Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 13 Different Beliefs

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Almira's cell phone was thrown to the floor. The video that is still spinning does not necessarily die because of his actions.

A few moments later his phone died and changed a call to make Almira cringe himself. With a frightened face he covered his entire body with a blanket and closed his eyes accompanied by do'a-do'a until finally he fell asleep.

Until the morning, the hour had pointed at half-five in the morning. The sound of the morning prayer made Almira awake by herself. Immediately grabbing a towel herself out of her room headed to the back house about to take a shower.

“The pump is ntar matiin yes, Neng?”

With a hasty step his mother tidied the face on his body and walked out of the back house when she saw his daughter was awake. Her mother prayed every morning in the mosque not far from her home.

“Hem,” replied Almira nodding with nodding eyes.

Almira looked at her mother's back with a face back feeling guilty. Feeling wronged, he sat languidly in front of the bathroom door with tears that almost spilled.

Is it fast to get married, this sense of tightness will quickly disappear?

“You all right?”

Vishnu's voice startled him, with a look up showing a reddened face he immediately wiped it with a towel. Sitting down again throwing face.

“Awas sending me another horror video,” lontar Almira diverts the atmosphere.

“You scared?” sahut Vishnu smiled happily.

With a slow step through Almira, Vishnu turned off the stove fire used to cook boiling water.

“I want to shower, if you want to pray you can use a small mushala in this house, next to my room.”

With lethargy Almira stood up and walked to the bathroom, leaving Vishnu who was still staring at him confused but he just ignored it.

Immediately flushed his long hair with cold water to make him shiver, Almira washed his body that felt dirty. It took him twenty minutes until he was done with the overflow of his feelings.

Walking towards the sacred room he was referring to, Almira could see Vishnu running small from the windowpanes beside his house. The girl ignored the sight and continued on to the prayer routine in the morning before her time ran out.

“Ira, help mom ready for breakfast, gih.”

Her mother's voice made the girl turn her head as she walked towards the kitchen. Pulling the glass off the shelf and taking the water in the dispenser, immediately sipped it, relieving the sensation of his dry throat.

“What mom cooks?” almira asked as she approached.

“Ayam fried similarly want to make vegetable spinach,” replied his mother is still pacing back and forth busy alone.

“Hem,” says Almira nodded.

“You picked the same chili leaves basil also spinach leaves in the rice fields, yes?” pinta his mother was immediately given the grunt of Almira's breath, she was most lazy to be sent to the rice fields to pick vegetables.

Many vivacious hairy caterpillars he often encountered in the plant area, making him shudder in horror.

“Take your future husband too, so that you all know your father's work,” always mom makes Almira shake her head quickly while reaching for a bag to carry with her.

“Ira alone,” said Almira wearing sandals and leaving her mother who smiles to see her son shyly like she was when she was young, when she was betrothed to her father.

Shame but want. His mother chuckled to herself.

Almira walked casually out of the house, looking to the side where Vishnu had been doing a light stretch, but it seems that the man was no longer there.

Tracing the road from his home. The road made from castings makes the steps of Almira easier and lighter.

Feeling the cold morning breeze touching his pores gave him goosebumps, he immediately glued his jacket together.

The desolate atmosphere in the rice fields at the very end of the row makes it have to pass through several narrow streets of rice fields carefully.

His mother used the land next to a dry rice field to grow vegetables for daily needs.

With the spirit of Almira crumpled into the land and began picking the various vegetables that grew there, the red color of the chili danced as if tempting him to immediately grab it and bring it home.

Lonely atmosphere.

“Need to be helped?”

“Jeez, huh!” Almira gasped in surprise, irritatedly pushing the body away by wiping her thumping chest.

Vishnu chuckled softly until he sat between the edges of the plant on his left right.

“Why can it be here? Just startling,” murmured Almira snorted back to her position and took her pouch that had slipped out of her grasp.

“Help you,” replied Vishnu still sitting looking at Almira who focused on picking chili. “It looks like you were looking for me,” he added teasingly.

“Ngasal yes by the way?" cerocos Almira sneered. "You just look at me, help what?” his surprise again saw Vishnu who looked at him continue.

“So true, our belief is different?” restless Vishnu with a sad bowed face.

Almira immediately stopped his activities and turned to Vishnu with a serious face. He could see Vishnu's gaze towards the ground raining down but this man's mind was very deep. The man before him ruffled his hair in annoyance.

