The Handsome Ice Mountain
07
**Adryan's House
In the family room that is so luxurious, looks the same Mama papah Adryan who is busy watching their favorite Korean series, while accompanied by snacks.
“Oh yes papa forgot to rebaliin motor Syam mah” said om Hendra while patting jidat.
“Ya just mess with Ryan pah. Who knows who has a crush on Samaaa. What's the reward of his name?” rini answered while thinking.
“Syams. His name is Syam mah" replied Hendra.
“Oh yes” aunt Rini
"You're fine” added om Hendra responded to his wife.
“Yes aja pah, he became our ghost” said aunt Rini.
"Haha". They laugh at the same time.
Unlike the two parents who were relaxing in the family room, Ryan was very busy wrestling with the final task in the man's room of pride.
“Yan”. Call mahendra
“Iya pah”. What's up?" ryan answered in his room.
“You busy?” about Hendra
“Iya pah's. Again nih pah” Ryan
“Oh yes uda deh. Continue with aja” by Hendra
“Emang why pah?” Ryan.
“No, no. Aja” by Hendra.
“Ok deh pah”.
Because he got an answer that did not match the expectations of Ryan, finally papah Ryan decided to look for mang dio to help him restore the Syam motorbike.
“Mang. You please anterin motor at this address yah” om Hendra command.
“Any tuan” replied mang dio enthusiastically.
“Emang motor who is the master?” continued mang Dio.
“That's the motor girl who helped me earlier” om Hendra
“Long story mang, do not hunt if I tell. Mending you deliver the motor now, afraid of kemalaman” om Hendra.
“Any tuan” replied mang Dio with a distinctive hand in respect of the employer.
****
In my minimalist apartment, I was relaxing while enjoying the murotal chants of Al-Kahf from my mini speaker which is the chant of one of my favorite hafiz, well he is a hafiz who really likes maqom nahawan. Honestly, I really like the sound of this hafiz, especially when he chants verses of the Quran with maqom nahawan, it feels like being carried away in his sad atmosphere. Like a slap, when he uttered the verses about the torment of hell with his flagship nahawan maqom.
Drrt.drt.drt
My phone's beeping. “New number. who is it?. Just lift it up. How to know important” my germs while watching my phone screen.
“Assalama. Hello" replied.
“With whom?” back I asked.
“It's about Syam, the minjam of your motor was”, om Hendra explained.
“Oh yes om. Syam tau” how about om?" my speech.
“Now anyone wants to anterin your motor. And thanks for the help. You are very good Syam”. Added.
“Iya. You welcome. That's normal, anyway. If it was someone else, would have done it also kok”, I replied humbled.
“Iya yes. You're down again" timpal om Hendra.
" Oh yes Syam, the wife of om tidip nih. if possible he said he wanted to meet you, Syam" said om Hendra.
"Oh yes om. greetings with aunt" I replied politely.
"Can't you, if you meet Syam's wife sometime, because she's very curious about Syam?" pinta om Hendra's.
"Oh, of course, om. Syam will be happy too. Syam sure aunty is a good person just like om" I said back.
"Alright Sham, thank you for understanding your wife"
“Ya. It's already night. Sorry yes, om disrupt the time istrahat Syam". obviously om Hendra felt bad.
“Oh no problem om" I replied.
"Assalamualaikum" about hendra.
"Walikumussalam” my connection terminates our phone connection.
After the phone connection was cut off. I remember Hendra. I think he's a friendly man. He seems to be very loving to his family as well.
