The Love Story of Haifa

18. VVIP Guest Arrival.

Haifa walked towards her house. Haifa had just returned from Bi Ros's house to replace the Bi Ros money that had been used to cook for Vishnu. Suddenly a motorbike stopped across the road and the driver called his name.

“Haifa!”

Haifa turned to look at the driver of the motorbike. The driver smiled at Haifa.

“Eh...Aa Shayful,” says Haifa.

“When to come?” ask Syaiful.

“So afternoon, A,” Haifa replied but Haifa's voice was not heard by Syaiful.

“Haifa here dong! Do not go far, Aa is not to be heard,” said Syaiful.

Haifa looked to the right and left to cross. After being felt safe Haifa immediately crossed over to Syaiful. Syaiful opened his helmet to see Haifa clearly.

“When to come?” ask Syaiful again.

“So afternoon, a,” replied Haifa.

“Home alone? Why not tell Aa, let Aa pick up to Jakarta,” Syaiful said.

“Home time. After all the sudden return home due to low blood mamah relapsed,” Haifa replied.

“Award whom?” asked Syaiful while frowning.

“Award Mas Vishnu,” replied Haifa.

“From Jakarta to Sumedang you two are alone?” asked Syaiful suspiciously.

“Neither, really. Threesome with Pak Tono driver Mas Vishnu,” Haifa replied.

“Oh.”

“Already, yes A. Already want magrib,” said Haifa.

“Eh..tunngu first! We walk sometime, yeah?” syaiful.

Haifa shut up for a moment. Haifa looked for a way to reject Syaiful's invitation in a subtle way.

“Sorry A, Haifa can't. Haifa should take care of Mamah,” Haifa said.

“We go when Dodi and your Father come home,” Syaiful said.

“Can't, A. Haifa must not go night-night,” Haifa replied.

“Or we go Saturday. Coincidentally Saturday tomorrow Aa is off, so we can go watch,” Syaiful said.

Haifa sighed.

“See later, yes A. Haifa can't promise,” Haifa replied.

“OK, later Aa contact Haifa again,” Syaiful said.

“Aa home, yes. Assalamualaikum,” Syaiful.

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Syaiful rode his motorcycle and left Haifa. Haifa headed straight to her house.

****

Haifa folded her face after she finished praying, glancing at her phone lying on the table. No message notifications have been sent in yet.

“Why Mas Vishnu has not told you, yes?” haifa asked herself.

Haifa was worried that there had been no news from Vishnu. He was afraid something might happen to Vishnu.

“Astagfirullahaladzim,” Haifa said as she rubbed her face.

“Hopefully nothing happens,” Haifa said.

Haifa continued to fold her face and then kept it on the table. Suddenly a voice came in from his phone. Haifa quickly picked up her phone lying on the table. On the screen of the mobile phone it says Mas Vishnu.

“Alhamdullilah finally called too,” Haifa said to herself.

Haifa answered Vishnu's call.

“Assalamualaikum,” says Haifa.

“Waalaikumsalam,” says Vishnu.

“What's first?” ask Vishnu.

“Newly finished praying,” Haifa replied.

“Have eaten yet?” ask Vishnu.

“Not new to eat,” Haifa replied.

“Mas, where now?” ask Haifa.

“Have arrived home. This just finished praying isya,” replied Vishnu.

“Until home what time?” ask Haifa.

“Pas adzan magrib,” replied Vishnu.

“Thank God if it has arrived,” Haifa said.

“Now you eat. I also want to eat already hungry,” said Vishnu.

“All of you told Bi Ros boiled beans and ketimusnya delicious. It has been eaten together with Mr. Tono,” said Vishnu.

“You ate, yes. Assalamualaikum,” said Vishnu ended his talk.

“Waalaikumsalam,” says Haifa.

Haifa kept her cell phone on the table and then came out of her room for dinner

*****

The day goes by now it is not Saturday. Mother Euis' health has begun to improve. Haifa plans to return to Jakarta. Last night Bi Nani called Euis's mother to ask about Euis's condition. Haifa told Bi Nani that she wanted to return to Jakarta because her mother's health had improved. But Bi Nani forbade Haifa from going alone, told to wait until picked up. Haifa did not want to trouble Bi Nani and Vishnu, she could set out on her own. He will find out the bus and travel to Jakarta.

