The Faithful Heart

Dream Mantu

" The....!!!!" the sound of an alarm clock on the nightstand disturbed the dreams of a pair of sleeping human children.

Hana forcefully opened her eyes that still felt heavy, her hand reached for the clock on the nightstand next to her and turned it off. He tried to get up immediately but his movements stopped when he realized there was a pair of hands still coiled around his waist.

God, I thought last night just a dream turned out to be true.

Slowly Hana tried to take off the hand of God on her waist.

" Yank, in a minute. Leave it like this first." said the god with a voice rather hoarse typical of people waking up.

" It's morning come hunt wake up, later if it's found out father and mother you sleep here how?" instead of taking off, the God tightened the winding of his hand.

" God... let's get up..!" hana urged.

" to. tok... Hana quickly wake up praying first...!" hana's mother's screams made Hana forcibly take off the hand of God.

" Yes Ma'am, Hana is awake." cried Hana no less loud than her mother.

The sound of Hana's mother's footsteps left the room.

" God let's get up..! Get out of this room." Hana pulls the hand of God trying to wake her up.

" I'm still sleepy, in a minute..." The gods are still reluctant to open their eyes.

" Buruan, it's 04:30." Hana sat down forcibly for the body of the God.

" Wake up..! Quickly move to your room." Hannah opened her room window. The cold morning air gushed into Hana's room.

" Yes, I came out of your room. But morning kiss first." The god approached Hana who was standing by the window.

" What the hell?" hana's face blushed in embarrassment.

" Smatch, or I don't want to get out of here. Let your parents know we slept together last night." The god grinned triumphantly.

" ckkk, you...... Yes, I did it this time."

" Cup." Hana peeked briefly at the cheek of God. His face was red withstanding shame.

" How come it's just a quick glance? Not feeling, repeat again." The god thrust his face towards Hana.

" What's? Don't feel it?" Hana looked furious.

" This just feels." Hana pulled the hand of God and pushed the body of God out of the window.

"Kum....!" the sound of the fallen body of the God.

" Aouw,,, yank can I be so ripe I'm thrown out?" The Lord held his painful butt.

" Bodho is great."

" Brakkk...!" Hana closed the window of her room.

The god immediately ran towards the guest room while smilingly holding onto his cheek that had just been let down by Hana.

He slowly entered the room through the window he had left open last night.

" Tok tok, son of a God." call Hana's mother knocking on the door of the room of the God.

" Oh yeah Tan, hoaaammmm." The god opened the door and acted as if he had just woken up.

" Are you awake? Auntie Kira's still sleeping. This is Auntie bringing a change of clothes for prayer. I think it's fitting for you." Hana's mother handed over a scabbard and a cocoa shirt to the gods.

" Thank you Auntie."

" When you're done praying and showering soon, we'll have breakfast together."

" Yes Aunt" said the Lord politely.

After the prayer Hana rushed to the kitchen to help her mother prepare breakfast.

Hana's mother seemed busy processing some menus.

" What cooking is Mom? Busy really?"

" Don't ask too many questions, quickly help me to finish quickly." Hana's mother offered the carp, catfish, and chicken to be cleaned immediately.

" Mommy does not know what God's favorite food, so the mother just cook the ingredients. Moreover, the gods have long not eaten Indonesian cuisine. Don't talk too much about finishing it later in the afternoon." Hana's mother continued to concoct seasonings for her cooking.

" Ckk, well dear Mother Dina. I wonder about my mother, why I do not want to use ART services. I don't have to be tired and bother like this." Hana started cleaning the fish and chicken under the water sink.

" Mommy doesn't need it yet, mom's energy is still strong. Mothers are not busy. Bakery also has no need for mother power, since you who manage mothers only occasionally visit when they miss the same situation of the store. So taking care of the household has become the responsibility of the mother. Can take care of and care for the family with his own hands there is happiness and satisfaction of its own. Later when you are married you must remember well that taking care of the house and family is the answer wife is not ART. ART is just to help ease the duties of a wife." explains the mother at length.

" Ready commander."

" You are told always like that." - Mumbled Hana's mother.

" Oh yeah Evi how are you 3 days without calling mom? He's not weird, is he in Jakarta?"

" Mom take it easy Evi is fine. He can take care of himself there too. His schedule is busy, in addition to college he is busy managing his photo studio. Bu's name is also a photographer, we just pray that Evi is always healthy and protected by God."

" Amiinn. I will never forget to pray for my children."

" Is it clean?"

" He he hasn't, but this is the chicken already." Hana handed the chicken to her mother.

Hana's mother added lime, salt, pepper and oyster sauce to the chicken and then closed it tightly. He continued to make tomato sauce and pete.

" Quickly the fish is cleaned, so that it can be cooked immediately."

" Yes, this is also cleaned up. Do you want to cook anything? Lots of stuff.."

" Buttered chicken, catfish fly fried krispi, grilled gurame, tomato sauce and pete, continue the complement negligently." replied the mother flat.

" As much as who wants to eat? How long is enough to cook all of that? I have to teach in the first hour, there's a repeat schedule." Hannah complained.

" Yes already clean up the fish you just take a shower, let's hurry up the hunt finish."

" Yes, this is also cleaned again."

" Aunty Morning." said God nyelonong into the kitchen.

" Eh, my God, where are you here? Aunt has not finished cooking. Wait on the porch and have a coffee?."

"Not bother Auntie, the fish let me clean. Hana let's be ready to go to school so it's not too late."

Hana turned her head towards the God, her eyes twinkling at the appearance of her lover. The god looks very fresh and handsome wearing a short-sleeved cocoa shirt combined with a sarong.

The god took over the fish in Hana's hands.

" No need to be dumb, I know that I look better in this outfit." whispered the God near Hana's ear.

Damn, does it look so bad that I am so impressed by the appearance of a God. Eyes oh eyes can not be invited to compromise, just shy. In part why God can be handsome really wear that outfit. The feeling of dad every day wearing clothes like that looks ordinary.

"Ge-er, what's handsome? Like a circumcision person yes." ledek Hana tried to cover up her feelings.

" Wash the fish clean, remember how? I'm gonna take a shower." Go on Hana slowly while cleaning her hands.

" Should it be washed?" god Goda shriveled while smiling grimly. Hana passed while rolling her eyeballs.

" I'm sorry, God's son is even ngrepotin."

" No matter what Auntie, I'm glad I could help you cook. Itung itung make practice later if you are married so you can help the wife cook." replied the god politely.

" Mum this is the lettuce and cucumber." Hana's father handed him a basket filled with vegetables from the backyard.

" Oh yeah Well, thank you. Do you want coffee or tea?"

" No, I just drink water to be healthy. I just need to take a shower first, want to be ready to go to work. God, thank you for helping Auntie cook."

" Yes the same as you."

Being in the middle of this family is very happy. It has not changed, it is full of warmth. May Hana and I be able to build a family like this, harmonious, full of affection and warmth.

Dewa and Hana's mother are busy struggling in the kitchen finishing the menu for breakfast.

" Thank you, my God, you are a dream ghost. Fine, polite, well-established, and most importantly handsome." praise Hana's mother.

" He he, thank you Auntie." The god smiled awkwardly.