Turning Hell into Heaven

44. Mystery guests?

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Dara and friends present again to accompany the leafan we all😁

Happy reading😘

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Seven days passed since the arrival of the mysterious guest. The change of hours in the next few days was through Dara with the submission of report after report to Lusi and Doctor Angga in a period of not forty-five minutes as the previous agreement but to three thirty minutes.

Their familiarity is proven by the close proximity of Lusi and Doctor Angga with the ART Dara. Dara, who does not want to make her friends worried, chooses to shut up about the mysterious guest from Lusi and Doctor Angga.

But in the end, Dara had to accept as if in duakan by Mbok Inem and Rani who also established a close relationship with his friends. They, Mbok Inem and Rani secretly compact to give details of the arrival of mysterious guests to Lusi and Doctor Angga based on the viewpoints of each of the two. Although the main problem of the details of the report are both the same, the presence of mysterious guests 'troubles'.

Departing from the unrest, via their contact group in communicating, and, the decision that cannot be challenged is set by Lusi and Doctor Angga Bahwasnya a Herlambang Dara obliged to give the latest report on his condition to his super friends attention in the tempo every thirty minute.

Appreciating the care of his friends, without burden Dara did the deal. And there is great wisdom for someone among them with the necessity of Dara constantly reporting his activities. A close relationship feels familiar. Longing that used to always slip without any gaps to calm down, since intense communication wrapped in the name of the report became increasingly maintained longing and found a place to be properly realized.

The happy wisdom was felt by Doctor Angga. Without having to act like a high school boy who is kasmaran, by spreading the reason in seeking attention in building communication, Doctor Angga in the form of a report accidentally always knows the latest information about the idol. Personal communication between the two, Doctor Angga and Dara was intertwined closer, familiar and warm.

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After being told by Mbok Inem there was Doctor Angga who was visiting, Dara who was playing with his children was about to stop the activity in order to welcome the presence of a friend. However, Dara stopped playing with Azkia and Alsava.

Doctor Angga after greeting Dara at a glance even included himself in playing with the two Dara princesses. Although not the first time to find this, see how his children can be familiar with Doctor Angga cold, and, the feeling that Dara felt when she saw her children with Doctor Angga remained and always the same, namely happy.

'It turns out, the Ice has a rare warm side, which is difficult to see by people in general.'

Dara concluded her point of view towards Doctor Angga with a monologue.

Be some time on the weekend was spent by Dara and Doctor Angga to chat with Azkia and Alsava with excitement and laughter. Until finally the nap time for children must stop activities between them.

"Om Doctor, it will be finished Adek and Brother bobok afternoon we really play together again yes," Little Alsava reaffirmed the agreement that the three of them made.

"Yes. Now Adek and Big Brother are a good afternoon, huh?"

Doctor Angga chimed in Alsava's remarks. Immediately the two little girls nodded and ran to their rooms to take a nap immediately. Expect the sooner you sleep, the sooner you wake up, the sooner you can return to play.

"Ahaiii, sweet sweet" suddenly Lusi's carefree voice made Doctor Angga and Dara turn their eyes to the source of the voice.

"Well, all of a sudden, when's nyampe?" Dara stood up to welcome Lusi. Gave her a small hug and kiss on each of her best friend's cheeks.

Lusi who stood, without being allowed to take a sitting position next to Dara, faced with Doctor Angga.

"Didih, who is still busy building a happy family, his best friend came just unconscious. He even said suddenly. How often do I confirm if I want to come here?" Lusi responded to Dara's previous question.

Doctor Angga who heard one of the choices of Susi's sentences, 'build a happy family' so blush her cheeks. And in his heart whispered, Aamiin.

Dara's misbehaved, patting Lusi's shoulders gently.

"What the hell is that, anyway,?" dara's Response.

Next they laughed together.

"People, your needs are the same as Dara's, have you?"

In between eating a snack that Dr. Angga had brought before, Lusi asked. The one who got the question a little surprised then regained control of himself, returning to cold mode.

"What do you mean?" Doctor Angga answered the question by asking.

