
The bright morning sunshine adds to the spirit of God's creatures who want to adventure to explore the beautiful country of Indonesia. Unceasingly spread each other's smiles, the halal lovers continued to join hands to the hotel lobby to check out. Just as the elevator opened, the figures of a beautiful girl and a handsome man were already waiting for them.
"Good morning, duh .. please dong, appreciate us who are single. Hands are hands! wanna cross?" chirps Marchel
"Well! fate dong. Don't blame our obstruction." said Zuan ketus. Dewi and Juna just smiled at the behavior of the two handsome men.
"Udah, come. Not at breakfast, right?" bring Juna to everyone. The clock still shows at 07:00 in the morning. They had deliberately picked up the newlyweds, to invite them to breakfast together at Marchel's house, Maria also wanted to meet the friends of the girl who had been considered like her own child.
"So it doesn't feel good, Chel. Very good you guys." said Zuan opened the conversation after Marchel's car drove away from the hotel.
"Yes, it's not good for a cat" Marchel said. Talking seriously with Marchel was a rare thing, the man was always joking in any situation.
"Why are you Gorontalo's choices? what do you want to see there? why not Bali, Raja Ampat, or Komodo island." Juna asks why their choice fell there.
"I've been Bali before, Brother too. Raja Ampat is not interested. If the island of Komodo .. I am afraid, hehe" said Dewi shudder to imagine meeting with the giant lizard.
"Sama cecak aja scared, let alone meet the same mbahnya. Could mess up our honeymoon." continued Zuan.
"Are you really not coming?" Zuan looked at Marchel who was focused on driving.
"If I want to. But girls one doesn't want. He said he was afraid of disturbing. I will also be a Honeymoon. I exist, but I am confused, right. Huh." Marchel continued to babble while Juna listened with her chin supported.
"Dee, Udin. You know what a honeymoon is. Yes, when we come. It is good as a mosquito repellent forever. There's me, I want to say that .. I'm ogah, there's no other man!" juna interrupted Marchel who wanted to talk.
"Bas with you. Look out if we will receive your wedding invitation." said Dewi
"Aamiin, O God. If it gets to you guys come." said Marchel looked up at his hands. Zuan just smiled, on the one hand he was happy if Juna married the man who was beside him at this time, Marchel did seem sincere to love Juna. On the other hand, he also wanted a long wait from his sister also ended happily.
Fun conversation between them, did not feel the car had been in the courtyard of the family home Marchel. Beaked women yet still looking beautiful and well-groomed have been waiting for their arrival.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma" said Juna scattering, giving a hug and kiss to Maria.
"That's to see. Whose son who spoiled whom. Heh, it's my Mama." said Marchel, Zuan and Dewi just laughed, while Juna further tightened his embrace.
"Marchel, don't be envious. Both are Mama's children." said Maria anyway.
Zuan and the Goddess kissed the back of Mary's hand. Let's let them in and go straight to the dining table.
"Breakfast first, later we continue to talk" said Maria friendly, treat her guests with a fairly large meal. There is a black glutinous porridge mixed with green beans. Fried rice and white rice, fried noodles and also Makassar coto.
"It's breakfast or lunch, Ma. There are so many choices" Marchel said.
"You don't know what our guests like. So, yes, my mother is the same aunt cook this deh. Come on please, don't hesitate." said Maria.
As soon as the atmosphere became quiet, everyone enjoyed their own food choices. On that table were two bottles of soy sauce that caught Zuan's attention. With a frowning forehead, he watched two people eating different foods but using the contents of the same branded bottle.
"Kompak nih ye" he said glancing at Juna and Marchel. The Goddess and Maria smiled understandingly.
"Just say son, Zuan. They fit right in. So much of its similarities. I don't know when to be official. Aunty can't wait to see their results. Similar to Juna or Marchel later." said Maria anyway.
"Make it, Auntie. I've also clipped gini." Zuan.
Everyone shook their heads, Marchel was never serious. While the girl was still enjoying a plate of fried noodles, her heartbeat was being unstable. His heart beat faster than usual after hearing Maria's words.
The flashback
"The longest time you didn't call. How you doing?" the face of a sweet purple hijab woman was plastered on the screen of Juna's cell phone.
"Yes, understand. Busy people. Hehe" Juna was still using a towel on his head.
"Where are you out of here, you're taking a shower at this hour."
"So it's been my newlyweds' tour guide. So I just got home at eight. Where's my handsome young man?"
"Murojaah is with Abinya."
"Well, not the same age." Juna was lying down, his body feeling sore
"It was murojaah Ummanya, but because there was a phone from the beautiful uwak-uwak, so you have to pick up the phone first, if you do not rampage uwak-uwak." (logat Medan began to sound gaes).
"Hell, don't call uwak. My young cook. Just call sister." said Juna memelas.
"Eh, Junaedi .. what else are you waiting for. Remember age. Marchel has repeatedly said he wants to be serious. Her mother was so close to you. Wherever you were taken. You also said that the doctor's brother, his mother disagreed. Especially to be expected." Oceh Mila
"Yes, I know. But .. ah, where ya. Mama also said that's what I'm waiting for. Papa. Even yesterday when I met Marchel I saw Papa already likes, kind of familiar like that. Where do you think. Is that yes." When these two friends meet, even though only through video calls, the atmosphere seems to change to really be in Medan.
"Give up all to God, He who turns his heart upside down. Only by remembering it does the heart become calm. With a calm heart God willing you can decide which is good and which is not good" said Mila
"Alright ustadzah, thanks for the time. Sleep with me." Juna was feeling sleepy.
"Is the prayer not yet?"
"Hehe, not yet dong."
"Sheesh had just gone to sleep. Do not delay the prayer. Where your soul mate is not delayed." ketus Mila
"Yes, Mom .. Yes, I want to pray for me." Juna got up from his sleep, took the flat object into the bathroom, made sure his friend saw him take ablution.
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Hi dear reader, who has not known Mila yuk acquaintance in the "strength of heart" friendship of Juna and Mila began from there. Who knows, pray Mila forgiven all her sins yes.😊
happy reading 🥰🥰