The Cost of Trust

The Part 284

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"Where are you Van?", asked Papa Revan.

"Bukber is the same Diandra!", replied Revan as he passed to the room. Whereas in the living room there was a guest, his papa business partner.

"Revan, come here!", call the papa again. Inevitably Revan turned back towards papa and his guest. At the same time, a girl came out of the toilet. Without even a single glance, it turned out that they were walking hand in hand towards the living room.

"Sit down!", his papa said.

Revan obeyed papa's orders. He glanced at his papa guest. And the next second, a girl sat down next to her papa friend. Maybe the girl was his son.

"Van, do you remember?" asked the guest. Revan looked up at the middle-aged man.

"Om Mattew?", asked Revan. The man smiled.

"Thank God if you still remember, and you should also remember dong same daughter om this?", he asked. Revan turned to look at the girl. Revan made no comment.

"Van, you're an adult. Papa and Om Mattew mean to match you and his daughter!", said papa. The girl and Revan were both shocked.

"Yes, we want you to get married soon!" said Mattew.

"No!", said Revan and the girl.

The two grown men smiled faintly.

"Where's Indra? Like we thought before, right?" said Mattew.

"Yes, they used to be compact!" said papa Revan.

Revan and the girl were both confused.

"Van, this week you and Velly will get engaged and get married soon after!" said Papa Revan.

"Married???", again Velly and Revan compact.

"Yes Vel, Van. You're all grown up. What's wrong with getting married, after all you've known since childhood."

"Wait for me, I don't understand. How could I possibly marry a girl I don't even know I don't love at all!" said Revan.

"Ga know how Van is? You'd forgotten? This little girl who likes you usilin you know when we were together in Jogja!", said Indra.

"At Jogja?", Revan again asked.

"Yes Van. The time you forgot?"

Revan recalls his memories as a child.

"Velly's the whiny Pa? Whose hobby is ngupil and like to mengelapusnya wear my clothes????", asked Revan again.

Velly who felt called like that felt unacceptable.

"Where am I!", said Velly grumbling.

Hahahahahaha, Revan, Indra and Mattew laughed together.

"What a real Pa. Masa Revan should marry this boy????"

"I'm not a kid! I've been working, even though I've been SPG and admin in my showroom and showroom including a big showroom in town. I graduated college last year too. I went to college with my own money, even though papa could afford me!", said Velly proudly.

"Velly!", his papa rubbed Velly's shoulder.

"Lagian pa, Revan mas just nice to say I'm a boy!", said Velly manyun. Revan was smiling.

"Yes.iya ..for me, you are a little boy!" said Revan.

"So, can we continue your matchmaking???" asked Indra.

"No!!!?", said Revan and Velly compact.

"Oh..compact again Matt. Don't get engaged, tomorrow's blessing! We prepare it ourselves!", said Indra.

"Okay,Indra. I agree!"

"Papa!", cried Velly and Revan to their respective papa.

"Your shout is the answer if you agree!"

He was the middle-aged man smiling compactly.

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"Julian gets married tomorrow afternoon. Your mother asked you to go there!"

"Revan lazy pa. Let it. Revan met Julian."

Indra sighed.

"Yes, the day after you and Velly got married. Papa and Om Matt took care of everything."

"Why do you think marriage is a game? Why did papa decide for himself? I'm the one who's doing it Pa!"

"But papa always knows best. And Rara's not the best for you."

Indra also left his only child.

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Takbir's voice echoed in the morning. I woke up before dawn to get everything ready.

I built the Aziz mas for the dawn prayer, after I had carried out my duties myself.

"Wake up, take a shower. Fajr prayer first!", I shook his shoulder slowly.

"Still sleepy darling!", he said spoiled.

"I'm also sleepy. But later on abis solat Ied we will be able to rest again!"

"Yes.iya.!", he was forced to rise. I'll get the wheelchair ready. Before I get down to the wheelchair, I help her undress. Only then did he sit in his wheelchair.

"Want me to take a bath?", I bargained.

"No. It will be a different story."

"However, take a shower or take a bath."

"Later to be rich even more."

"Didnih.nih perverted brain very much!", I pushed his wheelchair into the bathroom. Mas Aziz was even crybaby.

After delivering Aziz mas, I prepared clothes for him on the bed. So did Diaz's clothes.

I went back to the dinner table to prepare our breakfast.

At half-six, Diaz wakes up. Mas Aziz has also finished his morning prayer.

"Nda.da...!" said Diaz.

"Yes. Shower the same mother. Yuk?!!", take me slowly while leading him to learn to walk even though he has started to be smart. But his current condition just woke up. Diaz is very happy if playing water, especially warm water in this morning.

It took more than ten minutes to successfully get Diaz out of the bathroom. It was full of drama, because Diaz still wanted to play water.

But I forced Diaz out of the bathroom to get dressed.

Diaz's crying hasn't subsided even though I'm done wearing clothes for her.

