Still waiting for you

thirty six

We arrived in Semarang after traveling for approximately fifteen hours. I was sitting on a single sofa by the window, not having time to change clothes because our luggage was still in the car, wanting to pick it up without having to wait for Nature, but not knowing where she put the car keys, he said, after all, I couldn't get out without the niqob, the piece of cloth that covered my face fell while I was bathing earlier.

I wait for Alam who is praying ashar in the mosque.This complex is not much different from the place we visited yesterday, a historic place that witnesses how Nature with her floor pledged ijab qobul for me. The mosque that is not too big and simple is located in the middle of this complex. Of all the activities and human traffic outside the house that I occupy, the, I focused the focal point of my gaze on a group of young people in trousers and shabby t-shirts holding up the mushaf and occasionally justifying the reading of friends he was watching.

I leaned over the body to see it more clearly. I cursed myself, because of my carelessness in the bathroom earlier, I was not able to go out to just finish my curiosity to the bunch of young people.

They take turns listening to each other, even though they do not look like depressed children with rote duties, they just look relaxed and occasionally throw laughter.

I keep watching them. Every now and then my smile was flocked to see one of them nosily pranking his friend, there was even a formation to make a video tok-themed jokes ala santri.

"Sir, wake up baby, come sleep here, okay,?" I felt a gentle swipe on my cheek, and the scent of perfume tickled the sense of smell that I had already memorized who it belonged to.

"Hmmm.. A long time ago, anyway, I got his sleep." I answered spoiled with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up, both hands I use to cover my face while remembering how my sleep looked. Kurabai cheeks next to the lips, dry, safe dwh like. That means I don't have time to make an impromptu island on my sweet face.

"I cleaned up before waking you up. Here,!" Nature shows her slightly wet index finger, my eyes glare at her and reflexes pull the forefinger of Nature to the chirp to ensure the utterance of Nature.

"Ih, this is so dirty, anyway. Why you have to put your hands on anyway, Mas. Tissue can be worn." I don't stop nagging while cleaning Nature's hands under the water from the sink.

"The tissue can't walk alone, baby, lemes said."

I glanced at the answer coming from the sexy lips of Nature, she could have joked when I had eleven twelve faces with boiled crabs.

Instead of being afraid of my delicacies, Nature wrapped her right hand around my stomach. While his left hand he pulled to wipe my dirty cheek.

"Later tonight can't unboxing yet?,"

He asked as he stroked my queen's belly and lowered his face to my neck which was still not wrapped in the hijab.

"Can't dong, even though Mas already mengelunasin dowry was malem, but I'm not holy." I dare to answer because I feel that I am still in a safe place.

"Only what should be unboxing only one place?" I flinch to catch the meaning of Nature's words. Then in a hasty motion, I twisted my body to face him.

"From the back it's haram mas!, Eh,..." As fast as lightning I clenched my mouth that had not known to humiliate its master.

I became misbehaved because Nature who did not end her laughter, she had to sit on the dining table chair by continuing to stroke her stomach.

"No need to ah, Mom. You bummer!"

I stomped her feet slowly so she knew I was sulking.

"Here I go, I'll tell you, step-step unboxing."

"No need, I've memorized it out of my head. Just open the package pack cutter, then terawang deh contents. Don't forget the dividio!, if there is a mistake stay return."

"But Pinter, anyway, the seedling's mom Alma. Here deh, special unboxing you just use my hands dear, do not need the help of any cutter. Come here." Come on."

Kicep!, the intention of the heart wants to shift the topic of conversation, so it becomes even more to the core.

"Mas Nature!, Assalamu'alaikum." We throw each other a look. I don't know how long Alam has occupied this house, so I intend to demand a little explanation first, so as not to look cengo in front of guests.

"The girl's eyes, just wear a hijab, continue to suck me into the living room ya." Nature ended her sentence by gently shuffling my hair that was still broken without a head covering.

"Don't want a briefing?." I blocked Nature's move by blocking her wrist.

"No ah, I want an important meeting. It's just the next door neighbor. Buruan gih, the guest is impatient!." Nature is raising its chin towards the noisy door due to the loud pounding from the outside.

I had to shake my head and walk to the bathroom to wear the hijab.

I couldn't calm down while I was in the bathroom. The sound of crying of the woman who was in the living room with Nature so disturbed me. I immediately finished my cleaning activities in the bathroom, Alam must have been waiting for me because I did not give her will change my sanitary napkin first.

although in a hurry, my brain seemed to reflect across the stove before moving forward to make tea, I growled annoyed when I saw the gas run out. I set foot in the fridge in the corner of the room, my eyes fluttering in search of something I could deliver. Thank God, I heaved a sigh of relief when I found a medium-sized bottle of mineral water that was still sealed.

I immediately set foot into the living room with a tray containing three bottles of cold mineral water. I was stunned to see Nature so casually facing the weeping guest roaring before her. I just shook my head to watch Nature's behavior, then took a bottle of mineral water I had previously placed on the table, and thrust it at a guest I didn't know her identity.

"drinking first, to be more relaxed" I smiled with the intention of sympathizing with her condition, although I did not know what caused her to cry that much.

"Basic is not sensitive!!"

"what!!"