Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

99. Not a Rival

...🌵Not every feeling should be expressed through words, but it can be based on real action.🌵...

Hara sits on the edge of the pendopo while smoking. His gaze led to a small musola on his left side. It seems that people are performing congregational prayers’ah. Inevitably, there is a sense present in the heart, creeping, twisting. The seething peace along with a gust of wind slowly hit his body. While seeing the prayer movement carried out simultaneously in the instructions of a priest.

He exhaled, white smoke billowing in the air. Trying to dispel tightness in the chest that is still faithful present, every time you see jama’ah shaking each other after prayer. Something he almost never did while worshiping. In fact, he sometimes did not greet the person standing next to him when berto’a in front of the altar.

“Copotke, Om!” naufal cried before him. Hara immediately slipped the tip of the cigarette in her mouth, then fulfilled Naufal's request.

Moments later, people came out of the musola. They talked to each other with radiant faces, radiant auras that radiated after charging the faith. Hara only glanced at a glance, reluctant to stare at the overly beautiful sight before her. As much as energy dispels the envy that is actually increasingly swapped.

“Arep is called the father of E Arkaan fishing,” said Naufal when Hara was folding the holster. With a smile the little boy said he wanted to be invited to fish by Faiz.

Hara shook her head while taking a cigarette from her mouth by pinning it using her index and middle fingers.

“We want to go home.” Hara combed Naufal's hair using fingers, then moved while giving the sarong, “Return to Arkaan!”

Instantly the cheerful twinkle on Naufal's face faded, the smile that had just faded away had already withered. Reluctance about the excitement of fishing that has just been imagined, vanished. The boy could only bow in lethargy, without daring to refute.

Hara could read the disappointed look on her nephew's face. However, he did not want to let jealousy become more if he continued to be there. It was enough that his heart was burning by seeing Jenar worship with the Lion, something he could not possibly do.

He pointed his chin towards the people who were approaching the pendopo. A sign that Naufal must obey his orders immediately. He went on, as Naufal handed over the sarong to Arkaan.

“Maturnuwun,” Naufal says thank you for lent sarong to prayer.

Hara embraces Naufal, “Salim equals everything, parting!” his orders.

Naufal, according to him, took one by one the adult's hand and kissed him. Raising a question mark on Faiz and Nanda, why suddenly Hara invites Naufal home.

“Kok, home? Not fishing, is it?” ask Faiz. He saw Naufal's face turned moody, implied disappointment.

“Sorry, we have to go home.” replied Hara briefly.

“Why rush? Naufal has not even played with Arkaan, because it was first prayer.” Faiz guessed something had happened, seeing that Hara's face looked cloudy, although still flat expression as usual.

“It's noon, Mas. Naufal is also tired of playing from earlier.”

After using Naufal as a reason to visit, now Hara also uses the child to be quick to say goodbye. Get away from Lion's familiarity with everyone better, so he can reduce emotions.

“I've cooked, shouldn't you guys have lunch before you go home?” Nanda held back Hara's departure, because it had not been able to entertain as a guest.

Jenar, who had been silent since, was moved to help hold back Hara's departure. He was sensitive enough to be able to read the purpose the man had come to was to meet him. Not wanting to let Hara go, when they haven't had time to say hello.

Jenar held Naufal who was about to kiss her hand, “Naufal not fishing?”

Naufal turned towards Hara for a moment, nodded then shook his head. Sontan made Jenar smile at the response of the boy. He then grabbed Naufal's shoulder.

“Why rush home? Is Mr Hara any other business?” jenar asked, she could feel Hara's different attitude.

This week Hara has always been friendly when texting or calling. There are only two possibilities for Hara's stern attitude displayed at this time. There was the behavior of Jenar that made him angry, or the man did want to show a stingy attitude in front of the crowd.

“And I have bought special food, you know.” said Jenar pitched disappointed, because Hara did not answer his question.

