
"Who the hell is mbok?"
Dara was in a wheelchair pushed by Rani rushed to follow Inem's mbok towards the main door of Dara's house to see who the guests who had been repeatedly ringing the bell to come when the residents of the house just want to do various morning routines after carrying out dawn worship.
"Radith?" Ask Dara confused.
Radit was sitting inside Dara's house, in the living room which accented the minimalist style.
Radit asked Dara to call every occupant of his house except Saleh who was not at home and usually will come to the house soon to be ready to take care of things about the vehicle that Dara possess. Mr. Saleh did not stay at the Dara residence but lived in a rented house not far from the Dara house area.
After all gathered, Dara introduced each other except Rani with Radit, although accidentally before her in the children's gallery, mbok Inem and Radit had already passed each other.
Radit said the intention of his arrival was that he invited Dara and her children and everyone at home to go to a place that he had prepared to both enjoy the weekend. And they had to leave this morning also because the trip would be quite time-consuming.
"Radit, I really appreciate your offer but like I said, I can't. Actually it's because today is my therapy schedule with Dr. Angga. Sorry yes, maybe next time with more mature and not sudden preparation like this" explained Dara.
"Ah turns out doctor Angga is her problem. Why didn't you say that from earlier? if I have already solved that. I've contacted Angga's doctor about this" Radit said casually.
"Huh?" Mumbles Dara.
"If you do not believe just try to contact the person concerned, doctor Angga the man as cold as snow" continued Radit.
Because of the insistence of children, mbok Inem and Rani finally Dara who objected to having to contact Angga doctor outside of his working hours ventured to also press the call button on his mobile screen then, he said,
"alright. Thank you doc"
Said Dara to the interlocutor on the other end of the phone even without knowing the response to his speech earlier because Angga doctor had unilaterally turned off the phone connection.
"So, how's Bun?" Tanya Azkia enthusiastically.
Dara sighed then with the typical style of doctor Angga in speech, he repeated the Angga doctor's speech with him on the phone earlier,
"If you call me this early outside of work hours just to make sure that I as a doctor have allowed the absence of patients for therapy in the clinic today, then the answer is YES. So just go and have fun"
"Yeayyyy" Shouted compactly from the entire house except Dara.
"But we have no preparation. Wouldn't it be better if we just go next time when everything is prepared carefully?"
Dara asked on the air who she was. Dara only felt confused because she was invited to travel suddenly by Radit, a man who had not been in a friendship with her for a long time. Not to mention having to bring family members and other residents of the house.
Radit's speech breaks the concentration of Dara who is confused to give a decision.
"Hey..Hola.. Assalamu'alaikum, how? ready yet?" Susie emerged from the living room door.
"Gosh Dara, why isn't she ready yet? Mr. Saleh is ready. Ouch the others are also still wearing nightgowns and negligent again" Gerrutu Lusi.
Dara who still does not really understand what happened again is more confused by the appearance of Mr. Saleh who is neat with a typical uniform of people ready to peak.
"Lusty?" Dara tried to ask for an explanation from her best friend.
"What else? Aiss is going to be five W's and H's"
Susi moved to sit next to Azkia and Alsava who also put on a confused look.
"You are helped by Rani yes get ready, aunt help your Mother first" said Lusi.
"Assalamu'alaikum"
"Sultan?" Rhetoris Dara on the source of the greeting.
"That greeting was answered Dara, instead of saying hello what else to ask"
The one giving the greeting named Sultan was already sitting on the other part of an empty seat in the living room while holding a boy
who fell asleep in his arms. They are the Sultan, Lusi's husband. And their son who was the same age as Azkiah was named Faatir.
Dara is like being surrounded from all directions.
The front direction in the brackish sense of refusing the invitation of a friend, from the right left did not have the heart to see the look on the face of the children, mbok Inem, mbok, and Rani whose face is compact displays an aura of hope that narrates 'let's go' and perfecting the siege from behind that is his own best friend complete with his family.
And the siege is more complete and perfect with the presence of Mr. Saleh who is ready to drive a vehicle to drive Dara family.
As a result, so the morning after dawn is the beginning of an impromptu journey to vacation no less suddenly for Dara and her entourage.
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