"Aisss, I'd like to come here most because I need a friend to chat about the weirdness of life as a good IRT as well as a professional worker. And the best chatter friends are Azkia and Alsava's mak. Continues you? besides being missed, what needs are you trying? has it been conveyed yet? don't let my sudden presence bother you both."

After saying so Lusi who deliberately teased Doctor Angga and Dara gave a smile, holding back a laugh.

Doctor Angga and Dara who want to cover up the wrong attitude after hearing Lusi's words, simultaneously grabbed a pot of drinks on the table. The fingers of the two touched a little, their erroneous attitude grew, Lusi who looked at him also laughed crisply.

"Heart nih yee," teased Lusi again.

Doctor Angga again grabbed the teapot shortly after Dara removed his hand from the teapot. He poured the contents of the teapot into Dara's glass, then just filled his own glass and calmly drank it.

"Tuh, it's been poured, not just in the eyes, in the drink donk Dara ahh" Lusi blinked one eye to Dara.

Dara pinched the little thigh of her friend from under the table. Lusi grimaced and then laughed again.

"What's that sound?"

Doctor Angga's question made Lusi stop his laughter. Those on the back porch of Dara's house, equally focused hearing from low boisterous sounds like a crowd heard from a distance.

Rani came half a small run in front of the three of them. He who was a little tired of looking at Dara lekat then said, "In front there is a procession of Bu"

"Fathering?" Dara and Lusi compact expressed confusion.

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Some men wearing black suits appeared to be lined up neatly with parcels in each hand. Traditional music from various regions typical for a wedding should be heard clearly from behind the rows of flat-faced men who tirelessly hold the parcel.

Dara, Lusi and Doctor Angga and Rani and Mbok Inem who are dominated by astonishment focus on witnessing unique events in front of them, precisely in the courtyard of Dara's house.

After the sound of music such as pageantry is no longer heard, Mr. Saleh is seen emerging from behind the line, carrying a speaker complete with a microphone. Then a young man who was no stranger in their eyes came up from behind the line.

If usually the young man is seen with a style wearing a t-shirt covered in a shirt without buttons and jeans style bebel, with sneakers, with shoes, this time he looked a hundred and eighty degrees in reverse.

Wearing a luxurious and classy tuxedo suit is red, shiny black pantofel shoes, and hairstyles that were previously half-shake shorter. The cool-looking hairstyle focuses on the presence of a collection of hair on the top of the head that is shiny fresh as if it is always wet, the effect of using hair oil appropriately, and the, the hair on the side is made thinner giving the impression of clean and tidy. A half gondrong hair suit becomes hair with a model named, Faux hawk. The appearance makes the man look charming.

"Radith?" each of the astonished people muttered the same name immediately realizing who the figure before them was.

Radit received a microphone delivered by Mr. Saleh. Then use it according to its function, conveying something with an increased level of sound volume so that it is easy to listen to by everyone around him.

... Dara Herlambang,...

... know,...

... if dilan's job is to miss, the,...

... I'm more than that!...

...my job, make you happy in the fullest way,...

...and I like it....

...Dara Herlambang whom I adore and love,...

...help me perfect that task,...

...in the frame of household mahligai....

Dara, Lusi, Dr. Angga, Rani and Mbok Inem were flabbergasted to hear the verse that Radit chanted with his words. What is depicted in the facial features of each of them as an expression after hearing a strand of words from Radit, it is difficult to describe visually. Sad, pity, funny, weird, happy, confused everything fused together, complete in their face ripples.

"Ehemmm"

Ngiiinn.

Mr. Saleh who cleared his throat through the microphone that he took from Radit, causing a buzz from the loudspeaker so that it slightly hurt the function of the ear that was there. Mr. Saleh hastily turned off the speaker in his bin. Mr. Saleh looked at Dara and then spread his shoulders while pointing at Radit who was struggling in front of Dara. Perhaps it was meant to have Dara respond to Radit's dramatic actions just now.

"Have a go, huh,?" doubtful Dara asked.