The statement that managed to make Hara's proclamation and asked, “Design food? What is it?”

“Pak Hara must have never tried it, let's see! Whether Pak Hara and Naufal can eat it or not.” Jenar guided Naufal up the pendopo.

Leaving behind Hara who could only snort for failing to dodge. Now he must find a way so that his emotions do not peak, if later he must see Lion seeking the attention of Jenar.

Faiz embraces Hara, “It is not good to refuse the host offer.”

five minutes later, everyone had been sitting around on a mat that stretched to cover the pendopo floor. The art trainers, flocking on the right with Faiz. Lion and Hara sat opposite them on the left. Arkaan and Naufal were at the end of the mat, setting the hook on the fishing line with Irkham. They looked excited about fishing.

Jenar and Nanda distributed the food wrapped in brown paper. Placed on a plate, so that the contents do not spill when opened. They also distributed juice packed in plastic cups, then let everyone enjoy the banquet.

Nanda approached the children who were putting a hook while exclaiming, "Eat first, let's pull the fishing line if you get a big fish!"

The woman in her early 30s patted Irkham on the shoulder slowly. Signs that his sister is stopping activities because food is available. He then helped Naufal and Arkaan open the food wrapper, so that no stapler contents into the food.

Meanwhile, Jenar chose a place in front of Hara and Lion who were sitting side by side but not talking to each other. He gave a plate of rice, vegetables and side dishes to Lion. The action that made Hara glance in annoyance, because she felt that Jenar was treating Lion specifically.

"Why does food have him different?" Hara could not help her curiosity.

"Sister Lion cannot eat this," Jenar replied as she pointed at the package in front of her.

Hara doesn't understand. What kind of food is in the package so that Lion can not eat it.

"Maclums, Sir. My tongue is used to feeling fancy food, so I can't just eat." Lion said in a mocking tone.

"Sister Lion knows, food like this, which brother reckons is reckless. It could actually be a luxury food for people who like but can not often taste." furious Genar heard the Lion who mocked the food.

Hara chimed in on the Lion's saying, "In religion I am taught not to reproach food. Whatever comes in, is a blessing from God."

"Pak Hara is right. In our religion there is also a teaching to be grateful for every food served. If you don't like to leave, don't eat, but don't reproach." Jenar Imbuh.

Hara pulled the corners of her lips up slightly. There is a sense of swallowing the calf, when you see Jenar speaking while looking down, but with a slightly raised tone of voice. The expression when the girl was upset, but did not want to vent.

"So what special food do you mean?" Hara asked quietly with a bit of body advancement.

“Try Mr. Hara just open the package, later also know.” replied Jenar with a nosy smile, which was visible even though he did not look at his interlocutor.

Hara said, opening the food package while glancing at Jenar who also did the same.

“What is this?” hara's forehead creased deeply, as she looked at the contents of the package.

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“Pak Hara no allergy eating mutton, no?” Jenar asked before continuing the explanation.

Hara shakes. He stirred food shaped like cream soup mixed with goat bone with a strong spice smell. There are red chili pieces mixed with pale soup color.

“This is called blendrang, sir. Made from rice flour and wheat flour, it is generally mixed with goat bone. But there are also those who use chicken bones, as a variation if there is an allergy to eating goats." Jenar explained.

“It can be eaten?” Hara scoops a bone, lifts it, then watches it closely.

Jenar looked up, laughing at Hara's expression, the man seemed to have just discovered something strange.

“Of course you can. Here's how to eat,” Jenar shows how to eat blendrang to Hara. That is by scooping the broth, then sipping it. After that he took out a bone, biting the remaining flesh that was still attached. Bony pengulum in order to get a distinctive savory taste.

“How does it feel?” ask Hara to know.

“Pak Hara just try it yourself!” Jenar back scooping the sauce. Close your eyes, enjoy the taste of blendrang sauce that he thinks is unique.

