TITIP MISSES MOM
chapter 21's
That afternoon!
Uwa Iyan. uwa Iyan was weaving a woven bamboo woven into a fan. There were some fruits that the man had obtained. Zahra was sitting and looking at what the man was doing.
"Don't sit here!" yell uwa Iyan.
The man looked at Zahra's face, but the girl only smiled at the ban from the man before her.
"You remind me of Anin. Anin always sat beside me when I was making a fan," said uwa Iyan laughed.
Yes in his mind he remembered the little boy, the little boy who always accompanied himself with his wife. At night Anin always accompany her, after 2 years Anin sleeps more in this house.
"sir, I guess what kind of Anin you're talking about, it seems like everyone likes Anin?" ask Zahra curiously.
Since he came to this village. Anin's name is always spoken by all citizens, it seems Anin means a lot. According to Zahra, the Anin family is nothing special at all.
"Anin's a good boy who has to be dragged into a big case. I also do not know what happened to Anin" said Uwa Iyan died of work and sat in amben (a place made of bamboo on one side, one side, then give nails to be neat ).
But before that he went into the house and served boiled cassava and bitter tea water.
"It's Anin's favorite food" he smiled as he put the cassava stew in front of Zahra.
"This DNA is also Anin's favorite, burnt cassava," continued uwa Iyan save some burnt cassava.
The man immediately sat on the amben, not to forget also uwa Iyan provide sweet tea for Zahra. He sat down cross-legged while taking his cigar.
Zahra could only gulp without thirst, the cassava reminiscent of a long-dead male figure. He only smiled with gratitude as the man in front of him remembered the name of someone who was almost forgotten. Anine.
"Well! Mr. Iyan remembered Anin yes," Zahra's laughter paled.
"Always!"
"Uwa, can you tell me about Anin and her family?" suddenly Zahra said like that pepper uwa Iyan.
"Make what?" ketus uwa Iyan's.
"It's okay! The problem is that it's a good novel story. I love to write Lo." Zahra is like forcing on uwa Iyan.
"Who knows if I write a novel, Anin will read the book I wrote and he went home kangen with the father." continued Zahra.
uwa Iyan who was listening to the reason from Zahra only nodded her head nod, the reason the girl before her was right to be digested.
"Who knows Anin also wants to return to this village because he again finds evidence but still hesitates to visit here" said Zahra.
Actually his heart was very pounding waiting for what the man would tell about the actual incident, he said, he could not find out to Uwa Darman because it was impossible for the man to tell her even if the story existed as well.
"You're also looking for Anin?" Iwan looked at Zahra's face.
"Yes, sir. I just want that if I'm not in this village anymore, Anin shows up and gathers with you guys again." Zahra nodded to what Uwa Iyan said.
The man's face beamed in a series while getting Zahra's excuse about Anin. To be honest if you want to say he actually misses wanting to hug Anin's body, he can't imagine now Anin is how big?
"Yes sir who knows Anin read the novel I made, waiting for him to come home to miss this village," said Zahra persuaded uwa Iyan.
Actually Zahra only wanted to have a clear story about the death of his father, yes even if he himself saw the incident but in detail he still felt the story at all.
So it is natural that for example Zahra just wants to repeat and remember the events that have happened in his life before anyone raised him.
"Okay, I'll tell you what you know. As long as you promise to bring Anin home to you" said Uwa Iyan looking at Zahra's face sharply.
There he saw clearly that there was such an extraordinary longing in the eyes of his men before him.
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The year 2002
"Dad!" call the 5-year-old boy while welcoming the 34-year-old boy.
"Anne! Anin again why this rich is not cleaned!"
"Why haven't you been home for so long? Anin wants to tell me, said the mother, the father will tell the story of the prophet Ibrahim," Anin said looking at his father's face.
"God's Insha, baby, I'm busy." Hamdi rubbed Anin's head with affection.
"When dad, dad says keep busy," Rajuk Anin pouted.
"When it is night" said Hamdi, holding Anin's hand.
"Really dad!"
Hamdi nodded quickly. Even though he achieved it he worked but if you see Anin smiling, his lanhsung disappeared just like that. And that was the talk that Hamdi often had with his daughter, not only that he also often told the stories of the prophets, as well as the antics of Anin.
Hamdi has two daughters, Anindya Nurul Al Fatih and her sister Widyana Nurul Huda. Anindya or Anin is now 5 years old while her sister is still not separated in her mother's arms.
That night!
"Kang please kang!" a male voice asked for help while slamming the door of Hamdi's house loudly.
Hamdi who was just about to go to sleep immediately woke up because he was shocked to hear the voice of someone who called out with a loud and shrill voice.
It was fortunate that Anin who was sleeping beside him was not awakened by the sound of the door banging and the screams of the people who called out to him.
"What a mang, a night like this yells out!" exclaim Hamdi wonder.
"Danger kang danger," his nervous.
"The quiet Yang Tio what really happened?" asked Hamdi firmly.
"Kang kang Darman kang."
Mang Tio looks rowdy and nervous especially in front of him Hamdi is still staring with a look of wonder.
"Well, what happened to Darman kang, Darman kang came here! what's up?" Hamdi said so.
"Kang Darman in the garden with kang Rohman."
"Well, then we go there."
Hamdi immediately took Tio to the garden. The garden in question is the legacy garden of Hamdi's parents who have died the garden automatically belongs to Hamdi.
That night!
The night wind was so cold especially the moon with a beautiful smile to see the two people who were walking towards a garden not far from the settlement.
"I don't know what they're negotiating, kang Darman told me to go to Hamdi's house." The Reason Tio on Hamdi..
Hamdi nodded, he deeply memorized the character of his brother. If allowed to be able to berabe.*
