When the Orange Tassbih

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b h h u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u h h h h h h h h h h u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u u h h h h h u u u u u u u, less than five minutes at twelve.

Then I slowly raised my head with a slight groan. There's pain in my back. And at that very moment, there was someone beside me, holding back my movements, while saying!

And I turned my face to the right.

Oh, I know a young woman standing to the right, near my head.

The woman returned". Thank goodness you're dead."

The woman showed her smile to me.

"Mak Qanita, how come it's here?" my question, wonder. With a slow voice of course.

Yes, that woman is Qanita.

Qanita smiled back, then relayed the reason why she was with me back then.

Yes, Qanita came to see me at once to express her gratitude.

"Thank you for what, Ma'am?" I was still surprised and confused.

Qanita also expressed her gratitude. Yes, not only thank you for saving the street children, which is worth taking care of and attention.

The children, also the children of his protege, Qanita, in salasatu his halfway house.

And it turns out that one of the children held captive by the thugs is his younger sister, Qanita.

Qanita said that her younger sister at that time, studied together at her halfway house. But after he finished his studies. His sister asked him for permission to play for a while with the street children. And, according to her sister when she was kidnapped by evil thugs.

At that time he took his friend to the shopping center, with the intention of buying his friends.

But on the way, they were confronted by evil thugs in a rather dark alley.

"Oh, Ma'am?"

"Yes, Ma'am Orange."

"Eh, how are things, Raihan, Obet?" I asked, Obet, who came out the door.

"He, tra nothing," he said approaching me.

"How injury?"

"Ah, he pu puncture wound, just a little bit. Su stitched too. And he's sleeping right now in the next room" he said, again in his papua dialect.

"Oh, thank goodness!"

"Yes, tra nothing, he. New ko, Miss? How's ko pu doing? Is it okay, is it?"

"Nona'e.ko it's so steady!"

"Why is he, Bet?" sahut Qanita asked the obet.

"Wuihh, she's no ordinary Miss apparently! She pu guts big sampeee.....!"

"Ahk, it's normal, obet!" timpal.

"Oih, steady. And he's a real silat guy!" he said again, Obet to Qanita.

"Ohya?" Qanita was gobsmacked by the statement, Obet.

"Yes, anyway, this lady is great. tra has an opponent, anyway."

"Great fuck, hell, Bet!"

"It's true, Obet. You're a great one. Suppose you didn't help me then, hmm,"

"Ahk, come on, that's all help from, Allah" I told Qanita. Then I asked, Obet, about the eruption that I had heard, in the barn when I started to not Obet.

NB: (Dialect meaning of papua)

 

Tra\= no.

Trada\= does not exist.

Su\= already

My Sa\=

Deng\= with

Pu\= has

we are your person/we are\=

Kam\= you

dorang\= them

Kitorang\= me and you/all of us

Kesing\= casing