“It's like zuppa soup, but with local wisdom. Mr. Hara will not be able to find this food anywhere else. This food can only be found in the area of Mount Pring.” said Jenar.

"Oh yeah? Did you go there to buy it?" ask Hara who actually wants to know where to go Jenar and Lion, other than those already revealed by Faiz.

Jenar nodded, "It's been a long time ago, but it's past, so all of you stop by."

Hara understands. Seeing Jenar so enjoy the food that was once encountered, Hara became curious to try. He scoops a little sauce, tasting it with the tip of his tongue. The frown on the forehead is increasingly visible, it seems like he is defining the taste sent by the taste buds to the brain.

“No taste if only a little, Mr.” said Jenar.

“How?” jenar asked wanting to know Hara's response after tasting the blendrang.

“Sweak, spicy, the flavor of the bring is very strong.” replied Hara elaborates the definition of blendrang taste according to her, “Not bad!" he answered, though he did not know if he could eat the food until it ran out.

Jenar nodded, chiming in the words of Hara, “Indeed kitchen spices used various kinds. Must be strong to disguise the smell of his goats.”

Hara mangosteen, while jelly get rid of chili pieces so as not to eat. Little by little he feeds the blendrang sauce, so that his tongue can adapt to the strange taste.

“Well! Time to take the treasure!” jenar exclaimed while plucking a long-shaped bone, it seemed like it was a goat's leg bone.

Hara looked at Jenar. The girl was picking up bone marrow, by sucking it. Inevitably a thin arch formed on her lips, seeing Jenar so expressively enjoying food.

"Nake?" he asked seriously.

Jenar nodded. He took a packet of snacks, opened it, and poured the contents of dry noodles on the food. Not enough to get there, he also took the flour fried tempe put it in a half-dipped position. The girl had a strange way of enjoying food.

"What's so good about mixed food?" Lion made a sound, not thinking about the way Jenar ate.

"Sister Lion will not be able to eat like this, later the tongue of the brother chokes" said Jenar sarcas.

Lion laughed, not expecting Jenar to insinuate him. While Hara was even more curious because Jenar ate greedily.

"What's better if it's eaten like that?" Hara really wants to know.

Jenar nodded. He thrust food in front of Hara while offering, "Pak Hara would like to try it?"

Hara moved an eyebrow, asking for approval. Jenar nodded with a smile, letting Hara taste her food.

"It feels different from what is just eaten," Hara responded after tasting Jenar's food.

"Greater, or weirder?" jenar Goda.

He could guess if Hara had to eat, even though she did not like it. Because that is also what he felt when he first tasted blendrang first. Strange taste, but after getting used to it so opium want to keep trying.

Hara chuckled, not expecting Jenar to understand how she felt. Jenar was fixated on staring at the strummed Hara, an expression she very rarely saw from the man.

"I used to first eat blendrang also pessimistic can eat until it runs out. It already feels strange when tasting a little.

But the more eaten, the more delicious." said Jenar told his first experience eating blendrang.

"Oh yeah? So I have to eat until it runs out first, in order to find the delicious taste, is that it?" Jenar nodded, answering Hara's question.

"Can try to use this way," Jenar put the flour tempeh on Hara's food, "Pak Hara must also look for the treasure."

Hara chuckled again, appreciating Jenar's efforts so that she could enjoy special meals. He then followed the way of eating Jenar, feeding the soup, and then stumping the bones. A savory taste dyed the tongue, a smile also expands on his lips.

"If I like this food later, I want to eat every day?" ask Hara.

"Yes, just buy it. The store is open every day. You can eat there too, the sensation is different if you directly eat on the spot." Jenar explained.

"You're willing to drop off, if I want to buy it?" hara Fishing.

"Sure!" jenar replied confidently, "I don't mind if Mr. Hara invites me to eat there all of you."

He immediately regretted the words he had just uttered. In the heart of self-harm, because unconsciously too frankly.

