The Sky for Ara

Welcoming Full Day of Missing

Aro really does not allow Ara to enter the house, even to put the dishes and glasses that have been toilet, Aro do it yourself. He was willing to go to the kitchen just to put the two things. Take a piece of fried tempeh at the dinner table before returning to the car. He saw Fadan talking to Atar in the living room. As for the elders, aish, elders? do the parents know where?

Aro immediately returned to the car, found Ara was asleep leaning on the seat. His face looked tired, even Ara snored. Her mouth was slightly gaping, but it did not detract from her beauty in Aro's eyes.

Aro slowly sat back beside Ara. He took a pillow that is always stored in the back seat. Then he put the pillow in his lap. Slowly Aro moved Ara's head onto the pillow on her lap.

"Dong drool, Ra. I'll take a picture to catch you if you don't," murmured Aro.

Ara getting louder, the clock has shown at 21:00. There are no signs of the problem being resolved.

Aro leaned back his head, he was also closed. I was tired of running fans all day. Countless times did he write down his signature? Countless number of times his photo was captured by a cell phone camera.

***

In Ara's room, Sanu sits on the edge of the bed with many questions from Zahra. The girl looks frustrated when Zahra asks when they did it?

If it wasn't Earth that slashed, it looks like Sanu could have been knocked unconscious by Zahra's accusations. Disillusioned. One word that is in the heart of the Earth to Zahra. Why did he blame Sanu for this?

"Sister, don't pojokin Sanu. This isn't Sanu's fault!" exciting Earth.

"So don't remember, no matter where this baby is Brother's grandson!" continue the Earth with a little emotion.

Zahra. He finally collapsed and apologized to Sanu. He hugged Sanu tightly, right said Bumi, he had to accept the presence of Sanu. How thought.

The inspiration that was talking to Akash and the Sea in the backyard seemed to continue to blame Sanu more than his son.

"Western cat if you are given fish, yes you will," said Ilham, defending his son.

The sea and Akash looked at each other, while Hamiza who was among them actually wanted to interrupt his abb's words. But, his guts shrunk to see the glint of the eyes of Inspiration full of anger and disappointment.

"In addition, marrying them is not the solution" added Ilham, this time raised his eyes on Miza. "You love her?"

Hamiza did not answer. Deep down he loved Sanu very much. Not wanting to run, he was just afraid of abi.

Rud and Akhza who were also among them were very confused by this matter. The two still did not expect that Miza turned out that far in the relationship.

"Jawab, Bang!" urk Ilham raised a fist to his son's shoulder.

Hamiza was stunned, not sick, but shocked. That meant, his ashes were really at the peak of anger.

Akash really wants to talk, but Inspiration usually does not accept if his son is advised by others, even his own oom.

"I love her" Hamiza replied, slowly, carefully and fearfully.

Inspiration chuckles, he massages the temple, up to the base of his nose. It felt like he had buffalo dung on his face.

"So?" Ileham asked Miza again.

"I want responsibility!" miza exclaimed this time with a loud voice, confident and bold.

Sanu's sweet facial kinship was visible in his sight. Sanu always obeyed him. The girl teased. He really does not want to lose it, only the guts shrunk by Inspiration. This time he felt compelled to fight.

"Don't let abi's friends know! what do they say later?"

Hamiza was again stunned, her ashes were indeed very hard. Sometimes just thinking about yourself without knowing the feelings of his child.

"I want to be with him!" hamiza.

Inspiration grunted in annoyance, he left Miza, Akash and the Sea.

"Oom help," comfort Akash.

"Oom too. Your brother just needs time to accept all this." The timpal Sea made Miza feel a little relieved. In the heart so compare himself abinya with the two oomnya.

After that Miza ventured to meet Sanu in Ara's room. As he entered the room, Zahra was hugging him.

"Sanu ...."

Sanu looked towards Miza. There were still angry flashes at Sanu's highlight as he looked at Miza.

"Sorry, Sanu. I was too afraid of Abi, but this time I will try to rebel against Abi," said Miza and made Zahra look proudly at her son.

"I'm sorry, Sanu!"

Sanu tearfully tried to nod even though it was heavy. His little heart felt happy, but there was a fear of his own when remembering Inspiration.

"Not to be afraid of abi, we face it together," entertain Miza as if to know the unrest displayed Sanu's face. Sanu once again nodded. He is increasingly convinced to continue the content that he had wanted to throw out.

Meanwhile, in the car whose door was accidentally opened. Aro was awake from his mouth due to a loud ringing from his cellphone.

