TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Base Camp Jomlo

"Thifa," Zafir called out as if he knew Thifa was being threatened by her interrogation.

"Yes, brother," Thifa said without raising her head.

Thifa was worried she was lecturing more deeply about her relationship with Satriya.

"Don't trust Satriya too much. Looking good in front is not necessarily good at the back. Brother's advice, investigate first Satriya's life," said Zafir sage.

Thifa exhaled deeply, "Newly also dibatin already nyampe in the ear alone," Thifa grumbled inwardly.

But he had no choice but to listen.

"So, it doesn't mean you don't like your relationship. But, Brother does not want to happen bad things with Thifa," continued Zafir.

"It's not just the brother who is worried, Thifa's father and mother also have the same concerns" Zafir explained.

In his silence, Thifa confirmed Zafir's advice. There are a lot of points he can take here.

The ending has been the grumbling edition in Thifa's heart.

"Thank you, brother," replied Thifa.

"OKAY. Take care of yourself, yeah!" the word Zafir reminds Thifa.

"You're young, your future is long. Your ideals must also exceed mother," said Zafir.

"Thifa's ambition is just to be a housewife, doang Kak," said Thifa quickly raised her face.

"Thifa doesn't want to be as busy as her patient in the hospital" Thifa said with a frown remembering how busy Mitha was.

Instantly he forgot his anxiety diomeli Zafir about Satriya.

"To be a housewife is more difficult and must be smart. Because the mother figure is the first madrasah for her son." Zafir's smile expands when Thifa has begun to be carried away by the relaxed atmosphere he created.

"Your mother works, she makes money for Thifa too" Zafir teased.

"What's the money from dad less, huh Brother? Until you have to work, is that it?" thifa exclaimed while thinking about her mother.

Zafir chuckled at hearing that.

"Maybe yes, maybe not" Zafir replied.

"The answer's hanging, is it?" kepo Thifa's.

"Lha, how do you know? Don't you think mom and dad never told sister?" sahut Zafir's.

"Yes too, huh?" the word Thifa justifies Zafir's speech.

"Because sometimes people work it is not just looking for money, but also inner satisfaction" said Zafir.

"Eat the pecel, yuk! The front stall was delicious, you know!" take Zafir while pointing at Bu Yayuk's shop across the street.

Thifa nodded, agreeing with Zafir's invitation. Inner Thifa, "When again eat free with Brother Zafir. He's mah, he's stingy. If you spend money, it must be a calculation first at the beginning." Thifa said in his heart.

Thifa mana dared to nag Zafir directly, she preferred to hold back. That's not good, Thifa.

By the way.

Error Thifa, Zafir is not stingy. He mah, sparing. College kids who have not worked where have a lot of money.

Yes, although the Sultan's son, Zafir is slightly different from his two twin brothers.

Zafran, at a young age has received the burden of the company from Papi Carlos. Auto money can be saved.

However, in line with his heavy responsibility to Renata.

While Zafira, although newly married to a rich man adored his heart Uncle Iyan. Still he has a lot of savings from the results of teaching at the pesantren.

Well, Zafir, he still often relies on pocket money from Desta. Although he also had activities to help Umma in the pesantren, the results were not comparable to those of Zafran and Zafira.

Savings are deliberately stored for sudden needs later or for business capital.

Until the motorbike is still used has Zafran then the car also has Buya. Although it looks old-fashioned, Zafir likes it.

Especially the machine is recalcitrant. Buya still diligently took him to the workshop for routine service.

So, don't tell Zafir to be stingy again, Thifa.

"Later night Satriya slingshot?" ask Zafir on the way home.

"No, it seems, brother. He said he was busy at home" replied Thifa.

"Ooh, so," said Zafir flatly.

I don't know what's in his brain right now.

***

"Duh, this house turned out to be the base camp of true singles," cried Aqeela as soon as she entered the house and found Zafir, Devan and Malik were gathering.

Gegas Malik greets Zafir's new mother and father.

"Assalamualaikum, Umma, Buya" said Malik

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Aqeela and Desta.

"Night, Umma, Buya," Devan greeted Aqeela and Desta as Malik.

"Malem, Van," replied Aqeela and Desta.

"You are still at home ngejomlo, aja," ledek Aqeela who only smelled Malik and Devan.

"Greetings from Mama, Umma," said Aqeela.

"Alhamdulillah" jawan Malik.

"Mama wanted to come, but I forbid. Zafir Umma said to not at home," said Malik.

"Yes, what a pity. Greetings back to your mother. If Umma has not bothered to play in your house," replied Aqeela disappointed.

"Wait, yes Umma," cried Malik.

"God willing, there's a big lecture again sono!" aqeela said as she pulled up Desta's hand to take her upstairs.

"Fir," call Devan back to his original position.

"What?" sahut Zafir's.

"Emak, Mr elo gaul really, anyway? Try that my dad's mom?" babble Devan.

"Accept the fate of elo," ledek Zafir while giggling accompanied by Malik.

"You're not concerned about even ngetawain," grumbled Devan.

"Sister, take it! After all, Brother never lacks anything.it is also worth being grateful because not all children are as lucky as Brother, for example!" Appoint Zafir to Malik.

"What the hell?" Malik turned Zafir's hand.

"It's still luckier for me. Try to see Hadi and his friends. How is their life and fate?" malik replied to remind about Hadi who was once a street child.

"Tuh, right Brother. If Ustadz had been dawuh, dengerin," Zafir's insolence confirmed Malik's speech.

Malik chuckled at Zafir's teasing.

"Elo if you say do not use the language of the lodge children do not understand me," said Malik pretender.

"Not straight," replied Zafir with a special accent Suroboyoan.

"So come out, right?" zafir exclaimed as he glanced at the watch in his left hand.

"So, dong. To a normal place?" ask Malik.

"Seek for another location, my boss?" devan.

"Mo to Alif's?" goda Zafir is fishing for his two best friends.

"Why are you sure you want to go there?" Look Devan in disbelief.

"I am, you see! Stay cus. Pay, come in. Where isn't it?" reply Zafir.

"There's a lot of hot girls, right? Who was looking for a sexy girl? There, the place. So, how are you guys free?" zafir Stove.

"That's what you want?" ledek Malik's.

"Not to distract attention" continued Malik.

"Hahaaaa," Devan's laughter broke out hearing Malik and Zafir arguing.

"Gue want to go there with a note of elo drinking whatever I drink? How's it?" challenge Devan.

"Drink what? Mostly water?" ledek Zafir's.

"I'm not sure you want an alcoholic drink. Not going to what pure tomorrow?" said Zafir remind Devan about his weekly worship routine to puree.

"Yes, the look, deh." Devan stared at Zafir.

"We went to the viral cafe, how? Kepo ama. Do you know if I can take you there?" devan's advice is taken by Malik and Zafir. However, with a variety of boos that they continue to emit during the trip.

****

Connect, gaess ...

Dawuh is from the Javanese language means speech.

Speech delivered from people who are more noble in terms of religion, such as Ustad, Kyai and Ulama.