Tafakur Love Mualaf

Together Again

A hand waving at the end of the gate, who else if not Kichi. Syansa smiled at him, carrying a machete knife.

"Aww. no, don't kill me." cried Kichi hysterically, half a whimper.

"Huh, this is for chopped chicken or buffalo meat." replied Syansa.

"I thought you were going to kill me." joked Kichi.

"Well, I'll grant your prayers." Syansa had raised her machete, but quickly hid for fear of being caught. Later Fiha was angry again, because of the real knife toy.

Kichi remains motionless, believing that Syansa will not do so. But there is a funny, grimacing facial expression with mute brim eyes.

"Well, I won't do it." Patting Kichi on the shoulder, without feeling guilty.

"I'm a phobia of Syansa's sharp tools." Cowering lethargic, pursing lips.

"Why? how can?" ask Syansa.

"Little people cut their own fingers, because they cut firewood" Kichi replied.

The board that time was really crowded, and unexpectedly there was Aliya there. Umar was also present, who invited them. Not because of the hate that makes Syansa avoid, just lazy to watch them.

"Eh, why didn't you tell me that the. That way, I was able to go with you." Aliya said.

"You have gone with Umar. So, I just go with Kichi." replied Syansa.

"Yes what's wrong, we go four." Aliya is still talking about the evasive Syansa. "You're basically avoiding us, aren't you? What's the fault of both of us?"

"Nothing." The hand of the Syansa moved to break the coconut shell.

"Lied!" Aliya answered quickly. "Your mouth should be different from yours."

"Then I have to answer what." replied Syansa.

Aliya turned towards Kichi, but was instead avoided. Kichi knew that Syansa liked Umar, even if it was just an estimate. Squeezing eyes, and moving lips. What a sign is it? A question mark appears in Kichi's heart.

”Don't he threaten me, to say the cause of their relationship is tenuous. Ah no, put the horses, say goodbye, run.”

That's what Kichi said, which no one could hear. Just stepped on the right foot, but his left hand first felt blocked.

"He couldn't have missed you, would've told me, right?" Aliya asked without hesitation.

"Boro-boro he wants to tell a story, if asked most say it's okay. I just keep going, where does he want to say." explained Kichi.

"Better, you help make cooking spices only." cried Syansa.

"Alright, I'll work on it." replied Aliya, who seemed excited. "That's dong, don't fuck anymore."

Fiha appeared while carrying a basin, which was filled with dirty dishes. It was the former eating people, after lunch took place. Aliya smiled towards Fiha, while turning on the blender machine.

"Aliya, you're rarely home now." Fiha started to talk.

"Syansa is now arrogant." Aliya winked at Syansa, intending to ask her to joke.

Syansa just smiled, hearing the teasing of her friend. Wait a minute, actually Syansa is not angry, about the closeness of Aliya and Umar. He just doesn't want to, if his heart feels jealous.

"Eh, how come I've also been carried around." The look of the face does not accept, looks at Syansa.

"Indeed, you've always avoided." Just ceplos Aliya.

Fiha let them argue, because he was busy washing dishes. They were busy themselves, and they both laughed when Filda came.

"You're using a very noisy alien language." Drink water casually.

"It's a shame, it's all because of Syansa." Filda cornered, while advancing the lower lip.

Basketball competition before it is held, of course, must practice first. Like the next morning, it was as if men were diligently practicing. His lips were busy muttering, reciting the name of the Lord repeatedly. Maybe there are many hopes of Umar, in order to win this year.

"Umar, look who I am now" Aliya said.

Umar turned to Syansa. "Well, join us again."

Kichi scratched his non-itchy eyebrows, immediately twitching his eyelids. No matter what the reaction was, no one expected it. It's just confused with Syansa, who decided to suddenly become close again.

"Umar, if you get a gold medal love me." said Syansa.

"No, that's for Aliya." Umar refused immediately.

"Huh, I'm your friend. Isn't Aliya like that too?" She asked again, comparing their status.

"Yes, your status is the same. But Aliya is still different." Privileging someone, in his heart very clearly.

Ali and Filda's wedding has finished, just had a wedding reception. Everyone is busy again, in a few days. But it's gotong royong family, it shouldn't matter.