
Adhan has stopped. Father and mother had gone to the mosque near the house for congregational prayers. While Nana went to the bathroom to purify herself from small hadas, before performing maghrib prayers at home.
Chequek. The sound of the main door, open.
" Assalamu'alaikum. "
Mamma! Nana recognized the voice of her guest.
Nana who just came out of the bathroom became glagapan and re-entered the bathroom.
Well, how is this? How Mamam came to be so cool! Where the same father Mother has not returned from the mosque again. Panicking, not wanting if the plan will fail.
Nana accidentally did not tell him that she was at home, because it was included in the surprise plan that she prepared for Zen. Nana has also collaborated with her mother's father to carry out this plan.
When contacting Zen this afternoon, Nana explained to him, if he could just go home during the Idhul adha holiday later. And because he was worried about the situation of his parents who some days his phone can not be contacted. So he was forced to ask Zen for help to go to his parents' house and check on them.
" Assalamu'alaikum. " Zen repeated his greeting that had not yet received an answer.
Greetings wa'alaikum, dear Mamam-ku...
Huh, gales!
Just try if you no longer know Mamam, surely Mumum has run into Mamam's embrace from earlier! Nana felt furious on her own in there.
Nana opens the bathroom door, then walks to see the condition.
Does my mom not exist?
He who made plans, he who was itching wanted to quickly meet with Zen.
Nana uses this opportunity to immediately run to her room in front of the TV room, where father and mother will invite Zen to chat.
Before Nana touched the handle of the room door, the main door was already open a little. Nana's heart was like it was going to be dislodged, through the tension that she experienced. Because the dividing curtain between the vestibule and the middle chamber is exposed, allowing the person who opened the door to see himself.
" Huh..." Breathing out through the mouth.
Nana held onto her chest, "It was Mom who came in! Means I'm still safe. "
Nana left the door of her room slightly open, in order to make it easier for her to monitor the situation and look for the right momentum for her to come out and startle Zen. In the meantime, he carries out his duties first in the room. Maghrib prayer.
***
Entering the house, Zen walked behind the mother. Her steps came to a halt as her eyes captured the image of Nana with her four sisters in a large frame displayed in the living room.
Want you, Mum! Her heart was sliced, as she could only see Nana's smile in the picture.
" Come in here, Nang Zen. "
As planned, the mother asked Zen to enter the living room or TV room. Nana hid herself in the room.
" Bude is healthy, right? " Tanya Zen while sitting leaning against the wall of Nana's room.
" Thank God be healthy, Nang. Are you also healthy mom? " The mother who came from the kitchen brought a cup of coffee.
" Thank you all healthy. Bude don't bother. "
" What a repot. You rarely play here. "
Zen smiled. Either because of being insinuated or feel funny with the sentence you just said mother.
I even smell my Mumum perfume. Inner Zen.
Notya smelled the aroma of coffee in front of him, even the fragrance of Nana perfume that was out of nowhere. Perhaps it was the feeling of longing that made his nose become troubled. That is what Zen thought.
" Last afternoon Ms. Nana called, she said Bude's number could not be reached. That's why Ms. Nana told me to come here to see how Pakde is with Bude." Zen never thought that he was being bullied by Nana.
" Assalamu'alaikum. " The voice of the father entering the house through the back door.
" There's a Zen Reminiscence! "
" Sound, Pakde. " Zen greeted the father who walked up to him.
When I turned to put the prayer mat in his room, my eyes caught Nana peering from the door. He could only laugh without a sound and pass.
" Yes, Nang. Bude didn't come back for a second. "
" Sound, Bude. "
Zen was alone there, because mother had followed father to the back.
Try to have Mumum here. Sipping coffee provided by the mother, to divert a few minutes of her mind from Nana.
" Bhaaaaaakkk! " Nana shouted as she came out of hiding.
" Uhuk... Uhuk... " Because of shock, Zen became choked and the sheath had to spill hot coffee water.
" Your mummy? "
Instead of feeling upset, Zen's eyes seemed to sparkle to see who was in front of him. His smile also expands instantly. It can not be stopped anymore, how much happiness is currently felt by Zen.
" Hiss, really jail it's Mumumum-ku nie!" Zen pulled the hand of Nana who was still standing while laughing beside him.
" aaa. " Nana fell on Zen's lap because she was not in a sprightly position.
" Bad mamma! " Remove his position.
Zen was still holding onto Nana's hand, while occasionally glancing at the back door, worried that father and mother would suddenly appear from there.
" Mumum is naughty, mamam! By the way, it's still two weeks away, it turns out it's again at home. " Zen bit Nana's finger in the grip, because it was so anxious.
" Aawww! "
" It hurts, Mum? " I feel guilty for what he did.
" No! This is nothing compared to my pain when nahan misses you, Mam! " Willfully winked her pretty eyes to tease the prospective priest whose faith was already a little shaky.
Zen covered his mouth with an arm. Feeling all the shame veins in his body grow because he heard the words accompanied by the actions of Nana just now.
" Happy birthday, my mom. " Nana said softly near Zen's ear.
" Anniversary? "
" It's Mamma's birthday today! That's why Mumum came home. " Nana explained, because she knew Zen couldn't possibly notice the problem.
" huh? What is it, Mum? "
Nana smiled, "Yes, Mom. Today, Mamam is thirty-one years old! "
" Your mother is very old, Mum?" Zen looked overwhelmed. " I don't think at this age, Mamam can feel the attention of such a special woman like this Mumumum. Thanks, Mum..."
So happy, Zen to shed tears, this is like a dream, O God...
" Mamam don't cry! The older the age of Mamam later, the greater will be the love and attention of Mumumum for Mamam. " Nana rubbed a tear that was still attached to both ends of Zen's eyes.
" Mommy doesn't cry, Mum. Mamam is just grateful for the happiness that Mamam is feeling. Who knows, God will increase the happiness of Mamam, by speeding up time. "
" Speed up time? "
" yes. Time to make Mumumum Mamam's wife. "
Quickly, Nana shifted the topic of the ongoing conversation.