The Mystery of the White House

26.🪱

Vendra immediately returned to the room. He saw a neat little girl with a hijab as a complement to her clothes.

" Any good thing there's a symbol. Otherwise, I don't know what to give him!" vendra murmur.

Somehow his eyes that had begun to sleepy, now like awake ready twenty-four hours to keep Aisyah. Vendra looked on with his little girl

" How old are you? You have borne a heavy burden. It doesn't even have a little treasure!!" muttered Vendra by looking at Aisyah's face.

" My problem is not the same as her. The same may be because we are equally excluded from our lives. The people around us no longer care. But what is different is that he never leaves his Lord when he falls to the most basic. While me? Ah. I don't know. Why do I always feel this heart ache when I remember God" Vendra's mind grumbled.

Vendra kept watch until the dawn showed its light. He went downstairs letting Aisyah fall asleep. Aisyah who was excited to see the clock on the wall of the room was already at half-six. He was too late to bow down to his Lord.

Aisyah immediately got up to the bathroom and picked up the wudhlu quickly. And soon he carried out his duty as a Muslim.

In his prayer he asks only for protection, salvation, forgiveness for all sins - sins he committed. Whether intentionally or not. Do not forget after praying he always mengunajat with various prayers for the people he loves. Either the dead or the healthy.

Aisha always prays for the best of the best. When he finished praying, someone knocked on his door. He was shocked.

Open the door with anxiety. Slowly open the door. It looks Mbok Saroh who brought clothes for Aisyah to wear.

Without speaking anything, Mbok Saroh gave the shirt. Aisyah felt strange with Mbok Saroh's attitude. Because usually Mbok Saroh always ask him anything.

" Why are those fake faces pale? Is he sick? Is it because of lack of rest because of me huh? And, just now when he came into contact with her, it felt cold. Does the wind come in? Ah.. Never mind, I have to straighten up this room and get down to help the symbock. Pity also if the symbok complete all his own work" inner Aisyah.

A man was confused in front of the stove. He went back and forth touching the stove. Doubt is on his face. Aisyah who had come down and witnessed this became eager to laugh.

" Mister why is it weird? Can't he light the stove? Or is he confused as to what he'll cook?" mumbled Aisha in her heart.

" Ahemmm.." Dehem Ayesha.

Vendra was shocked by Deheman's voice. Suddenly, there was someone already shaking. There were no footsteps approaching.

" Can I help you, sir?" ask Aisyah later.

" Ah. yea. I want to drink hot tea like a rut. But I can't cook" he said honestly.

" Oohh. okay. Sir wait at the table. I will prepare it" Aisyah replied with a genuine smile.

" Alahhhh maaakkk . Makes me melt" inwardly Vendra.

Deftly Aisyah lit the stove. And immediately pour tea with a little chamomile to make the body become more relaxed.

After that Aisyah immediately made a splashed egg, and some sheets of lettuce, tomatoes and there is meat. Aisyah immediately shreds and softens the meat to be made flat meat and cooked.

He then slightly put butter on the surface of the bread and baked it. He makes his own sandwich.

Deftly Aisyah immediately brought a sandwich and chamomile tea in front of her master.

" I'm sorry, sir, long wait. Please sir" Aisyah put down the sandwich and the tea.

From the aroma of tea has made Vendra memejamlan eyes. Like enjoying the fragrant chamomile that is brewed with warm tea.

" Sit down, accompany me!!" cold Pinta Vendra.

" See you, I'll clean the kitchen. If not, the ants will immediately dirty it. Just briefly. It won't be long" Aisyah's pinta.

" all right. Hurry on!!" vendra ketus.

" Loh. it was Mbok Saroh" said Vendra who was heard by Mbok Saroh.

" Why Den?" mbok Saroh asked.

" Mbok from anywhere? The table is empty. I'm also spooky" said Vendra.

" I'm sorry Den. Simbok was finished subuhan overslept. Just now wake up Den. Nyuwun ngapura (Sorry) Den" he said sincerely.

" Haha???" Vendra.

" Sw... How is it possible??" ask Vendra wonder.

" How is it possible to den?" ask Simbok curious.

Aisyah who heard the talk then approached.

" Mbok... Really Simbok just got here?" ask Aisyah curiously.

" Yes, yes ayu. Simbok loh. Ehh that's Dad. If you don't believe you can ask the Father" said Mbok Saroh who saw her husband.

" Sir.is that right?" vendra's asking intimidates.

" What is Den?" ask the Father back.

" Simbok just got here? Was I asleep after the subuhan?" ask Vendra firmly.

" Yes, as the symbol Den says. What's up with Den?" ask the curious.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Aisyah.

All eyes looked towards Aisha. Aisyah just realized that she was going through.

" Sir... is it... is it the same?" asked Aisyah to vent.

" What did you experience after I wasn't in the room?" ask Vendra curiously.

" Mister. earlier after I prayed dawn. Standby knocking on the door. Give me this shirt and hijab. The one I wear" he said in stammering.

" A.." said Vendra.

" And.." continued Aisyah.

" And what's Aish??" ask Vendra curiously.

" I don't think it's a symbol. The standpoint looks strange sir. His face was pale and did not speak. I just talked with a smile. Without an answer" Aisyah explained.

" When you want to give this shirt, the symbol tag is very cold. I'm afraid of the symbols why - napa. Or the wind" said Aisyah.

" Last night, you had Aish's fever. And the clothes you're wearing are wet. I'll replace him at midnight last night. But I'm confused, if I take your clothes off. I'm afraid to disturb the symbology if I ask her to take your clothes off" Vendra said.

" When I dare to open your hijab. Suddenly the sound of the door being knocked. And look at the symb. Simbok then came in and replaced your clothes and he also brought complete clothes and hijab. I haven't told you" Vendra said.

" Mbok." said the Father.

" Yes, he must be sir. Wes. ndak not to think about. Sik important now Aden same cah ayu ndak why - why to? Aden was also saved from the so-called zina of the eye. Cah ayu also ndak ndak perdangan. Continuously ayu also wear the right clothes " explained Mbok Saroh.