The Sky for Ara

Later Become Gemesin

The white curtains were blown by the wind as the windows were still open as the night was getting late, a middle-aged woman was sitting on a prayer mat with a digital bag of tea in her hand. His lips have been mumbling since thirty minutes ago.

Seen before him a man who still looks dashing despite age is no longer young to do the same even without using prayer beads. Only the finger segment is used as a counter dzikirnya.

Believing he was done with a thousand thoughts, the man turned to his wife. "Dek, talk for a while, dear," clearly sounded a tone of persuasion and seduction because the man pinned the word Dek on his sentence.

They are Akash and Bumi, two couples who had lost hope of being together. Earth is sulking, not wanting Ara, the child she nursed from a red baby back to her biological mother.

"Dek. just for a moment," is still in the mode of persuading Akash to speak.

"Speak, Father, Mother listen," said the woman who still looks beautiful even though she is no longer a teenager.

"You know what's the reason Ara wants to live with her mother?" questions that directly pierced the Earth's heart.

The woman sighed, her eyes were full of evidence that from noon she could not stop crying.

"She wants Vanya to enter Muslim, you know why?" Akash spoke again because he did not find his favorite wife replied.

"I'm so hard away from Ara, imagining her getting married soon I'm always claustrophobic. This time he said he wanted to leave the house?" The earth began to stir up, "My beloved mother even more willing three children whiz who sometimes just make the dizzy that went away than Salasika Arabella, the son of the holy Mother," he continued with teary eyes.

"Wow, if your hero hears this could be dangerous. Especially if the artist knows. Chaotic martial world," funny Akash was rewarded a punch in the arm by the Earth.

"Serious mother, Dad," again sulked until she could not remember her age.

"Ara has a noble purpose, Islamizing Vanya. He told Father, one day confused should be in what way pray Vanya when he was gone. Ara did not want Vanya to go further into the dark world. Ara is your reflection, dear. His heart was somehow like, to the extent that it thought of Vanya's fate. Though Vanya ...,"

"Mother wants to meet Ara," Earth cuts her husband's sentence while standing up to take off her face. Fold it up just like that and keep it on the bed. Making sure her hijab perfectly covered her head and hair, the woman wearing only a shabby negligee left the room and left the man she often called the stone given life.

I put on a smile, the Earth just needs to be persuaded.

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At midnight, the four young people were eating instant noodles in a pot, an inherited activity from their mother who had transmitted it many years ago.

"Mas Ar cheated, I took it first instead Mas took," complained Ara when the meatballs he almost ate even managed to grab Aro.

"Sometimes we need to cheat to be a winner, Pills," with a mouth chewing meatball, Aro answered while tilting his head. The explosion in Ara's heart was again created, Aro's charm always melangut in the soul of Salasika Arabella.

"Lo's principle is cheating, Mas. Instead of taking something that is not our right it is called stealing," Akhza who was half jealous to see his sister even blatantly staring at Aro, moved from his seat, moved from the carpet to the sofa.

"Stole it if you don't know, if the person knows the name asks. No, Pil?" Aro ignorant with a quick movement kissed the tip of his sister's head, then casually returned to the pot, this time fighting dexterity with Atar, his youngest brother.

Mas, I can die suddenly if you constantly make my heart beat as if reluctant to be in its place. He forced a jump, Mas.

Ara tried to control herself even though the spoon that fell out of her hand was real proof, how badly she had been spoiled made by Aro.

"Neng ...," Earth's gentle greeting diverted the four young men.

The earth stood up while contemplating hands, hoping that Ara would come to greet him soon. Ara certainly moved, he raised a little of his robe in order to run towards his mother.

"Mother, don't cuddle me anymore. I'm afraid," he admitted, drowning the face in the bosom of the Earth.

"I'm sorry, Mother, honey. Mother took a childish attitude without hearing Ara's explanation. Mother is too dear to Ara," said the Earth spread a sense of warmth in the heart of Arabella.

The girl broke her embrace, pulled away a little so she could look at her mother. "Ara also loves Mother, sorry if the words of Ara for Mother become sad. Ara is not the slightest intention for that," explained Ara re-embraced the Earth.

Jahilnya Aro does not know the place, do not know the time, do not know the situation. Aro moved, leisurely stretching towards the two different-aged women who were hugging it.

