The Sky for Ara

About Peanut Cilok

As the day grew brighter with the blazing sun, without waiting for Aro to arrive, Akash decided to go to the tomb with his family.

Ara felt a little guilty, because it had made Aro never come home. In his heart was a worry for Aro's safety. Along the way to the funeral, he was pensive and not so listening when the Earth asked him to talk.

Until he reached the destination, where there was already jidda and also Nadia and her family, Ara only realized. He walked the back of the Earth after Earth. Not wanting to get too close to Zahra or her son. Ara chose to avoid by pretending not to see when she passed Miza.

The rest of the Akashic family went with the Hafidz family to the tomb of Hafidz's grandfather, which was a little far from where the Earth's uti and battery were buried. Ara breathed a little, because she no longer had to be in the same place at one time with Miza.

After all the squatting families occupied their respective positions, Ara was certainly squatting next to Earth, Akash began to lead the do'a. In my heart I wish Aro would come soon.

Everything was washed away chanting the holy verse of the Qur'an, even the uti Ayas was seen repeatedly raising his head so that his tears would not spill. The earth looks more rigid, Ara himself who does not know the figure of his wit, so fervently follow the voice of his father who led the study.

The sea and Ayesha squatted side by side flanked by Akhza and Rud. While Atar, he chose to join Hafidz, because the child was apparently interested in lodging in the boarding school owned by Hafidz's parents. But, obviously Earth forbids it, the house will be even quieter if Atar really does that.

Every now and then Ara rubbed the sweat that poured out on her forehead, the sun was high. As soon as jumawa showed himself. The longer the heat the more makes Ara's head dizzy, either because it is a body condition that is not okay. From the night his body felt bad.

Ara to flick her hijab repeatedly to the face, because it was already feeling so hot. His concentration following the chanting of holy verses began to fade. His vision began to blur. Ara almost wanted to part and get up, but she suddenly felt shady.

The sky above him suddenly became a little dark, he was confused and looked at the Earth who also felt the same way. Both of them simultaneously looked up at the sky and were surprised to find Aro standing behind them and unfurling his jacket blocking the two from the sunlight.

With a flat face, the man immediately joined in teaching. He did not care about Ara and the mother who looked at him with a sharp highlight.

Until the teaching is over and Akash recites the do'a, Aro stays in his position. Standing spread out a jacket deters the two women who are the center of his love, from the scorching sun.

Which mother's heart doesn't break to find her child so sweet? Finished watering the belly button with rose water and sprinkling flowers on it, Bumi immediately stood up and hugged her son. That was why despite being repeatedly let down by Aro, the Earth's heart was always withered by his sweet treatment.

"Where have you been, honey?" ask Bumi while taking off her embrace.

"Not anywhere, Bun. That was ...." Aro waved at someone standing not far from him.

A 9-year-old boy in shabby clothes and small black plastic in his hands. The boy approached Aro. He slightly lowered his head as if reluctant and reluctant to look at the Earth.

"Who is this?" bumi asked, but Aro did not answer, Akash had brought them home.

"At home just talk!" akash orders him to pull Earth's arm out of the cemetery. The highlight of his eyes on Aro clearly implied disappointment and anger.

One by one they all left the place. Akhza seemed to be unwilling to budge this time, he pulled Ara's arm and took her away. Ara did not refuse, but she had a glance at Aro at a glance. Aro just smiled, obviously all the family was disappointed in him.

"They're the Mas Ar family?" ask the boy.

"Yes, why?" reply Aro while wearing back his jacket.

"Whose girl was that?" ask the boy again.

"His name is Ara, my future wife," whispered Aro, making the boy give his thumb.

After that, Aro immediately took the child away from the funeral, because he did not want to lose track of his parents. Just now when he went to the tomb, he was invited by the child to ride in a car like a red onion carrier that was about to be sent to the city.

Lucky for Aro, arriving at the parking lot, his parents and Ara are still waiting for him.

"Well, Bun, Ra ... know first, this is Fadan, my friend," said Aro.

Before replying, Bumi and Akash who were standing next to the car looked at each other. While Ara, she greeted Fadan first.

"Hi .. knowin, I am Ara," said Ara extending her hand.

Fadan moved the plastic his right hand was holding onto his left hand. He laps first his palm on the shabby shirt he wears. Then after that, just shook Ara's hand.

"My name, Fadan, Ma'am" said Fadan, broken, causing Ara to scramble the boy's hair.

Seeing Ara's excellent response to Fadan, Akash and Earth did the same. Although, it is still a wonder why Aro can get to know Fadan?

After the introductory event, they all immediately got into the car, this time Aro who was driving. Akash was certainly sitting on the front bench, accompanying Aro. Earth, Ara and Fadan occupy the middle passenger seats.

"This is how the story got to know each other?" ask Bumi, can't wait to find out the real events.

