Viendra And Viona
eps 22's
At the priest's house.
Andra pulled the motor over in front of the priest's house.
”You've arrived? Ali....!” the priest called his son who was in the house.
Viona gets off the bike, she shakes the back of the priest's hand. ”Asalamu 'alaikum. Yes, Mr. priest, we have come.”
”Wa 'alaikum greetings, warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Sit, Nak.”
Viona pulled up a chair and sat down. He saw Andra.
Andra put Viona's bag and her bag on the ground, then, she got off the bike. She lifted her bag and Viona's bag walked into the porch of the house.
Andra put the two bags on the porch and went to greet the back of the priest's hand, and sat down on the chair.
”Yes, Pa! You called Ali?” Ali answered his father's call from the door.
”Iya. Ali... please bring in his suitcase clothes Andra and Viona into the house.” said the priest to his son, Ali.
”Ah, no need Ali. No need, Mr. priest. We can bring it ourselves.” prevent Andra.
”It's okay, don't be so bad. You are my guests. As it should be, we respect you.” said the priest, smiling kindly.
”But..”.
”Come, Ali.take it in her suitcase. Andra's suitcase goes straight to your room. Viona's suitcase, take her to your sister's room. All right, have your mother make you a drink.” once again the priest commands his son.
Andra did not prevent Ali from bringing in her suitcase and Viona's suitcase.
”Iya, Pa. But, this.sorry. Which bag belongs to Abang Andra?” ask Ali to Andra.
”My brown suitcase and Viona's purple suitcase.” replied Andra.
Ali nodded in understanding. He picked up the two suitcases and took them inside the house.
”Thank you, Mr. Imam. Maybe, as long as we stay here, we will be a lot of trouble Mr. Imam.” family said Andra.
”Do not talk like that. I consider you guys like my own children.”
”Thank you, Mr. Imam.”
Not long from the entry of Ali, now, Ali's mother who came out with a tray of drinks. She placed the tray on the table and handed out drinks to Andra, her husband, and Viona.
”Thank you, Mom. Sorry, it's been a hassle.” said Andra and Viona.
Ibu Ali smiled, ”You are not troublesome, it is precisely this sustenance for our family.”
The priest smiled at his good wife. ”Well, heard your mother's word? You guys don't bother us. Come on, at the drink.” the priest invited Andra and Viona to taste the drink. The priest himself, drinking his drink.
”You guys chat first, Mom get inside first.”
”Eh...wait Mom! Can Viona come with mom in?” ask Viona.
The mother laughs amusedly, ”Yes, may be. Come on, go inside.” take her.
”Iya, Mother. Thank you,” Viona stood up and held her drink, entered the house with Ali's mother.
”Andra, can you tell me about your friend?” ask the priest.
”I mean Mr priest, about Viona?”
The priest nodded.
Should Andra tell the priest the truth if she doesn't know Viona? Did she have to say Viona was just following her because she ran away from her house, for refusing an arranged marriage?
What should I say about Viona? I myself have not asked Viona about her, and about her family.
”Viona and Andra, are workplace friends. We're both dating. When she found out I was going to the village to see my mother, she followed me here. He wants..”
”You're not lying?” prune the priest.
Andra's surprised. She's speechless. How does the priest know he's lying?
”Already, you know, you're protecting the girl. What you do not know at all. You will not offend you.” said the priest.
Andra was surprised. The priest really knows he's lying. He did know that the priest was not just anyone in this village. But is the priest that good? Can you even read and guess the right thoughts?
Andra was ashamed of herself. He took his drink and drank his tea while looking at the priest.
The priest smiled. ”There is no shame in Father. Father as a man will do the same as you, protecting our loved ones. Although well.we ourselves are slumped.” he said again.
”Sorry, Mr. Imam. Andra didn't mean to lie to you. And thank you, Mr. priest would like to understand Andra.”
” It's okay. All right, the day is about to enter Maghrib. We should take a shower and get ready for Maghrib prayer, in the mosque.” said the imam.
”Good, Mr. Imam.” Andra finished her tea.
The priest, too, finished his tea. Then the priest went into the house. Andra entered the house with two empty glasses in her hand.
The priest went into his own room. And Andra, she keeps walking into the kitchen. There, he sees Viona looking good friends with the wife and daughter of the priest. They cut vegetables while telling stories.
”Excuse me, this is his dirty glass save where, mom?” ask Andra.
”Oh, just keep it there, Son!” ali's mother pointed at the dishwasher not far from the stovetop.
Andra stepped into the dishwasher and placed the dirty glass there.
”Bu, where is the bathroom, Bu?” ask Andra again.
”You just go into Ali's room, son. Inside Ali's room, there's a private bathroom. If Ali is bathing, and you are hunting, next to the left side wall it is a public bathroom.” replied Ibu Ali.
