THE TUMBAL GIRL

Episode 7's

DIFFERING

"(uh my body is all pain yes, the shoulder feels heavy)" I thought in my heart when I woke up, it did not feel like the afternoon I rushed to take a shower but before that I went back to check my gadget and I did not meet a single message from Wilmar it was better I took a shower because I wanted magrib.

"assalamualaikum, father came home" said the father as he entered the house, which immediately stopped my feet from stepping out of the room.

"dad, how long ago did he come home?" ask mommy to dad.

"dad does not know why mom, father like to have a bad feeling father wants to go home soon but there is a sudden obstacle there is a sudden meeting and father is not allowed to go home because of the meeting of all PNS employees". Answer father to mother.

"mom guess only mom has that feeling, this afternoon suddenly the goddess ma'am picked up the mother for a group of mothers of the mother complex also did not want to attend but said our goddess mother complex mothers want to make a charity event, so the mother may not refuse, but everything is fine so the princess also rest in the room". mother replied to the father while giving an explanation.

I listened to the chatter of my father and mother from the room, why usually when I hear my father come home I must immediately kiss his hand but this time it is different.

"(what the hell am I, it's better that I take a shower so that my body feels fresh again)" I muttered in my heart.

not long after I finished my bath I heard the sound of azan reverberating.

"princess yuk yuk nak, father has gone to the mosque" my mother asked me.

"mother first yes, the princess has not taken ablution water" I replied gently to mother.

mother finally prayed alone, instead of going to take water wudhu I even went to the room like someone who forgets memory.

then I was about to get up and go to the bathroom, but my body couldn't get up like there was a burden on it. I tried as hard as I could, I tried as I could, the more I force the weight to the point that my body shakes.

"(what is this? what's the matter? what's the matter?" that's how this question keeps popping up in my head.

"daughter. (tok..tok) princess.." there was the voice of my father who had come home from the mosque knocking on my room door.

"(hhhh.ahh..hossh) like that the sound of breathing that came out of my mouth about fifteen minutes I could not move and last I felt my chest began to clench lucky dad immediately knocked on my room door.

I walked away, opened the door to Dad.

"daughter has prayed, son? it wasn't sleeping" Dad asked me.

I didn't answer my father's question I just lowered my head.

"(tok.. tok... tok.)" again came the sound of knocking on the door but came from outside.

"try the princess open, I want to change clothes first" my father told me.

I lazily opened the door, though, strange as I walked from the room, my body was very limp, but when I wanted to open the door for the guest who came my body became very fit and excited, then how surprised I was with what I was look when I open the door.