"This is the same father son!" said Mas Aziz. Diaz's cry subsided while on her father's lap.

"Diaz pinter, with dad. Diaz should be nailing. Kan kasian mother if Diaz nangis Mulu rich gini."

Whether Diaz understands it or not, it is important that Aziz tries to give understanding to the baby who is soon one year old.

"We go out yuk, let the mother take a bath first!" said Aziz. Diaz was pleased.

Aziz installed an automatic in his wheelchair, so he could still focus on holding Diaz.

Sure enough, Diaz is calmer now. Two handsome men of different ages were near the dining table. Aziz sipped his coffee, while Diaz grabbed milk in a bottle that had been prepared Diandra.

"Eh, was it at breakfast? mother not invited?", ask me while sitting on the dining table chair.

"Old mother, yes Yaz!" said Aziz. Diaz sulks to come with me.

"Here son!", take me.

Now I feed the rice a little mushy for Diaz, I don't forget to give opor sauce and also chicken slices. Who wants to be a parent, right? baby also dong hehehe...

At six, we prepared to head for the complex mosque. Diaz chose to sit on the lap of Aziz mas to go to the mosque. After locking the door, the three of us walked down the front street of the house. We talked to each other with the neighbors. We even walk together. The atmosphere is so shahdu, especially for two years there is no prayer ied in this complex, so this year it looks so crowded. Residents are also enthusiastic about performing the sunah prayer once a year.

Prayer Ied and Halal Bihalal with residents of this complex is completed. Aziz and I went back home.

We opened our gates, because usually the little ones here would queue up to get their hands on us. Aziz and I have prepared envelopes for the children.

Thank God, Allah has blessed us with much more this year. So we filled the envelope with a little more nominal than last year.

I asked Aziz and Diaz to wait in the courtyard. Then I picked up the envelope I had prepared.

Sure enough, many children came to us. Diaz was delighted to see so many children in front of her.

Mas Aziz gave the envelopes one by one, not forgetting he wished to all of them.

"Om ask for his prayers yes same to all of you, pray for healthy again" said Aziz.

"Aamiin!", said the children.

Aziz and Dian believe, the prayer of children who have not sinned will be God willing to be worshiped Gusti Allah.

Soon, an underprivileged neighbor came to us. Maybe the compensation we give is not much, but for them it is quite large.

The courtesy and halal bihalal event was completed. Aziz and I went into the house for breakfast.

"What time do we go to the hospital?"

"Jam eleven mas. You if you want to rest is also still good."

"It's like ntar."

I dropped Diaz off on the floor of the toy. He's busy with toys in his playground it .

"Mas, I'll take the car!" I said.

"Yes!", said Aziz.

I also heated the car engine first so that later we leave, everything is ready.

I think it's been quite a while, I also intend to go back inside the house. But just closing the car door, a deep voice I heard behind me.

"Assalamualaikum!", said Fai.

"Moskalamic. Oh, my man ? How come you're here?", I asked in wonder.

"Yes. Minal aidzin wal Faidzin huh Di??", Fai extended his hand. But I hesitated a little so I just poked both of my hands.

Fai pulled his hand back.

"Minal aidzin is also mas!"

Suddenly we were like strangers .

"Ehem..sorry, why did you come here mas? Not to Abah's house or papa's?"

"When umi and papa went solo last night, Kyai Ali died."

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un."

"I'd like to come, but if I go with Kasian mika. And mika is also guarding today at the post."

"Yes, yes, you've entered!", I let Fai in. He followed me behind. We went straight into the dining room.

"Lho, is there Fai?", asked Aziz. Fai approached his best friend and hugged.

"Minal aidzin yes bro. Sorry, all this time I often make the same mistake Lo!"

"Gue also apologized Fa!", Aziz returned the hug of his best friend.

"Yes, breakfast first!", I made ketupat opor for Aziz and Fai.

"Heum, it's still good to hear your opor Di?" praised Fai.

"Not to start Fa. No need to be nostalgic, pretentious to taste my wife's cooking. We just sorry!", said Aziz.

I responded to her words with a smile.

"Oh my goodness, Ziz, I'm just praising Dian's cooking. I'm honest how this is so good, why are you angry anyway? When I told you this wasn't good? That I was in the damprat with the queen. More afraid of me!", said Fai while bribing food into his mouth.

"Have eaten, don't debate."

The three of us ate. Diaz is still playing with her toys. Aziz asked why Fai was here, then he told me as Fai had told me before.

"Hem...Fai! Can I take care of Lo ga?"

"What the hell? Tell me, why?"

"Gue asked for help, Lo sent us to the hospital. I want control."

"Can. But take Lo's car, huh? I'm here on a motorbike!"

"Thank God, thank you!"

"Sama-sama! You are my brother!"

We talked again until the clock finally showed at eleven.

"We're leaving!", take Fai.

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This is how it used to be, right????

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