“What do you mean?” tanya Almira bent her legs and sat down next to the man whose face looked flushed again with a confused feeling.

“Why is it always like this? This obstacle, the stifling obstacle as I attempt to open a new life?” flushed with a red face. The corner of the eye revealed a wound, Almira could see it clearly.

“I don't understand you mean,” reply Almira in a weak voice. “I told you, get out of my life, I hate you. Why are you still insistent on taking responsibility for everything?”

“Because I'm not the reve man you have in mind,” replied Vishnu looking at Almira with annoyance.

“What's the difference? Huh! I really can't see the good side of you.”

Almira immediately stood up to leave him but quickly Vishnu grabbed the hand to stop the woman's rapid steps that disturbed his mind.

Almira was stunned to stare at her tightly clasped wrist, revealing a tinge of red color of her skin as it was so strong that the link was bound. His chest was momentarily cold by the breeze but then back crowded.

“Do not change anything in your life, just for reasons that you can actually avoid, it is not good,” replied Almira looking into the eyes of Vishnu with a more friendly look.

“I've been thinking about it, since finding out about your life. I feel peace when entering it and I have never been close to God in my chaotic life, I beg to guide me,” said Vishnu in his calm but serious voice.

Almira laughed, laughing at herself. It felt like being slapped by this man in front of him. Waking him up on one thing, his knowledge, his life the same, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

“I am the same as you, equally nothing,” replied Almira lowered her head.

“How about we both learn?” lontar Vishnu made the head of Almira who had been lowered immediately looked at Vishnu with stunned eyes.

“I learned to be a good husband, you learned to be a good wife?” vishnu said again.

Why is this my path? When I want to hear from Mas Bagus, why is it said from this man? Is he really my soul mate?

Almira looked down deeply, Vishnu slowly released his hand. He let Almira think again, although nothing would make him quickly step back but at least his life path was right.

“Ira,” call Vishnu slowly immediately make this girl in front of him turn towards him.

“What?” tanya Almira then followed the direction Vishnu's eyes looked.

“It ... beside your feet,” said Vishnu stammered while taking a step back.

Almira immediately looked towards her feet, a light brown snake was seen moving slowly towards her, her tongue several times sticking out mocking her. With a loud shout Almira tiptoed towards Vishnu.

“Waaa .. ibuuuu,” cried Almira tight half running away. “Search wood, hoi, fast!” decak Almira saw Vishnu retreating.

“Do not want,” replied Vishnu horrified.

“Basic rest!” almira swam running fast, followed by Vishnu behind him with pontang-panting steps, reaching for Almira's jacket that had run fast in front of him.

“Wait for me!” vishnu shouted following Almira with heavy steps of fear because so amused mixed with horror.

Bugh!

The pull of the jacket made Almira's steps become heavy and mired in his legs, rolled into the fringe of the rice field with Vishnu who hit him until his body deeper into the mud.

“Aaahhhhh .. stupid! You idiot! Stupid!”

Almira cursed pushing the body of Vishnu who landed pretty beside him with half of the body into the mud puddle.

“You are stupid!” the man pushed back.

“Eat this for breakfast,” hiss Almira grabbed the mud and put rough on Vishnu's cheeks with gurgling teeth so upset.

“Pake this to compress your emotions,” reply Vishnu also grabbed mud and patted to the crown Almira no less grumbling teeth.

“Waahhh .. brash yes!” almira exclaimed and grabbed the mud again and threw it to the chest of Vishnu until his top clothes became dirty.

“You're the finger!” sahut Vishnu shuddered and pushed the shoulders of Almira until staggered and increasingly into the puddle.

“Aahhh .. resek!”

“You too,” reply Vishnu immediately stood up and held the rice field embankment while laughing at Almira's face full of mud and looks funny with his regretful expression.

“Shut!” sudang Almira stood up but sat down again because the mud of the rice field was very thick binding his body.

While still laughing Vishnu reached out his hand wanting to help, with a sly look Almira grabbed the hand and pulled it to stand up.

“Do not think cunning huh?” hiss Vishnu still chuckled because Almira did not manage to pull him down.

His body was too sturdy to be treated as if he wanted to fight with hand strength.

With a sullen face Almira tried to walk and move away from the mud puddle with his hands holding tightly to the fingers of a well-built man who looked at him alertly so that he did not slip again.

What feeling could be quickly turned around like this? The good becomes bad, the bad becomes good?

Should I recollect this feeling, between hate being liked and vice versa? (Almira)

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