Hearing that, Radit stood up. He rubbed his knees a few times while grimacing. His hand He shook towards the youth based behind him. The compact of the youths walked forward, splitting the ranks of Dara and the others that formed by accident.

A moment later the young men who entered Dara's house came out without carrying any more parcels in his hands. They continued to walk towards the outside of the fence Dara house until only one Radit left in the middle of the yard.

"So not come in?" ask Radit.

"Ah yes, come in. Come in please" Dara dalabakan answer Radit's questions that seem demanding.

Now the four close friends are already in the living room of Dara's house.

"Ehemm, I'm sorry. It must be me who is missing from the circulation of our circle of life that worries you. Aren't you? sorry, yes" Radit opened his voice.

Dara, Lusi and Doctor Angga who are still covered in shock with the events outside the house had not been able to respond anything, they were silent.

"The past few days, I have been meditating to gain an enlightenment on the path of life that I must determine regarding my feelings for you Dara, which I feel I can no longer afford to be quiet. So, I came to the conclusion that I wanted our relationship to be more than just friends. You know what I mean, right? I want to be Azkia and Alsava's father, "quietly and confidently Radit is back.

"Geez!" pekik Mbok Inem's.

"Why Mbok?" ask Radit.

Mbok Inem who came with a tray containing several glasses of drink shook his head hurriedly.

"It's okay Den Radit, it's so heavy, it's Den,"

Mbok Inem spoke at random to cover up the true meaning of the 'astaga' that he uttered when he heard the final sentence of Radit.

"Oh so, here and here let me help" Radit stood up, He took a tray from Mbok Inem's hand to then put it on the table. Mbok Inem presents the glasses in front of each of them.

"So Dara, how is it? you want to make me the father of your children?" Radit asked back.

"Geez!" pekik Rani anyway.

"What's Rani?" Radit asked back.

"Ah this, anu, this heavy tray" as long as Rani reasoned to cover her surprise at hearing Radit's question to the employer.

"Weight too? mbok Inem was like that too, here let me help," Radit stood up again and re-designed the scene as he did to Mbok inem a moment ago.

"Ohh, this snack is a lot of fast just heavy" Radit put the tray Rani's luggage on the table. Rani followed in the footsteps of Mbok Inem, neatly arranged the dish he brought.

"Become?" Radit waved his hand at Dara who looked dreamy.

"Ah yes, what is Dit?" rhetorical Dara.

"Come, let's drink and taste the food first" Dara said again.

Dara, Lusi and Doctor Angga compactly gulped down to almost exhaust the contents of their glasses. There is a sense of shock that they must be aware of in watering drinks in order to gradually give a sense of calm. While Radit drank, and began to grab some snacks casually.

"Radit, where are you? how do you think people are possessed?" ask Lusi.

"The evil genie of love, hehehe" replied Radit with a laugh.

"css. I seriously know," murmured Lusi.

"Where I meditate is not important Buk Designer, the important result of my semedy it gives me the confidence and strength to justify the idol, ahemm" Radit replied calmly as he glanced at Dara.

"You mean that the seminary ran away, exiled, disappeared without news? huh uh?" doctor Angga's turn asked with a flat face aura, as flat as his speech intonation.

"Don't be so serious Doc, it's scary tau!" seloroh Radit with an expression as if afraid.

"Radit, you're great, successful, and basically a fun personality. But, try to act more mature by thinking good is bad as a result of an action you do,"

Doctor Angga did not respond to Radit's clumsiness in the slightest, instead emphasizing the serious impression in the ripples of his face and voice.

"Eitss, what's going on, bro? do you feel like you've lost a step in taking our love?" Radit then had a small smile.

Doctor Angga let out a long breath.

"On the steps of the approach to Dara, let it be our respective business. What I mean is, the result of your actions disappearing suddenly makes Dara get an unpleasant visit from someone!" doctor Angga.

"What do you mean it's me?" the heavy voice of someone interrupted.

Dara and Lusi who had previously focused on staring at Doctor Angga, as a result of being complacent with his thoughtful speech immediately circulated the view towards the door, where the heavy voice came from.

"Mysterious guest?" mummified Dara.

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