As usual from the morning Haifa was busy struggling in the kitchen. Washing clothes and cooking. Usually when it's Saturday his father works only half a day and Dodi has his school off, so Haifa cooks a bit for his family.

As Haifa was washing the vegetables came the sound of Dodi calling her Mom loudly.

“Mamah, there's Mang Diman,” shouted Dodi.

Haifa stopped her work.

Mang Dyman's? How come here? Last night Bi Nani did not say that Mang Diman was going to Sumendang, Haifa said in his heart.

Wrong look at Dodi's times. Every time a car stops in front of the house, it must be said Mang Diman came, Haifa said in his heart.

Haifa turned off the stove and the water faucet in the sink of the dishwasher, then Haifa went to the living room to see if it was true that Mang Diman had come. When he reached the living room, Haifa saw Dodi dumbstruck at the door with a look in the street.

“Dodi you see what?” haifa asked while looking out through the glass window.

Haifa was instantly shocked. Haifa saw Mang Diman standing next to the door of the Broto family's MPV Premium car and saw Mr. Broto about to get out of the car. With lightning fast Haifa went inside her room to put on an instant hijab and almost hit her Mom.

“Haifa, why are you? Like the man who ran away scared,” scolded Mother Euis.

“There is Mr. Broto outside,” Haifa replied and went straight inside his room.

Hearing Haifa's words, Mother Euis also went straight into her room to wear an instant hijab.

“Mamah…..Teteh...ada guest tuh,” call Dodi.

Haifa immediately came out of her room and welcomed the arrival of the Broto family. When Haifa stood in front of Haifa's door saw Deswita's mother standing next to Broto, to the left of Deswita's mother, Vishnu was smiling sweetly at her.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Mr. Broto when entering the home page of Haifa.

“Waalaikumsalam,” says Haifa.

Haifa approached Mr. Broto and kissed Mr. Broto and Ms. Deswita's hands and greeted Vishnu.

“How is your mother?” ask Mr. Broto.

“Alhamdullilah is healthy, Sir,” Haifa replied.

“Sgratitude.”

Dody also kissed the hands of Mr. Broto and Ms. Deswita and kissed Vishnu's hand.

“This who?” ask Mr. Broto.

“This is my sister Dodi,” Haifa replied.

“Dodi what class?” ask Mr. Broto.

“Class nine,” Dodi replied.

Mr. Broto immediately frowned.

“What is ninth grade?” ask Mr. Broto.

“Means Dodi third grade SMP. If now it is called ninth grade,” replied Vishnu.

“Oh third class SMP. When you are finished, which High School? SMA favorite?” ask Mr. Broto.

“You entered SMK, Sir,” replied Dodi.

“Why enter SMK? Not SMA?” ask Mr. Broto.

“Let's fast work. Because it has no cost to go to college,” replied Dodi.

“You enter SMA or SMK still have to go to college! Later you ask the same Mas Vishnu for your school fees,” said Mr. Broto while pointing to Vishnu who was standing behind Mr. Broto.

Dodi immediately heard the words of Mr. Broto. Dodi immediately turned to Haifa as if asking for an explanation, but Haifa pretended not to know.

“Please enter, Sir,” Haifa said politely.

Mr. Broto went inside the house.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Mr. Broto when he entered the house.

“Waalaikumsalam,” reply to Mother Euis who immediately greeted Mr. Broto, Ms. Deswita and Vishnu.

“Please sit down, Sir, Ma, Den Vishnu,” said Ms. Euis.

Mr. Broto, Ms. Deswita and Vishnu were sitting on a chair in the living room of Haifa's house.

Dodi and Haifa kissed Bi Nani's hand that went inside the house. Bi Nani quickly pulls Dodi out of the house. Haifa went inside to make drinks for Broto and his family.

“You call Father! Tell Dad to come home now! Say there are guests from Jakarta who want to meet Mr.” said Bi Nani.

“Iya, Bi,” Dodi replied.

“All you to Bi Ros's house to pick up the cake!” said Bi Nani.

“Iya, Bi.” Dodi went out to Bi Ros's house and called his father.