Temen So Demen

Chapter 29 Happy

I kept a doraemon doll in my room

because the cupboard is full finally I keep it in the room, the flowers I taro supplied two to 2 pairs, one I keep in the guest room, the flower I taro, the other one I keep in the room because the roses are quite a lot

I smell the fragrance of the roses

it is very fragrant even

I observed the doraemon doll there was the inscription I MISS YOU in the middle of nyaa.

I hugged the doll and didn't forget to kiss it

I don't know why I feel so happy to get it

this gift, even though I don't know who sent it

but I'm sure he knows me well

proof that he knows my favorite.

Adhan began to reverberate

it's time for the Maghrib prayer

I hurried to get some water

and pray together with mother

Every time I am at home

I would like to celebrate with my mother if I want to pray

" Dear Keisya, has nyaa ablution?? Yuk pray." take the mother

I just finished ablution was direct

wearing mukenaa, but just as I see it in my bag

mukena is not there, Kucarii in the closet and behind the door there is nothing.

Where's my mukenaa??

Mother approached me again to the room, Maybe because I did not come for congregational prayer

" Sweetie, haven't you?? Ko hasn't used mukenaa." Mother's speech

" Mukena keisya no bun, Keisya search findi no nothing." I searched my mouth while looking in bed

" Which Mukena is it, baby??" ask mother who is looking for

" The frequent keisya bring school, the feeling of keisya simple dias, buti ko no yahh." My answer is confused

" Other wear ajaa dear, Buru abis nyaa time

later after the prayer, you remember the last time you kept wherea?? Yukk buruann." Bring mothera

I took another mukena

and followed my mother to pray in the little prayer that was in my house

My late father purposely made a small musholah

to congregate if he does not have time to go to the mosque

we also prayed with solemnity, and the mother became a priest..

assalamallaikum warrahmatullah

I kissed my mother's hand

and we continue to teach until the time comes..

In the room keisya still confused looking for his mukena

he ransacked his entire room, even to the bathroom he was feeling

After the prayer isya hadai keisya immediately ran into his room, and checked the entire corner of the room buti nil

He sat on the floor of his room, how could he disappear from that precious mukenau

Mukena is very valuable, because the mukena was a gift from his late father for his mother's dowry when the marriage contract first.

He had lost something very valuable to his mother.

The mother who saw her sat down entered

and rubbed the shoulder of his youngest son

" Don't you baby, maybe you forgot to nyimpen." Mother said, Take me

" But keisya has already delivered valuable goods for mothera, Hiks hiks itukan dowry of the deceased kayah for mothera Hiks hiks.." Keisya said no power to stem his tears

Mother hugged her child and tried to calm her down

honestly mother also felt sad, because the memories of her husband lost by her son

however, the mother should not blame her

the name of the human being must have a sense of forgetting

" Udahh..Do not cry mending keisya remember slowly, last time keisya use wherea.? " Task her mother softly

Keisya also tried to remember

last time he used his time at school

then he put it in the bag

the toilet was still in the bag

The dafaa time...

Keisya rounded his eyes while closing his mouth

Did you miss her house at dafa??

Mother who saw the expression of her child

directly ask

" Why, baby??Ko kaya was surprised?" Ask the curious mother

" Don't miss her mother at dafaa's house." Answer keisya

" Oiyaa, you were yesterday abis nginep at the dafa house

You must be praying too, right there??" Timpal

" Iiyaa bunn, Keisya shalatt Haduuhhhhh.Why should I miss there sighh." My grouse