The Amorous Two Beliefs

SLEEPING WHERE?

Ting!

The voice of the message entered on the phone, making Shara who was contemplating alone in the middle room of Diftha's house, a little jolted. The girl then opened the incoming message from Diftha.

[Have you slept?] - Diftha-

[Who?] - Shara-shara

Shara typed the message while smiling to herself, as if imagining herself chatting with Diftha right now.

[You?] - Diftha-

[Oh. I think Gizta] - Shara-I think

Shara's phone then rang indicating there was an incoming call from Diftha. Shara stared for a moment at the door of Gizta's room, before picking up Diftha's phone. Lady Mary had accompanied Gizta in her room at Gizta's own request. Maybe Mary and Gizta are asleep by now.

After weighing for a while, Shara finally answered Diftha's phone.

"Hello!" Greet Shara with a voice as slow as possible. The atmosphere in the house that is already quiet makes Shara's voice will echo if speaking loudly.

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings Walaikum," Shara replied in a soft voice.

"Why such a whisper?"

"The bus and Gizta are asleep. Fear of being disturbed" Shara explained.

"Oh."

"Gizta slept with your mother?"

"Yes!" Shara replied as she arranged a pillow at the end of the sofa, then laid her head there.

"Where did you sleep?"

"In the back room later." Shara answered quickly. There are three rooms in Diftha's house. One room of Gizta, one room of Diftha, and one room behind which is actually a room for ART. But because Mother Ida did not stay, the room was empty.

"Ooh! It's okay in my room, too. It's empty too."

"No, ah!" Shara replied, whose face suddenly warmed up. Shara then gazed at the door of Diftha's empty room.

"Is there something angry?"

"Huh?" Shara immediately muttered confusedly.

"Who's angry?" Ask Shara later. Shara was still confused by the last sentence. What is a question sentence or a notification sentence.

Notification that someone will be angry, such as Shara sleeping in Diftha's room tonight. That means Diftha's girlfriend might.

"Your boyfriend."

"Huh?" Shara scratched her own head.

"You're teasing me?" Shara said the next thing that even made Diftha laugh at the end of the phone. Ck!

"You're still single?"

"Ck! Do you still have to ask?" Shara has changed position to prone now.

"Oh, I think it's been made with a man-"

"Whose man?" Sela Shara fast.

"Just yesterday took you to a concert."

Shara instantly shuts up for a moment and tries to digest Diftha's sentence. What did Diftha mean just now?

Is Diftha is expressing her feelings to Shara right now and giving a code that she wants to have a relationship with Shara...

"All right, forget it! I'm just kidding."

"Oh," Shara mendes*h and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"I thought you were serious." Shara then laughed as if she was laughing at herself who had been too hopeful.

"You want it to be serious?"

Shara stopped laughing and her face warmed up again.

"This means you're shooting me or what, Dift?" Shara finally asked.

Just guys!

"Shoot dor that's what it means?" Diftha's rang from the other end of the phone.

"Ck! I'm serious, Dift!" Shara's starting to growl now.

"How, huh?"

"Alright, I'll sleep sa-"

"Shara, Shara!" Call Diftha who immediately makes Shara not hang up.

"You angry?"

"No!" Shara answered quickly while playing the corner of the sofa cushion that has now moved into her lap. Shara has also changed position to sit cross-legged on the sofa now.

"Tomorrow do you have a show?"

"Tomorrow?" Shara thought for a moment.

"Nothing! Most just waiting for Mbak Ida to come, then I and Ibuk will go home," Shara said then conveyed the plan of activities tomorrow.

"What about going for a walk after lunch? Maybe ten o'clock tomorrow I'll be home."

"We? You and me?" Shara asked to make sure.

"And Gizta!"

"Or we don't have to take Gizta"

"We're taking Gizta!" Sergeh Shara's fast. Shara suddenly remembered Diftha's plan the other day to buy Muslim clothes for Gizta but not yet.

"You have not fulfilled your promise to Gizta either" Shara reminded Diftha.

"I totally forgot!"

"But thank you for reminding me, Sha!"

"Tomorrow we'll buy clothes for Gizta, yes! You can, right after lunch?"

"Yes!" Shara answered briefly.

