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Finally. part 2.

The trip to the city of Medan, quite far, after a few hours, now we have arrived in the city of Rantau Prapat, here we take a break to eat or drink in a restaurant. The driver also ate with us. Before stopping here, we had stopped at Langga Payung village for Maghrib prayers and dinner.

Arriving in front of the restaurant, I say goodbye to my husband to go to the toilet for a while, all want to pray Isya. My husband also wanted to come with me to the toilet and participate in prayer, my husband told the driver, so that we would eat first, not wait for us. We went to the toilet together, he went to the men's room, I went to the women's room. After cleansing myself, I took ablution to perform the Isya prayer. By the time I got out of the toilet, my husband was waiting for me outside the toilet, and we went to the restaurant's musholla, and Kamipun prayed together.

After the prayer, we went to the house to eat again, the driver had finished eating and drinking, and he was ready to go to the car first to rest in the car. My husband nods off to say yes to the driver, pity the driver too, the sauces and lack of sleep, so his eyes look red and tired. After the driver left, we called the waiter to order the food and drinks we wanted. I ordered the fried rice of beef-eye eggs, drank the warm sweet tea, while my husband had boiled the beef-eye noodles and drank a glass of black coffee.

After waiting for a few minutes, our order was delivered by the waiter of the restaurant. After being served on the table in front of us, we also ate food and drank the drink, because we were hungry, even when the magrib had dinner, but midnight was like this, on the way, it made our stomach feel hungry. After eating, my husband paid our food bill with the driver, I heard the waiter say our bill was one hundred thousand rupiah, then my husband immediately took the hundred thousand from his wallet.

After paying the bill, we sat for a moment on the terrace of the restaurant while sitting side by side, and gazing at the stars in the sky. My husband said, "we sit here for a while while the driver rests, so he'll be fresher later and not sleepy, because the danger of carrying the car while sleepy, can cause a traffic accident ".

I just nodded in understanding what my husband said, and I leaned my head against his shoulder while holding his hand. After a few hours, we headed to the car, my husband woke up the driver, and told him to wash his face to make it fresher, and we could leave immediately.

I put my head on my husband's lap, and fell asleep during the trip, while my husband did not sleep, because he was afraid the driver was sleepy, so he took the driver to chat occasionally while watching the streets.

As the Shah's adzab reverberated, I was awakened by my husband to pray at a mosque in the town of Tanjung Morawa. We hurried down from the car, and performed congregational dawn prayers at the mosque. After the prayer, we ate the peanut butter sandwich, and the chocolate we bought at the front shop of the mosque while drinking warm sweet tea, and the driver only drank black coffee.

After the break, we got back in the car, and continued on our way. A few hours later, we arrived in front of a rented house, on Titi Kuning street. We got out of the car immediately, and the driver lifted our things from the car into the rented house that my husband's subordinates had opened the door to. I immediately went inside the house and looked around the house, I was shocked to see the contents...

Seriate...