelief when he found Tama's presence in the kitchen. The opportunity to avoid is clearly getting thinner. It's even closed tight. But he pretended not to be affected by trying to occupy himself in front of the stove.

But his decision was wrong. Instead of going, it is getting closer.

"Well, is the mienya over?" Tama's mutterings surprised him.

When she turned her head, Tama was already standing behind her back while carrying an empty bowl.

"It's okay not to use noodles," continued Tama quickly. While reaching out grabbing a vegetable spoon to fill the bowl with baso and broth.

He nodded awkwardly. Intended to leave immediately. But Tama was talking, Tama,

"I want to talk."

"Don't be here" he answered nervously. Feeling agitated with courage Tama invites him to talk at family events. In front of parents and brothers. It became quite a worrying thing for him.

"Do you want us to go somewhere?" This time there was a smile in Tama's voice.

He sighed in disbelief.

But Tama smiled back.

Make him pull the chair. Sitting is better than standing. It can slightly dampen the nervousness and anxiety that is so disturbing.

Tama still filled the bowl with baso. Before finally sitting right in front of him.

But Tama said nothing. It eats the baso with gourmand. While he chose to silence a thousand languages. Among the voices of people talking to each other, funny laughter Aran and the children, as well as the clinking of a spoon that collides with the plate.

"Sorry, I have to go back to the living room." He dared to talk first. Because Tama doesn't make a sound. Though the corner of his eye catches if the bowl in front of Tama has been empty leaping.

***

Tama

"We're finishing in two weeks?"

Pocut exhaled a long breath before replying, "Give me some time."

He nodded, "I'll wait."

Pocut looks agitated, "Don't wait."

He shook his head, "I won't wait as you will. But please help me. Don't ever avoid. There's a lot we need to talk about."

Pocut. But not long after, he returned to his eyes.

He was about to say something, but a person rushed to pat him on the shoulder quite hard.

"Totally serious as it is?"

He only grinned as soon as he realized Sada's presence.

While Pocut uses it to move away. After nodding politely towards him too Sada.

"Successful?" Sada blinked one eye as Pocut walked away. But he only answered with a stupefied laugh.

But the laughter disappeared immediately. At night she said, "Please accompany me, Tam."

He nodded in agreement. But my mother's next speech sounded quite surprising.

"Is there anything to tell?"

"Mama look .. You're talking to Pocut in the kitchen."

He sighed.

"Is there anything you should know?"

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Remarks :

©. : all cults delivered by a figure named ustadz Dzul, quoted from tausiyah (nasehat) an ustadzah in a study of science.