”Oh, yes, thank you, Mother. But, which room is Ali, Ma'am?” ask Andra again.
”His room Ali... if you see there is an orange door, it is Ali.” replied Ali's mother.
”No, Dra. I will pray at home with my mother and Anisa. Isn't that right, Mom? Nisa?” ask Viona to the mother and the child.
”Iya, Nak Andra, Viona will pray with us, at home.” Ali's mother replied.
”Oh, alright.” Andra left the kitchen. He saw the orange door. He knocked on the door. ”Ali, are you inside?”
Andra did not hear a voice from inside the room. He also did not want to open the door without the permission of the owner of the room.
Again he knocked. ”Ali, can I come in?” ask Andra.
”Bentar, Bang.” sounds legitimately from inside the room.
Andra leaned against the wall of the room, waiting for the door to open. Not long after he waited, the door opened.
”Include, Bang.”
Andra went into the room and closed the door again. It turned out that the walls of Ali's room were orange, not just the door of his room. ”You like orange color?”
”Iya, Bang.”
”You just finished your shower?” Andra saw Ali's hair was still wet.
”Iya, Bang. So, Ali just opened the door for Brother. Bang, that's Brother's suitcase, Ali put it on an empty table, next to Ali.” wardrobe Ali said.
”Oh, yes.” Andra walked over to the place of her suitcase. He took out the toiletries and towels and changed clothes. ”If wash clothes, dry where, Li?”
”That sis, there's a door on the right side. The door was connected directly to the clothesline, behind the house.”
”Oh, okay. I take a shower first.” Andra went to the bathroom after seeing Ali's nod of the head.
”The love of Andra's brother, maybe if he knew the woman he was protecting had a relationship with the snake demon, maybe bang Andra did not want to take the woman with him to this village.” muttered Ali, while looking at Andra's back that went into the bathroom.
A few minutes passed, Andra had finished her bath and had changed clothes. She saw Andra open another door while carrying the clothes she had washed.
After that, Andra went back inside the room while rubbing her wet hair with a towel.
The sound of tahrim has been heard from the mosque. Ali immediately put on the sarong. Andra, too, was wearing her prayer clothes.
”Yuk, Bang, wait for the father on the terrace.” invite Ali.
Andra according. He and Ali came out of the room and went to the terrace, they were both sitting waiting for the priest.
”Bang, Brother has known sister Viona for a long time?” ask Ali.
”Iya, passable. About six months. Why?”
”Nothing.” replied Ali.
The Maghrib Adhan is being proclaimed. Coinciding with that, the priest came out of the house.
”Andra, Ali, let's go.” take the priest.
”Iya, Sir.”
The three of them walked together to the mosque. The mosque they were heading to was not too far away just passing about eight houses from their own homes.
Right after the adhan was completed, they had stepped on the terrace of the mosque. Someone saw the priest had come, Iqamah was in motion.
All the worshippers stood and marched, and Ali and Andra stood at the last saf. While the priest, he went ahead. The priest who led the congregation to pray.
”Alla..hu Akbar!” the priest starts the prayer leading the prayer.
All the worshipers of the sons and daughters follow the steps of the priest, of course with the code ”Allahu Akbar”
”Allahu akbar!” the priest said in a low voice. Which signifies the final tasyahud. ”Assalamu 'alaikum warahmatullaah” pak imam tilts his head slightly to the right.
”Assalamu 'alaikum warahmatullaah.” pak imam turned again to the left. The three rakaat Maghrib prayers have been completed.
Now they all turned their hands up to recite the prayer.
”Aamiin!” the priest swept his face with his hands closing the prayer.
”Aamiin!” sahut the worshippers, secured and swept his face with their hands.
They all shook hands and dispersed from the mosque.
Andra and Ali were waiting for the imam on the terrace of the mosque.
”Didn't the priest know well that the woman Andra brought to his house the priest was a snake stealth cabal?”
”Iya, I'm also curious about it.”
”Not only that, I heard Andra teamed up with the woman to look for the collision.”
”What? Pity the family of the priest if made a sacrifice for the fall of the woman.”
Andra and Ali heard the whispers of the princess worshippers passing by them.
Andra was embarrassed. Athaghfirullah! The news of the snake demon, has it spread all over the villagers? Who spread this? Did Dion? And he immediately accused me and Viona of being a snake plot.
Ali looked at Andra who kept looking down. ”Already, do not think about the news of the obscure bird, Bang. After all, we believe in both Brother and Viona.” he said. He just comforts Andra.
Andra just smiled thinly.
”Ali, Andra, have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, you are being talked to by other pilgrims.” said the priest.
”No, Pa. We also just came out from inside.” Ali answered.
”Oh, let's go home.” take the priest sir.
Ali and Andra nodded. The three of them walked home together. However, throughout the journey Andra continued to think about who spread this slander.