"Hallo!"

"Yes, I understand!"

"OK, I get it!"

Aro closed the call unilaterally. Looking towards the direction that was still sleeping. Before long someone he knew was seen getting into the car and immediately drove away quickly.

He's Ilham. What kind of man would do that? did he forget that his son was still a girl.

Aro tried to dismiss his prejudice against Ilham. He chose to focus on looking at Ara's face.

"Why did I get to know this kid?" Aro complains of Ara's face with her neutrality.

The eyes were perfectly closed, Ara had a tiny nose. A neat eyebrow line though not thick. The smooth white of her face was in stark contrast to her thin, red lips. Lips.

Aro averted his gaze, he rubbed his face and chose to turn on the music from his phone.

"The part of kebo really, Ra .. want me to wake up not have the heart ...."

"Well, where is the habit of sleeping?"

"In part why so fucked up gini anyway his application?"

"Gue beat her music to let her wake up."

However, when he wanted to harden the volume on his phone, Ara suddenly wriggled and her hand moved about Aro's hand. It made him startled and reflexively dropped the phone onto Ara's face. Painful.

"Whoo!" peekik Ara while holding her nose that felt pain. He immediately moved to sit with a typical dizzy head waking up.

"Mas, how was my face thrown?" ara tuding. He felt if his face was accidentally thrown by a mobile phone by Aro.

"I'm sorry, not intentionally. It was your own hands that made his hapeh rasoh into your face!" tell Aro, explain the real events.

Ara snorted in annoyance, she felt her sleep was disturbed.

"Partially why can get jatoh on my face anyway hapenya?" urge Ara.

"Your lips, Ra ...."

Aro immediately closed his mouth, he chose the wrong vocabulary.

Ara was certainly shocked to hear that. Ara reflex held her lips then took the pillow that was on Aro's lap and smacked it on the face of the man in front of her.

"You're so mean!"

"Why are you, Mom? Huh uh?"

Ara continued to attack Aro without giving him a chance to explain the real events.

"Ra, I don't ...."

"The bad guy, that's so much to me!"

Ara was still blindly, until finally making Aro catch his wrist and managed to lock the hand to stop attacking.

"Look!" exclaimed the man with a pleading look.

Ara was silent for a moment, her bravery that had peaked suddenly evaporated just like that to hear Aro's heavy voice.

"I didn't say anything about you. Even if I wanted to, but I wouldn't admit it."

"You're too precious to try, I'll be able to wait until our beautiful day arrives. Believe me, I'm not doing you!"

Ara could see the honesty in those eyes. He became ashamed of himself for accusing the no-no.

Aro slowly released Ara's hand. He chose to leave there and leave Ara. The man felt it took time to neutralize his emotions.

Ara leaned back her body, she closed her eyes and slowly rubbed her face with her palm.

"Astagfirullah ...."

Aro himself chose to sit with a paving block in the back of his car. He lit a cigarette. Sucking it deep and exhaling it rough. One leg he bent and the other leg he offered. The sneaker she was wearing was not as white as it was this morning. There are some dirty stains on certain parts.

Ara felt guilty for accusing the no-no of Aro. He went from sitting and looking for the whereabouts of Aro who he believed was still around the car. Ara's steps led her to the back of the car, she saw cigarette smoke there. Sure enough, the man looked frustrated with the cigarette he was smoking.

"Mas, sorry ...." Ara's voice was soft and barely audible.

Aro looked at him, quickly throwing away the cigarette butts.

"Sorry, Ra .. I can't stop ma'am ...."

"Mas .. I don't talk about cigarettes anymore" Ara said as she crouched down to face him.

"I'm sorry, I've been accused of ...."

"Udah, Ra. No need to talk about it!" quick exposition.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, Ra. To Jogja first, new to Wonogiri. Maybe I'll be busy. So I don't want us to debate" explained Aro half weight told me that.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow. So, let's make this momentary farewell with fond memories. How's it?" pinta Aro while looking into Ara's face.

"Said mom, the farewell is nothing beautiful, Mom."

"For always chalked up longing," continued Ara.

"And miss it is sad," continued Aro quickly.

"And Wonogiri is far away," Ara replied with a laugh.

"There's a hard signal, Ra."

"The mountainous area of the rock, want to go to the ATM or Swalayan aja far away, he said anyway that."

"I can't tell you all the time, you have to trust me, Ra!"

Ara nodded. He was trying to understand Aro's profession for now. It's gonna be over soon, isn't it?