"Okay, you'll have to accompany me sometime." Hara quickly spoke before Jenar changed her mind.

Jenar looked down, hiding her embarrassment. He then nodded weakly and said softly, "Pak Hara must be ready to queue and sit in a row with other buyers. Because what sells this is just a simple stall, not like a luxury restaurant."

Hara tilted her head in search of Jenar's face, "So far, do you still doubt my flexibility?"

Jenar looked up, shook her head with a smile. During his time with Hara he never saw the man having trouble adapting. Wherever you are, with anyone, you can always adjust. Truly a flexible figure, just flat expression and tough attitude that is difficult to lose.

"Naufal seems to like this food, but it's spicy." Hara turned her gaze towards her ponan who was solemnly enjoying the food.

"Naufal, Arkaan and Mbak Nanda blendrang chicken, not spicy at all" said Jenar.

Hara widened her eyes to hear Jenar's words. Suddenly his tongue felt like it was burning, "Why is mine so spicy?"

Genar shut his mouth, unable to bear the chuckling until his shoulders shook. Hara snorted, aware that Jenar had managed to prank her. He was about to grab a cup of fruit juice, but Jenar quickly held it down.

"Don't drink, let alone cold. The spiciness won't go away, just put this on!" Jenar gave him a plastic croup wrapped that he had opened so that Hara could easily take it.

He chuckled again, seeing Hara's face flushed red and sweat dripping from the pungency. The reflex he took out some tissue sheets, gave them to Hara.

Hara stared at the nearly exhausted food, while wiping her sweat and snot. A moment later he was fixated, staring at Jenar who was spinning until she let out tears. An expression that always makes him long and want to meet.

"You know I don't usually eat spicy." Hara grumbled as Jenar stopped laughing. He took a tissue, handed it to Jenar to wipe the tears that came out from laughing.

"So far I have never doubted Mr. Hara's flexibility" Jenar reversed Hara's remarks.

Both are laughing. An intense week of greeting each other online, making them unrelenting to express feelings in real terms.

The interaction of the two did not escape the observation of people. Lion smelled a strange gelagat on two people who usually minimal expression. There is a conjecture about the reason Jenar was ignorant whenever he came.

Faiz smiled a few times, seeing Jenar can laugh loosely and Hara who finally displayed an expression other than flat. Nanda also watched, making him moved to immortalize.

Nanda's thumb almost touched the red circle icon on the phone screen, to record the scene unfolding in front of him. However, he was shocked when suddenly the screen darkened. Then the phone was taken out of his hand.

Nanda looked up, finding her husband shaking his head while pointing at the phone in hand.

"You shouldn't be complaining about something that isn't clear!" Faiz said calmly, but with emphasis. Know what his wife will do.

"But, Mas?" Nanda was about to refute, but was soon undone because Faiz gave a sharp look.

"It will only make things worse if you uncover something without analyzing it first" Faiz said.

Nanda nodded, knowing what her husband meant. Slowly weed out the fear of prejudice. Cultivating a sense of trust that Faiz must know the best way out.

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Connect ....

Ye ... it turns out there is no war, Friends.😁 the Lion was even stirred, tuh. Indeed, if we are comfortable with someone, sometimes not aware of the surroundings. Even hidden words can appear, huh?😁

How, anyways? Enough uwu yet JenHar? Jenar had dared to prank Hara, nih. Hopefully no stomach pain, yes, Hara ate a spicy blendrang.

Mas Faiz was quite wise, yes. We should not spread anything that is not yet clear. In today's digital era, it is easy to spread slander, you know. So be careful. Do not just because you see two people of the opposite sex talking to each other, then accuse them of dating, cheating, having an affair. Don't!

If true, it can be proven with a witness. But if it's just a guess, the fall of slander, right? Na'udzubillah .. may we all be protected from slander and false news .. aamiin.

Welcome to read, friends😁😍🙏