The Primadona Malam

More Like a Warehouse

"Come in, Ram!" take Halim to his nephew.

Niram nodded. He then followed Halim's steps into the rented house. For a moment, Niram circulated his gaze. His forehead frowned when he saw the state of his uncle's house.

Actually, Halim rented house is not too small, but not too big either. It's just that, the arrangement of items that are not neatly arranged, making the room in the house look more narrow.

"Sit, Son. Uncle to the back first," continued Halim.

Niram nodded back. Suddenly, a little boy about seven years old, approached Niram.

"Hi, Brother," said the boy.

Niram smile. Ah, this must be my cousin whom uncle told me yesterday, Inner Niram.

"Hi too" replied Niram.

"Oh yes, Brother. My name is Rayyan. Whose brother?"

"Sister's name, Niram. This brother is your brother" replied Niram.

"Horay...! Ray had an older brother .." Rayyan cheered, excited.

Meanwhile, in the room

"Is the room for Niram ready, Ma?" halim asked his wife.

"Hm." Only darkness came out of his wife Halim's lips.

Halim went back out of the room. He swung his steps to meet Niram again.

"Eh, there's Bang Ray!" halim said as soon as he saw his son sitting next to Niram. "Bang Ray has been acquainted with Brother Niram?" halim asked his son.

"Already, Pa," Rayyan replied.

"Hmm, good then," replied Halim.

"Rayyan is funny, Uncle. Adorable" said Niram.

"Hehehe, Brother could have. Brother is also beautiful," praised Rayyan.

Niram and Halim could only widen their eyes at the words of praise coming from a seven-year-old boy.

"Yes, let your brother rest, Bang!" halim's orders to his son. "Come, Ram. Uncle take you to your room. Sorry, the room is small, but Uncle is sure that you will live here," promised Halim.

Niram only smiled hearing the sentence after sentence spoken by his uncle. A moment later, Niram got out of the chair. He then set foot following Halim who had already walked first.

After passing through the kitchen, Niram and Halim arrived at the back room.

"Well, this is your room, Ram," said Halim as soon as they got in front of a room.

Halim pressed the doorknob. A split second later, he pushed the door wide enough to reveal the contents of the room his nephew was going to occupy.

Halim's two eyes were perfectly rounded looking at the scene before him. Instantly, Halim's face reddened with anger.

"Ish, what the hell is this? Why is the room so messy?" murmured Halim who was still heard by Niram.

Without saying anything to his nephew. Halim swung her wide stride past the kitchen again. He wanted to run to see his wife.

Brak!

Halim opened the room door very roughly. Making the wife who is reading a book, aghast and confused to see her husband.

"Ish, what the hell, Pa?" grumbling Imas looks annoyed.

"You're the shit? Why haven't you cleaned up the back room, huh?" ask Halim in a high enough tone.

Niram who heard his uncle's tone that high, immediately shuddered in horror.

Huft, it's nothing yet, but I've had to witness the commotion between uncle and bibin. And chances are. .. all of that happened because of my being, the inner Niram.

"Didn't you see how I'm doing right now, Bang?" tanya Imas started defending herself. "My stomach is growing, and I find it difficult to move. Don't you realize that, huh?!" answer Imas, ketus.

"Astaghfirullah, Mas .. why don't you call a handyman to help you" said Halim.

Imas deliberately raised his voice so that it could be heard by Niram.

"Enough, Imas!" snapped Halim, "Enough!" he continued, raising his hand.

Outside the room. Rayyan stood in front of her parents' bedroom door. The father's screams frightened Rayyan. His body seemed to tremble when he heard a simple scream from inside the room.

Niram who had come first when he heard the cry of the understand, finally approached his little cousin. He felt sorry to see the look on Rayyan's face that had turned deathly pale.

"Come on Ray, you're coming with Brother!" take Niram, hold his cousin's sister to the front room.

Like a buffalo whipped his nose, Rayyan said. He walked after Niram who was wiping him

"Sit down here!" niram's Order. "Sister to the kitchen first to take a drink for you," permission Niram as he left in front of Rayyan.

After drinking water, Niram passed his uncle. For a moment, they looked at me. Niram was so pitying to see the state of Halim who seemed so depressed.

"Where's Rayyan, Ram?" tanya Halim broke the silence.

"He's in the living room, Uncle. Apparently, he was surprised. That's why Niram took him away from Uncle's room" Niram said.

Halim could only take a deep breath hearing his nephews reply.

"What's that for Rayyan?" halim asked, pointing at the glass that Niram was carrying.

"Yes, Uncle," replied Halim.

"Let uncle bring it for him. Now, you go to that room. Later, we'll sort it out with the old stuff that's in there."

.

.

Meanwhile, in a village.

"Come in, Dad! The air is cold enough. Not good for your health" orders Halimah who sees her husband still faithfully sitting on the porch of the house.

"Yes, Mom. In a moment" replied Hanafi.

Halima approached her husband. "When do you want to look at that gate?" tanyakanya. "Well by looking at him, Niram won't come back" Halimah added.

Hanafi smiled faintly as he said, "Yes, Mom. I know."

"Then let's go in! Magrib soon," said Halimah.

Hanafi. He grabbed his third leg which he used to help him support his body while walking.

Arrive at home. Hanafi sat down on the chair to let go of the tiredness of walking. For a moment, he caught his breath.

"There hasn't been a day Niram left, but the house is already very quiet" Hanafi muttered, who could still be heard by his wife.

"Easy, Dad. We just pray that Niram is healthy and at home working there" said Halimah.

"Yes, Mom," concluded Hanafi.

Soon enough, I saw the azan magrib sounding.

.

.

Niram went back to his room. He really feels tired. However, he could not break his body. Too many unused items were scattered in the room. For a moment, he stared at the scene in his room.

Hmm, this mah is not the room of his name, but it already looks like a warehouse alone, Inner Niram, grumbling annoyed.

For a moment, Niram glanced at his watch. Soon enter the time of Azan magrib. Niram began to clean up some of the items scattered in the middle of the room. For a while, he kept the items in a corner of the room.

"Hmm, that seems like enough for today. Most importantly, I have a place to pray and fall first. The rest, let me just finish tomorrow," muttered Daniar.

Azan magrib began to sound. Niram hurriedly went to the bathroom to pick up ablution. However, just as he was about to open the door leaf, someone shouted to prevent his actions.

"Hey, wait!