"I'm driving again, nih," said Aro as he glanced at a glance, "later at home the story," he added focus back to the front.

"Alright, sorry. Ordinary, Mother likes to be impatient," I Earth as she leaned forward and then rubbed her son's head while driving. While Akash, from earlier still looked at Aro with an annoyed look.

***

Arriving home, Rud and Akhza were engrossed in enjoying the ice cendol sold by traveling merchants, Ayas uti subscriptions. The earth also just ordered the sweet and savory drink. Ara did not want to miss, he also ordered the drink without filling the cendol. He only asked for sugar water and coconut milk and mixed with ice cubes.

"When do you want to be fat if you always eat like that?" tegur Bumi, "it's called coconut milk ice, not ice cendol," he continued while feeding Ara with cendol.

"Mother ...," Ara whined at the tip of her lips, "Ara doesn't like the chewy," her protest put on a sour face

The earth laughed, "Sorry, Mother forgot," he said as he rubbed Ara's swollen cheeks.

After they ate a drink that made thirst evaporate, the Earth asked Aro to tell how it happened until he could get to know Fadan. He was also curious about where Aro went to make his father upset because he came late to the funeral.

"So it's the story," said Aro glimpsed Ara who sat in front of him.

Only Ara and Mommy listened to the story. Akash and the others chose to enter the house. Disappointment clearly still cultivates in Akash's mind towards his son.

***

After Ara's departure, Aro had wanted to catch up. Suddenly, he was hit by a small child carrying a large black plastic package.

"I'm sorry, Mas ..," said the boy, standing from the fall and observing the huge black plastic he was carrying, afraid that it might fall.

"It's okay," said Aro while watching the boy, "are you okay?" he looked back at the boy from the tip of his foot to the tip of his hair.

"No, Mas. I'm fine, just shocked. You're in a hurry, again" the boy explained.

Aro looked deeper into the boy, not wearing slippers, t-shirts he wore shabby with collar parts that had many holes. Plus the pants that Aro had just seen at a glance were multiplied using rapia, maybe it was saggy or the buttons were released. It's not worth wearing.

"Where are you going?" aro asked, his heart throbbing pain looking at the state of the boy.

"I want to sell to school, run away for fear of hunting at the entrance of his students," explained the boy lowered his head because Aro continued to watch him deeply.

"Loh, you shouldn't be selling school. You are a little girl!" aro exclaimed as he grabbed the black plastic and looked at the contents, "What is this?" he added while taking one of the contents of the plastic which is a small package. Like pea peppers.

"That's my mother's nibble," the boy replied, "I have to leave before the boys come in!" he continued while preparing to leave, but Aro's hand held his arm.

"My name is Aro, what's your name?" asked Aro while removing the sandals, "wear this, maybe a little big, but it can protect your feet," he continued to shift with the edge of the flip-flops, close to the boy's feet.

"My name is Fadan," he replied quickly, "i am forbidden from bothering others by my mother," she said, sliding back Aro's sandals with her feet.

"Now we're friends, so I'm not someone else" Aro replied as he crouched down. Uncomfortably the top artist pulled one of Fadan's legs and forced him to wear his sandal.

"Wear it! to refuse that sustenance is to reject the mercy of Allah" said Aro, looking up at Fadan. "You're teaching, right?" tanyanya.

"I take you to sell," Aro bargained as he ruffled Fadan's hair, "we're friends now" he added, embracing Fadan's neck. The boy's height was only Aro's stomach.

After walking for about 100 meters, they arrived at an Elementary School building. Fadan did not dare to enter, because he was embarrassed because he had to drop out of school. Come to that place just to sell, not to demand knowledge.

Witnessing the whereabouts of Aro, the mothers who drove their sons to school, were certainly hysterical. In an instant Fadan's merchandise sold hard, Aro with his acting talent was able to peddle Fadan's peckery well.

Fadan is certainly happy, he has never sold this easily. Usually every day there are always endless trades.

After selling, Aro remembered that he had to go home to join the nyekar with his father and his mother.

He himself forgot where the funeral was, but Fadan found out. Finally, by riding a tub car, they can get to the destination even though it is a little late.

***

There is a little guilt in Akash when he heard back why Aro arrived late to the funeral. He felt that he had accused the no-no to Aro.

"Why does he make me feel so proud, but also so utterly failed on another occasion?" akash asked his wife.

Earth laughed, she rested her head on Akash's shoulder. "Maybe God is testing us through children, how much we can be patient and constantly reminding them to stay on the line of obedience."

"Why are you so much older than me, honey?" Akash pulled his wife's head to lean against his chest.

"Maybe because I'm too afraid of losing you, I'm just trying to be a good complement to your life. So that you don't turn away, let alone walk away from me," answered Bumi making Akash hold her tightly.

Meanwhile, Fadan came home because he felt he had been at home uti Ayas for too long. Ara had asked Fadan, what kind of recipe his mother made until Fadan himself said if the merchandise often does not run out because it quickly stale and sometimes becomes hard when it is getting late.