"Yes, Mas. Importantly, do not forget to pray, Mas!" although it feels heavy to let go of Aro this time, Ara tries not to foster prejudice.

The two sat side by side, quite a long time silent to each other. Look at the starry night sky. Accompanied by the roar of vehicles that are still passing by.

A voice distracts both of them.

"You're looking for your mother, tuh!"

Atar with folded face exclaimed at the two. His hand is not off the phone.

"Awas lo, don't teach Fadan how to play games!" threaten Aro while standing up. He knows, Fadan and Atar are now so familiar.

As the troubled Ara woke up, reached out and said, "Dec, please Teteh!"

Aro initially wanted to grab Ara's hand, but Atar brushed her off, "Honest! muhrim has not yet taken hold. The seal is still haram!"

Ara laughed at hearing that, while Aro, he clucked in annoyance while slowly hitting Atar's nape, and made the child kick Aro's leg back and then ran away avoiding a more cruel reply from Aro. Almost Aro chased after him, but his shirt was pulled by Ara.

"Don't go with my sister!" threaten Ara, of course pretend.

"Take care of her brother, shall you?" aro Goda.

"No, I'm sorry too!" cibir Ara pressed her lips forward while releasing the Aro T-shirt she was holding.

"No, I'm just kidding, too" Aro cheeked as he laughed and tilted his head.

"Don't get angry, you'll miss the new taste!" he then ran ahead of Ara to enter the house.

The whole family has regrouped. Without any inspiration of course.

Sanu sits embraced by Zahra. Ara smiled slightly looking at him. He hopes that Sanu can be well received, at least without any blasphemy.

"Where are you guys from?" ask the Earth, the smells of protest.

"From now on we're outside, Mother." Aro immediately sat down beside him while Ara was still standing. He was confused where to sit. Because too many people make the consensus split.

"Here, Honey!" exclaiming Earth patted the empty spot beside her. According to Ara, she sat beside her mother.

"We're talking about Fadan, '" Earth said.

"Why, Bun?" Ara started to wonder.

"Fadan and Sanu can't stay here together. Poor if Sanu, Ara same mom should sleep room three. Fadan let stay with Mother. How's it?" tanya Earth made Ara and Aro look at each other.

"Umma put Sanu here, Ra. He did not want to go back to his grandmother's house. Umma also could not bring Sanu stay together until giving birth and brother married her," said Zahra helped explain the slightly complicated situation.

Inwardly, Ara is heavy if it must be far from Fadan He wants to jump directly to monitor the child. If you have to be far apart, you can be sure he rarely can spend time with Fadan.

"Partially if there is Atar, it's okay, huh?" persuade Aro, he hopes Ara does not complicate things.

Ara nodded in disarray. Though heavy, he is quite happy to hear that Sanu and Hamiza are getting married. That means, baby Sanu will not lose the father figure.

***

At exactly 23:00, the whole family finally went home after the tension of the day they ended with a meal. Sanu and Miza were already seen chatting. The two have explained each other's situation.

Sanu can accept Miza's excuse, and Zahra can also be breastfed accepting the presence of Sanu and his future grandchildren.

When all was gone, Aro deliberately chose to go last. It was hard to leave Ara. 20 days was definitely not a minute for her. Moreover, communication will be hampered because of the signal that becomes an obstacle.

"I feel like going to military service, Ra," as long as Aro provides it with a box of provisions containing tempe orek and fried chicken along with his favorite.

"Until the next two days it's still good to eat, Mas."

"Thank you, Ra ...."

"Be careful, yes ... Remember, don't forget the prayer!" ara's message, always it.

"You must not forget this!" Aro pointed at the ring that Ara was wearing.

"Keep here" he pointed to the head, "then here," he continued pointing to the chest, "and here" he added, raising both hands.

"I understand" said Ara.

"What try?"

"Keep your name in your mind, heart and do'a," he replied making Aro develop a smile and pat his head.

"I'm leaving, welcome to the longing days. Remember, I love you!"

Ara was stunned for a moment with the sentence Aro, welcome the longing days. Will it be that bad this time?

"Be careful, my friend! don't forget to pray!"

"Is there anything else to say?"

"No," said Ara quickly when Aro was eager to hear the girl return her statement of love. However, Ara seemed reluctant to say it.

With a heavy heart Aro got into the car, slowly he drove his vehicle until he left the yard of Ara's house and disappeared from the girl's sight.

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Welcome to the long days.

The longing for Ramadan is coming to an end.