TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

Malik and Devan

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Zafir looked out the window, the room he used to pray.

A large wooden window facing directly into the yard.

Zafir circulated his gaze, from where he stood he could see a small puree in one corner of the house.

He really felt awkward because he did not observe around well so that he was not aware if he was colonized by his friends.

"Well, Fir?" ask Malik who will use the room.

"Udah," Zafir replied as he exited the room.

****

Three days earlier. Devan and Malik visit Aqeela's house without Zafir's knowledge.

"You guys, tumben here nyari Umma?" aqeela asked in astonishment to see her two best friends visiting her specifically to meet her.

"Yes, nih Umma. there needs to be the same Umma," replied Devan.

"Uwik, it feels like an important person, Umma," Aqeela replied with a small laugh.

"Ge-eR aja, nih Umma," ledek Malik.

Aqeela laughed at Malik's words.

"Umma, we want to kidnap Zafir. Can, huh?" malik asked pleading.

"Have you seen Umma's permission?" olok Aqeela while chuckling.

"Well, he's still Umma's responsibility as Buya's, '" Devan replied.

Ajeela laughed again.

"What do you want, anyway?" aqeela asked for an explanation.

"We plan to take Zafir for a walk so that Fely does not keep thinking" explained Devan.

"Where?" ask Umma.

"Bali" Malik said.

Aqeela fell silent. Thinking of agreeing or not to the request of his son's friend.

"For a long time, if Umma. at least three days," Devan assured Aqeela.

"Foolah. You set your own," replied Aqeela asserting Zafir's friends.

"But Umma and Buya have to promise. This plan did not leak to Zafir," exclaimed Malik reminded Aqeela and Desta.

"Yes, Umma same Buya promise will not leak everything. Buya's business later Umma who said," said Aqeela.

"Iyesss, Umma is always the best" Malik said.

"Mode," Aqeela replied to the laughter of the two.

"We bole into Zafir's room?" malik asked after his laughter subsided because he wanted to surprise his best friend.

Aqeela allowed the two to prepare whatever Zafir needed.

That's how Malik and Devan, asking for permission and taking Zafir's parents along.

****

Now they are at Juanda airport to Bali.

"That's it, yeah!" zafir was upset.

"We why?" exclaim Malik.

"Nyebelin, ngeselin, but it can always make me touched," exclaimed Zafir staring at the ticket that Malik brought.

Malik does not allow Zafir to bring his own ticket, fearing things will happen. Sort of, tickets ripped off, Zafir ran away and stuff.

The point is he anticipates only for the plan to succeed and succeed.

"We are always the best" Devan said, slapping Zafir's shoulder with a soft laugh.

"Asiyaap," cried Zafir.

A call from the airport operator said the plane they were boarding was ready.

All passengers who want to go to Bali, immediately move from the waiting chair to the runway.

***

Three days in Bali makes Zafir's mind a little calm. Although Fely's shadow sometimes still comes.

Forgetting is easy and takes a process.

Thanks to their help, he was able to go to Bali impromptu. Enjoy the beauty of kute, Nusa Dua, city land, Pandawa beach, and other tourist attractions that make it entertained.

Fely's case keeps him busy not to mention Thifa and Satriya.

Zafir really calmed down as he wished, with nothing to disturb. Even his cell phone for three days was confiscated by Malik.

His friend deliberately turned off the power of his phone from the landing plane until the plane returned to Surabaya.

While in Bali, when contacting his parents he used Malik's mobile phone.

Aqeela and Desta laughed back and forth to hear Zafir's story about the behavior of his children's friends.

However, he was also grateful because his son's friends had a high sense of concern for the calamity that befell Zafir.

"How's Bali?" ask Uncle Iyan who happened to visit Aqeela's house with Zafira when Zafir just arrived from Bali.

"Still kayaking first. He has not moved to Java, really," replied Zafir with a hilarious.

"Lo's oath, yeah. Pengen Uncle pites," said Julian anxious.

He asked seriously, but he answered originally.

Damn, the answer. If true Bali can be moved to Surabaya. What about the beach and the tourists.

In the heart of Zafira's husband it could only chuckle at hearing him.

"I'm resting, first yes!" pamit Zafir's.

"If you want to eat, drink or anything, please serve yourself. We're not in guest-serving mode" Zafir ran into the room before Julian got even more upset.

The sound of laughter sounded so loose while running, Zafira and Julian to gawk because not usually Zafie can after that.

As far as they know, Zafir is a stiff, cold and hard-to-guess guy tiipe. Jaidi saw Zafir's work today they were a bit of a surprise.

"Where's he coming, huh Mas?" ask Zafira.

"Suddenly speaking sodara jendair kesambet," said Aqeela who had been watching her daughter's son.

"Who's welcome, Umma?" ask Desta who just joined.

"Buya's son who just came, tuh. The time to come home from Bali has been kayak jokers," Zafira said

Desta chuckled at the reports of his daughter.

"Udah just yesterday. Maybe his heart was happy again.rather than sad continue to kayak yesterday. We too,/we're the hard ones" replied Desta.

"Yes, really, really" Julian said.

"you eat first, there!" peirntah Aqeela told her husband, son and daughter-in-law not to continue arguing about Zafir.

"Buyaaa," called Ara who had just returned from the mosque. Next to him was Aira who entered with a loud breath.

From the clothes they were wearing, it was clear that the two had just finished martial arts training.

"what are you doing?" yelled Desta who turned his head as his name was called Ara.

"Main salto," Ara replied directly sitting at the dining table.

"Ra, wash your hands first!" ayra reminded her brother.

"Eh, yes, that's exactly what Ayra said. Ara's been washing her hands yet?" ask Desta gently.

Ara grumbled softly while pouting, she seemed reluctant to head for the sink. However, because the rules in the house if entering the house must wash hands and feet then inevitably Ara must obey.

"What are you doing?" aqeela asked after her two twin daughters returned from the bathroom.

"Not a word" Ayra replied.

"Boong, Umma," said Ara.

"Then?" aqeela asked staring at the two in turn.

"Ayra abis match," Ara exclaimed in an annoyed tone.

"Well, that's normal, honey," said Aqeela.

"It should be after Ayra turns Ara. Uh, Ara's turn is up. Kan, very sprained, Umma," complained Ara

Aqeela and the others almost laughed out loud with Ara's honesty and innocence. However, they hurriedly held on because the twins were as sensitive if they had to be different.

"Just imagine, if Ara was really comparable. How do you guys get home? Afternoon and evening, dong? If the others are looking for their parents, how?" nssehat Buy.

Ara was silent confirming Desta's speech.

"Where would you compare to Brother Fira, only?" challenge Zafira.

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