"I'm coming to your house, okay?" bargain Ara while Fadan and Aro are ready to go home. Aro will take the boy to his house.

"You want to go between Fadan or you want to hang out with me?" tuding Aro, made Ara hit his arm.

"Mas, don't be kidding!" the screech turned the eyeball.

"Obviously his eyes, later dislodged, can not see anymore handsome guy like me," tease Aro make Ara's face blushing. Who said handsome?

"Can you, Fadan?" Ara repeated her question without caring about Aro. Fadan certainly nodded.

Ara then returned to the house, saying goodbye to father and mother also took the wallet and mobile phone in the room uti Ayas.

After that, the three left with Aro who was driving and sat alone behind the steering wheel. It was a protest because it felt like an online taxi driver, but Ara ignored it.

Before actually reaching Fadan's house, Ara asks Aro to stop at one of the sembako agents. He got out of the car and forbade Aro to come along. Not what, he is lazy to be a cameraman if anyone wants to ask for a photo with Aro.

Ara was back in the car a little while, because after she finished shopping at the agency, she went to the next store to buy potatoes and some kitchen spices.

A shopkeeper helps Ara put her groceries into the trunk of the car. A sack of tapioca flour of good quality with 5 kilograms of wheat flour of medium protein and 5 kilograms of super quality peanuts. After thanking the shopkeeper and giving him some five thousand bills, Ara got back in the car.

Aro had asked why Ara bought all those materials? Ara refused to explain, she was still lazy to talk to Aro.

Arriving at Fadan's house, it is not worth mentioning the house, because the building made of bamboo and wooden rooms is already very rickety and weathered.

Ara asked Aro to bring her a tapioca sack while herself tote wheat flour and other groceries. Ara did it in turn, for it was powerless to carry it together.

"Where have you been?" the high voice of someone from the inside made Aro and Ara who were still on the porch of the house look at each other.

"I finished selling, then met a good man" Fadan said.

"Mom has to shop for sales tomorrow, you just came home this afternoon," back the voice full of anger of the woman who turned out to be Fadan's mother made Ara and Aro look.

Aro rubbed Ara's face with the palm of his hand, "His face is ordinary, don't have to be pretended that I like it too," his god made Ara stomp her feet.

Sounding from within, Fadan persuaded his mother to go out and get acquainted with Ara as well as Aro.

Before long, Fadan went out with his mother. The woman of about 30 years wearing a shabby negligee and also a fading red instant hijab, she smiled warmly at Ara and Aro.

Ara smiled back, her hands outstretched, without hesitation greeting Fadan's mother. Aro just smiled and nodded politely.

"So what's up?" fadan's mother asked pointing at the groceries in front of him.

Ara tells her purpose and purpose. He wanted to give a recipe for making pegs so that the spice does not quickly stale and also ciloknga is not easy to hard.

Ara's intention was certainly welcomed by Fadan's mother, immediately they brought the materials into the house that turned out to be very neat on the inside.

Although the kitchen is still lined with soil with a furnace that is a substitute for a stove as a cooking medium, the place is very clean and comfortable.

"What do mothers usually make their dough?" asked Ara, she poured tapioca flour in a 2-to-1 ratio between tapioca and wheat flour.

"Not rooted, I guess," replied Fadan's mother.

"Must be rooted. The glass is okay. Nih, if the tapiokanya two glasses, means the flour is one glass," explained Ara made Fadan's mother nod.

"And this," said Ara showing the potatoes, "This potato we steamed yes, can you please steam it?" his prayer with courtesy made Fadan's mother nod while quickly standing up and doing what Ara pinta had done.

Aro from a distance looked lovingly at Ara. He suddenly felt like the most dwarf human being to see how kind and polite Ara was to talk to Fadan's mother. In fact, he was willing to spend money to spend on Fadan's mother's merchandise.

"What is your heart made of, Ra?" aro Mumm.

"You made me love more, but also hurt at the same time."

"Can I reach out to you with all this evil?"

"I have to be as perfect as I can to be with you?"

While Ara with a small smile still stirring the flour and tapioca, he remembered when he was first taught how to make a peek by his father and his mother, he often ate the raw dough of the lilok.

"Dad, Mother, thank you for being a good parent," he muttered as he was being noticed by Aro.

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Thor, the conflict isn't starting? even discuss the recipe for pea seasoning? this is Thor's novel, not a cookbook.

Calm down, I'm fasting. Don't make emotions, it's natural to look out. Patience first, later Mas Arnya said again hard to loud.

Thor, bosen thor is slow. When is thor married?

It's noisy! ask the sky, isn't it?

Hi gang, finally mas Ar back again yes .. hopefully still faithfully accompany mas Ar. I love you the sky. The Sky is the right name for you who are always kind and like. I always wait for likes and comments ...