The Preferred Priest Candidate

Reflecting on Nana's Attitude

Until home, Zen chose to lay his body in the mattress.

Zen had thought of staying in the hospital even though Nana did not want his presence, when he finished praying Isya' at the hospital mosque before returning home. But he thought again, what if the choice would only make Nana disturbed and could not rest comfortably. That is also what He told Hafid as the reason why he chose to go home tonight, when passing by the parking lot.

Unable to be hidden anymore, Nana's strict attitude towards him was still snickering in the head. Why did Nana suddenly change her attitude? Have I made a mistake? Or am I too confident, because Mbak Nana has been giving me a good response all this time?

Questions with big question marks sprung up, none of which Zen was able to answer. A beginner in love affairs and also a woman.

" Duh gusti. Give me your lead." Groping the forehead to squeeze the hair that already feels long with his left hand.

Zen felt tired on his body as well as his mind. He tried to close his eyes even though drowsiness had not yet come. But all he wanted now was sleep. Maybe by falling asleep for a while, can make the body and mind become relaxed again.

Kruukk... Krruuukis... Not the sound of a cock crowing. But the sound of his own stomach woke Zen when the sky was still dark.

" What time is this?" Holding a stomach that voiced his suffering. Between bloating or starvation, he missed dinner.

With eyes that are still riyip-riyip, he noticed a round-shaped object attached to the walls of his room. The clinking thing filled the room of Zen.

The cold was felt as Zen walked out of the room into the kitchen. He chose to make instant noodles with warm sauce to pamper his tongue and stomach.

" Hot... hot... " His hands were splashed with hot water when he put instant noodles into the pot, which he used for cooking.

After spending a bowl of instant noodles with warm sauce, the taste of the archipelago. His mind remembered Nana. Since meeting Nana, Zen's mind has been filled with Nana's name.

Leaving the kitchen a little messy because of her actions. Zen decided to take ablution water, perform sunnah prayers. At least to stop himself from committing constant adultery against Nana.

Entering the room, Zen saw a large plastic package on his dressing table. Which he did not realize when he entered the room last night. But He ignored the package and immediately fulfilled what He had intended.

Oh Allah... Yeah Robb... You know what I do not know. If mbak Nana is the soul mate you have written, then set this heart and use the heart of mbak Nana to accept me as his destiny. So that we can get together to get Your ridho Robb. A piece of do'a Zen quarter tonight.

Finished with his wish. Although not curious, but still Zen approached the package. When he touched the plastic, the writing from the box inside was clearly marked with a slightly transparent white plastic. Showing a brand that is quite foreign to him.

Zen dropped himself in bed. He wants to see the photo of the prospective recipient of the package in his phone.

There's message. Staring at the mobile phone screen.

" Because you're staying home, Nana's so frenzied, Zen. Hafid nyampe kuahalan because it became his impingement. What are you doing to him? " Tucked emoticons laugh in that message. Indicates that the message from the Word is not a message of accountability for what happened to his sister.

" Hehe." The Word is - there is !

I don't know. The message that was impressed made up by the Word actually gave a little relief in Zen's heart, about whatever it was related to his future with Nana.