You And I Are The Same

Chapter 8's

The sun appeared to him and the sound of birds chirping made Rianti wake up from his deep sleep. The yellow-skinned woman's netra swept the familiar room, after being content to look at the corner of the room she got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Assalamualaikum my wife,” greet Avan while presenting her sweetest smile.

Rianti returned her husband's smile and then replied greetings, “Waalaikumsalam Mas.”

For a second she looked around, finally realizing that her husband was not wearing a work uniform.

“You want to work?” ask Rianti while looking for a hair tie.

“Do not lovely, no dear,” replied Avan briefly.

That's right, he took leave at the beginning of the month. Inner Rianti who does not like to see her husband take leave at the wrong time.

Hiding his pity Rianti opened the window curtain, how surprised he was to see the sun had hung high.

“Astagfirullah ...!" said Rianti surprised as he turned his head towards Avan who was still busy fixing the bed.

Sontak Avan put the comb and approached his wife.

“What's up? You sick? Did you see anything weird again?” flocking Avan while turning his wife's body, “ayo reply! Why shut up?” timpal Avan was upset to see Rianti's inertia.

“I'm fine. I was shocked to see the sun,” he explained while pointing outside.

Avan opened the window and peeked outside.

“Indeed why is the sun, dear?” Avan was still watching the bright blue sky without dust.

“Already high. What time is it? Why don't you wake me up?” rianti protested while tying up her wavy hair.

“I deliberately let you sleep,” replied Avan casually.

Instead of being happy Rianti was even more annoyed with the husband's answer.

“What kind of priest are you, Mas who ngebiarin his wife enggak salat dawn!” Rianti's emotions exploded, he did not like Avan's decision to let him sleep until noon like this.

Avan breathed until his shoulder dropped, “Sini!” The thin mustachioed man pulled his wife's wrist, then hugged the woman's friendly halal.

“You forgot memory or what the hell, Dek?” Raising Rianti's chin and fuming the tip of his head, “after you chatter not because, suddenly you just go out of the house and walk very quickly home to mother. Me, father and Uncle calling you ignore,” said Avan while thrusting a leaflet.

Rianti looked carefully at the colored paper her husband had given her.

“Sore later we go there, you mind not?”

Rianti looked up at Avan intensely.

“No, it's better now we go there. Adnan equals mom ‘kan?” rianti's suggestion while asking the whereabouts of the child.

“Hmm,” muttered Avan while nodding small, “you are not angry I took there?” timpal Avan with his eyebrows raised next door.

“Why angry? I also need to know why I am like this. Already Mas, I take a shower first, Mas wait here!” said Rianti who had passed away left his room.

Seeing that Rianti had already disappeared from his sight, Avan grabbed a cell phone and contacted Grace.

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Avan who was still staring at the door leaf.

“Rianti asks now depart for Gus Zaini's house,” said Avan explained what purpose he called Rahmat.

Avan was speechless listening to Grace's explanation across the phone there, for a few seconds the man was silent, but for this time his turn spoke up.

“Alhamdulillah, if Uncle has time. Yes already, later we to the findings in the alley Kesemek,” proposed Avan while looking at some messages that he has not read.

The man sat quietly waiting for the wife to prepare to leave, a few minutes passed by the woman who had the name Rianti Almira Puteri had come out with a very neat and elegant grooming.

“Yuk, depart Mas!” invite Rianti who is still busy hooking flower brooch.

Avan just nodded his head to accept the invitation of the wife, one thing that makes Rianti astonished his house feels lonely whimper Adnan who used to fill his eardrum is not there. The woman's eyes kept rolling looking for her mother and also her father-in-law.

“Where are you going, Mom? From earlier this house feels empty,” asked Rianti who eroded curiosity.

“Bapak ngajak mom streets, out of nowhere?” sahut Avan who was waiting for Rianti to ride on the bike.

Avan gave a small nod while glancing at the wife's face.

“Let cepet. If you ride an old car,” replied Avan while getting off the motorbike to wear a helmet on the head of Rianti.

“Ya, that's it.” It is clear that Rianti is not very pleased with the words of Avan earlier.

In Rianti's mind, if you ride the car will be more comfortable. He can sleep and be protected from the sun, however Rianti a woman he also thinks of the beauty of her skin.

Rianti's disapproval gradually faded, the woman was now enjoying the atmosphere of a very bright morning. Lip tint decorated with liepcream maroon never stop saying istighfar, occasionally Rianti eyelids tightly closed as if not want to see something in front of him.

“Still away Mas?” His hand gripped the stronger jacket Avan wore.

“Another ten minutes until, well Uncle is also waiting for us.” Avan opened the flat visor and pulled his bike over on the side of the road.

They stopped not long, only to talk for a while and Avan and Grace turned the engine back on. The two motorcycles drove down the Kesemek alley towards the house of Gus Zaini. About 10 minutes they arrived at the residence of the famous person, they had just set foot on the hot terrace sipping the foot of Rianti.

Immediately he pulled on Avan's shirt and whispered very softly.

“I'm less comfortable here Mas.”

Avan who initially looked straight into the house now rolled his eyeballs looking at the face of the wife who was pale.

“Why? What are you feeling? Earlier you asked to come here early,” flocked Avan while turning his head back.

Grace realizes that something is wrong between Rianti and Avan. Soon he finished his bases on a santri who went into this pesantren.

“Monggo dilujutken ro’ane! please continue the work of the service" said Grace who has passed away.

The presence of Grace made Rianti a little surprised.

“What's up?”

“Astagfirullah!” great-grandson Rianti with a hand that holds her chest.

Pissed off? Of course Rianti was annoyed, but she was more restrained in her annoyance towards her husband's uncle.

“Ria wants to go home, Uncle,” said Rianti while trying to open a large fingers Avan who holds his wrist.

“What because see them!” show Grace with his chin.

Sontak Rianti turned towards Rahmat's chin.

“Do not ignore! Better we go in,” advice Grace with a smile that is always framed on her lips.

The two men also said their greetings while entering the residence of the late son Yai Abasari.

“Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” says Gus Zaini.

“Monggo pinarak! Please enter ” welcome Gus Zaini who is still cross-legged facing the qibla.

True, he positioned himself always facing west. Although he did not stand or move, he turned his head towards two men and one woman.

Without being led or told, Rianti suddenly came forward and sat in front of Gus Zaini who was only 3 feet away.

Avan and Rahmat are fierce, they are both afraid that Rianti will do an act that is not commendable (roughly will do bad things).

Ava walked over and gave a faint smile. The man said he was sorry to represent Rianti.

“Honey!” the word Avan was slightly jolted, but not to the point of making others uncomfortable.

“Leave! No need to worry. Let him try to do it,” proposed Gus Zaini.

Rianti's handsome but super duper husband did not listen to Gus Zaini's advice.

"Room, Gus! Sorry, Gus!”

Gus Zaini stared intensely at Avan from toe to head.