When Destiny Says Another

Chapter 8 Lunch Together

At the Riska house. After entering the room, Riska went straight into the bathroom to clean herself and change clothes with house clothes. When Riska was combing her long black hair in front of the mirror suddenly crossed Reza's face when their views had met when in the cafeteria earlier.

"Astagfirulah... Why did he come to my mind? " Risk speaks for itself.

"I'd rather go to the dining room now, than be alone in the room so remember that face is a creature".

Riska out of her room, it turns out there is already a mother and her two brothers who are waiting for the arrival of Riska to have lunch together at the dining table. While eating interspersed with jokes and chat - small talk about each activity at school and on campus. Suddenly Ka Rini spoke

"Great looh the first day of school already has fans, handsome creatures too".

" Beautiful guy? "Ask mama and Ka Rina in wonder.

" Yes, Zia was coming home with us, Zia told me that Riska there is someone who continues to eat, handsome her people, iiih kaka so curious as to what is she? Mana with Kim Soo Hyun" Celoteh Ka Rini.

"Kim Soo Hyun? Who is Ka? " Task mom.

"Ituloh ma, a very handsome Korean artist, who is in the drakor" replied Ka Rini.

"You're watching Rin's drakor" asked Ka Rina.

"Ehhh... No. I was just curious to know what kind of drakor and I was curious about the Korean artist my friend idolized" replied Ka Rini.

"Ooh... Mama thought you were following drakor".

Not long home phone rang, bi iyem also raised the phone, not long later bi iyem facing mom

" Mom, Father of the telephone"

"Oh yeah bi, thank you"

" samely".

Mom talked to papa on the phone. After receiving the phone call from papa, mom re-assembled with us at the dinner table.

"Papa said he would come home soon, because he was not doing much work in the office and he also received a phone from Ustadz Farhad, he said he was with Umm Ida to visit our house later in the afternoon. Before we called him Ummi Ida, we called him Ustadzah Ida, but then the young man asked us to call Umm Ida to be more familiar.

Ustadz Farhad is the owner of Pondok Pesantren Nur Hidayah in my city. When Ustadz or Umm Ida were filling out studies at the mosque, we often followed their studies.

Ustadz Farhad and Umm Ida often asked papa to come at least once a week, to justify our reading all during murojaah and give a little tausiah.

Ummi Ida is a teacher who teaches Riska and both kakanya teach, they can read the Qur'an from starting to stammer until finally they can read it smoothly. Ummi Ida always encouraged Riska and her two brothers when they first learned to teach. Ummi Ida gave advice that

The first time papa said that he would bring Ustadzah to teach Riska and his two brothers to teach, all objected but Riska and his two brothers knew the protest was free, because if you have made a decision can not be denied. Finally Riska and her two brothers made a plan, we will pretend to fall asleep in the hours approaching Umm Ida will come. Did our plan work? Of course not, because we think with us pretending to sleep Umm Ida chose to go back home, in fact Umm Ida wanted to wait until we woke up. As a result we feel guilty himself, it turns out he was so patient and friendly to face us.

It is very nice to be able to have lunch together like this, a rare moment we can have lunch together, because usually we have been preoccupied with each other's activities.

Mama's cooking was not restless, mama is certainly very happy for her children to eat very greedy. Not long later I heard the Dhuhur prayer adhan, Riska permission to enter the room to perform prayers. After the completion of the prayer Riska always took the time to read the Quran, because anyone who reads only one letter from the Qur'an will get good once and every one good will be reciprocated ten times.

After finishing reading the Qur'an Riska keeps his Qur'an back on the shelf in his room, then Riska felt sleepy so Riska decided to take a nap for a while and did not forget to set the alarm worried sleep later.

An hour later, the alarm went off that was a sign that Riska should wake up. Watch the clock on the wall

"Ahh afternoon is still a long time, I want to go to the room first while waiting for the ashar time to arrive". Riska speaks for herself.

Riska chose a novel on the bookshelf in her room to fill her time. Not feeling the prayer ashar reverberate, Riska also performed her prayer and after the prayer Riska chose to take a bath so that the body feels fresher, considering that later in the afternoon their family will have special guests.

After neatly complete with her veil, Riska chose to leave the room, it turns out there is already Papa in the family room is busy watching the news on television. Riska approached her papa.

"Eh papa's home, when did he arrive? "

"The son of this papa from before the time ashar papa has arrived at the house son, just papa asked the mother where you and kaka-kaka, where you are, mama said you were resting in the room so papa wouldn't interrupt your rest".

" Oh yes mama has said that Ustadz Farhad and Umm Ida want to come? "

"It's pa, so I'm tidy, I want to help mommy first yes pa in the kitchen".

Riska approached her mother who was busy in the kitchen assisted by bi Iyem and Ka Rini.

" God my mother's son is beautiful at this hour".

"Alhamdulillah ma, just after the ashar all take a bath so fresh, here anyone can help Riska not? "

"It's all ready anyway, just cut the fruits, mama want to be ready first yes".

" Here are the fruits let me cut" said Riska.

"You also want to get ready first yes de, later Ustadz and Ummi come Ka Rini still stinks again, hehehe... "

"Yes there I'm ready, the rest let me be the same bi Iyem who is finished".

It did not feel the time had shown at 5 pm, the sound of our fence was opened by Pa Mamat. Pa Mamat was our housekeeper and was the husband of bi Iyem, It looks like Ustadz Farhad has arrived. We all welcome the arrival of Ustadz Farhad and Umm Ida. Seen a very unpretentious figure down from the car, namely Ustadz Farhad and Ummi Ida.