"Simply the answer. You mad?"

"No!" Shara refuted once again with a confident tone.

"Trus?"

"Udah sleepy. Going to sleep." Shara answered, who is now yawning.

"All right! Get some sleep then and you'd better sleep in my room."

"In the back room there's no air conditioning. You'll be hot."

"Mmm-"

"Say yes and don't think again!"

"Pusurgery!" Cibir Shara later.

"It's okay! All experiments before that will be your room too." Diftha's words successfully made Shara speechless and slightly misbehaved.

You mean Shara's room too?

"Astagfirullahhal..."

"Huh? What's up?" Shara frowned when she heard Diftha say a foreign sentence in Arabic. Shara had heard but did not know her name.

"I yawned just now, Sha!"

"Don't look at the devil!" Again, Diftha's ruckus from the end of the phone only made Shara scratch her head because she did not understand.

"Dnumb also means? Sleep, gih!", Shara re-ruled Diftha.

"Yes, you're sleeping too, gih!"

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings hallaikum!" Shara answered along with Diftha's disconnected phone. Shara just sighed when she heard the sound of the door opening which made Shara slightly jump.

"Not sleeping yet, Sha?" Ask Ms. Maria who apparently did not sleep as well and just came out of Gizta's room.

"Yet, Buk!" Shara answered as she stood up.

"His bus hasn't slept yet?" Shara asked Mary.

"Already. It's just a drink" said Miss Maria, who had passed to the kitchen.

"Gizta's done, huh?" Shara slowly opens the door to Gizta's room, then peeks inside. Sure enough, Gizta was already slumbering on the bed.

"So Gizta talked, but Ibuk did not understand what Gizta said. So I just say yes," said Bu Maria started the story that immediately made Shara laugh.

"But Gizta's son is chatty too, yeah, Sha!"

"Indeed, Buk!"

"Said Diftha, before the accident, Gizta's son was indeed critical and chatty. Nothing is always asked in detail."

"And Gizta actually also aspires to become a doctor" Shara told her with a crisp look.

"Hopefully in the future Gizta can still achieve these ideals."

"Although the possibility is only small, but Shara remains confident that Gizta will be able to recover and recover as usual, Buk," said Shara again with teary eyes.

"It can, Sha! The miracle of God exists!"

"And Gizta is a good girl, so God will definitely give happiness after the various sorrows that Gizta has experienced so far!" Miss Maria said at length which immediately made Shara nod.

"It's night! You sleep there!" Said Mary then.

"Where are you sleeping?" Miss Maria circulated her gaze for a moment to look for the whereabouts of rooms other than the Diftha and Gizta rooms.

"In the back room, Buk!" Shara finally answered grimacing.

"Ada?" Ask Miss Maria to make sure.

"Yes, ada!" Shara replied, before then the girl passed towards the kitchen and headed straight for the ART room beside the kitchen. But just opening the door of the room, Shara was already startled by the sight....

"Geez! It's transformed into a warehouse, it turns out," Shara murmured as she stared at the pile of boxes in the room. The cashier in the room was also set up on the side of the room.

Shara finally closed the door, and returned to the living room to report to Ms. Maria. But apparently Miss Maria is no longer in the living room, nor in the kitchen. Looks like Shara's real mother has entered Gizta's room again.

"Well, you slept on the couch?" Shara muttered to herself, then stared alternately at Diftha's room and onto the living room sofa.

"I borrowed Diftha's blanket instead" Shara finally broke up while swinging her way to Diftha's room. Shara then slowly opened the door of the room when the distinctive aroma and immediately out.

Geez!

Shara memorized it!

Shara immediately infiltrated and picked up the blanket on the bed. But when she was about to leave, Shara's eyes were pounded on the prayer mat that was still lying beside the bed.

Looks like Diftha hastily left this morning so he did not have time to fold the object. Or did Diftha deliberately never fold it everyday?

Shara finally did not go out and decided to fold the Diftha prayer mat first. The girl was also pensive for quite a while, as she looked at the prayer mat that was now neatly folded in her hand. Shara sighed, then immediately put the prayer mat in the corner of the bed, before continuing out of Diftha's room.

Shara's gonna sleep on the couch tonight!

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