Aro's burly hands hugged the two people, Ara was shocked because she felt her body squeezed.

"I also love Bundaaaa ..," said Aro, right in Ara's ear because of his position he was hugging from Ara's back.

"Mas, the axe!" protest Ara, her stuffy heart.

"Mas, it's gone!" nagel Bumi while pinching her son's waist.

Aro let go of his embrace, but briefly patted Ara's head. "Makanya swims, has a very short body," her ledek as it passes, stepping wide leaving the room, seeming to be going to her room.

"Talk, yuk!" take the Earth to Ara, "uh but salat isya, eh already in salat isya not yet?" ask Earth to her three children.

"I did" answered Ara.

"I have not, abis I will still innocently not much trouble like you guys," said Atar who immediately made the Earth approach him and gave his youngest son a jewel.

"Learning prayer on time must be early on," the Earth's scolding let go of its jewels.

"Sorry, Mother. Yes I pray now," Atar grunted in annoyance as he moved from his seat.

"The buyer bring it, the sky is clear!" shouted the Earth, calling his nickname to Atar.

"Udah, let me go later, Bun," Ara who spoke the words of the Earth because Atar refused to return. The boy ran up the stairs.

"We're sitting down, yuk!" Ara led the steps of the Earth to sit down.

After that Akash came, just in time, because he did not see the events that could make him dizzy, just let the dizzy Earth made Aro and Atar.

"Eating noodles don't invite Dad, is it?" akash sat next to his wife.

"Aged food must be maintained," continued Atar who had been silent, resisting jealousy whose turmoil was very difficult to assuage.

"The prospective doctor said," Akash replied Making them laugh together.

Ara started to re-express her intentions. He who wants to bring Vanya out of debt bondage, wants to make the woman who gave birth to him convert to Islam. Ara's words struck the heart of the Earth that had never thought that far. How do I pray for my mom later?

"Oh that's Mak Masnah's house, Neng. Baby masseuse, huh?" guess Akash when Ara talks about a house for sale. It is close to the clinic Ara works.

"Yes, Dad. Can you help?" ara Pinta.

"Why don't you ask Dad to pay his debt to Aunt Vanya anyway, Ra?" ask Akhza.

"If it's that easy, you won't get bored doing anything wrong, Bang. I want mami jera, I want mami to live on the right path" said Ara to give reasons for her decision.

"Udah, I'll help you" Akash slashed Ara's emotions.

"Yes, we'll talk to your mom. Mother help persuade, yes," timpal Earth.

"Yes, I can only help do'a, Ra," Akhza added.

"The righteous will be heard by Allah. Thank you, Doctor Brother," said Ara made Akhza's eyes sparkle. The next second Ara regretted having said that. Wasn't she trying to make Akhza forget her?

The night was getting late, the four of them dispersed. Move to their own room. Ara and Akhza walked upstairs to their room.

"Don't forget to read the do'a, Ra," Akhza commemorated the moment Ara opened her bedroom door.

"Abang too" said Ara without turning to his interlocutor.

The beautiful scenery was again reflected in front of Ara as soon as she entered the room. Her heart was sitting sweetly on the sofa where Ara was reading a novel. A cigarette that is being smoked causes the room space to become stuffy.

Ara hurriedly ran towards the window of the room, opening the window wide so that cigarette smoke would not fill her room.

"Mas, you really made me sprain!" Ara barking.

"Emang is the goal" said Aro relaxed.

"Nyebelin' mom!"

"Later and later also said Mas gemesin," said Aro.

"No way!"

"Anyway, it's sleeping! tomorrow morning come with me to the Botanical Garden to shoot."

"No way," said Ara while trying to shake cigarette smoke.

"Well or what am I doing tonight?" threaten Aro while quitting his smoking activities. He put cigarette butts into a glass filled with used water to drink.

"Yes I'm coming, but twelve o'clock I have to go home. Want to go to work again," said Ara lost.

Aro smiled happily, he was happy to always be able to prank Ara. Not wanting to constantly feel the turmoil in the chest that made his body become bad, Ara immediately kicked Aro out of his room, although Aro continued to judge him by carrying Ara's favorite blanket, make elap iler, and, so said Aro makes Ara upset but anxious at the same time.