Love You, Mr Shin!!
53. Where's My Mother?

Passengers who opted out casually like the two of them, only a few heads remained. Dhiarra is still seen holding the bridge fence. Shin Adnan as well.

The little divers had disappeared from the water under the bridge. Beperapa got on the boat to sunbathe. Although it will go down diving again if the ship crosses again.

Their hair and entire body were soaked. The rest no longer saw where it went. Maybe you're swapping the obtained ceiling for stomach filler food.

Shin moved, turning around removing the handle on the bridge. His head turned to the bright girl who was leaning against the fence next door.

"Do you want to take this ship back to Butterworth ?" shin's question ended their silence.

"No, Mr. Shin," Dhiarra turned his head and replied to Shin.

"Are you satisfied to ride the ferry just one way?" Shin continued to look at Dhiarra.

"It actually feels less long and dissatisfied. But I don't want to be squashed again at the bridge fence. Sick, Mr. Shin," the girl replied quickly with origin. Suddenly Dhiarra wanted to tease Shin Adnan a little with his answer.

Curious, an unexpected man can be angry and disappointing, unexpectedly also suddenly there and make him happy at about the same time.

Shin raised his machete eyebrows slightly, those thin lips docked even more. Looking at Dhiarra with a little thought. There was a faint smile then on his face.

"The thing that cannot be avoided. That you already know, Dhiarra. Only you can choose again next time. Who is the person you want to stand behind you. Those people or your uncle?" while smiling more, Shin returned Dhiarra's words.

Unconcerned about the girl's reply, Shin walked quickly towards the exit that had no guards. Dhiarra hurriedly followed with lips sneering at the manyun but also smilingly trying to chase after Shin Adnan.

After crossing the long roofed stage bridge, they were immediately at the edge of a large road and had exited the Georgetown harbor. I saw the car they were looking for leaning over.

Shin approached at the follow of Dhiarra and immediately went inside. Shin was back on the bench and so was Dhiarra. Sit comfortably in front with the quiet driver.

"Where's the ferry ride oii, Dhiarra,,?!" Azlan who had refreshed again called on Dhiarra.

"Very bad. Any time you try to catch me, Azlan. Sit down, you're out of your chair!" Dharra answered from the front.

"Indeed, this time the passengers are very crowded. Until eight o'clock it was crowded. I want to do a job," Azlan chimed in on Dhiarra's words.

"Is the port still open twenty-four hours, Lan?" sahutan Shin airs from behind.

"Not anymore, bang. Just three in the morning until ten in the evening jee.. It's not like it used to be, by the way" Azlan explained.

"What's the reason, Lan?" Shin kept asking.

"For the last year, there was a virgin who was raped (rape) at night blind by the ship, bang," Azlan's answer was quite surprising.

No more word from Shin. The man was no longer interested in asking. Remember there are women who are with them. It's not comfortable discussing that again together.

"Then, little kids quote the ceiling bed under the bridge, there was no accident, Azlan?!" this was Dhiarra's call from the front bench.

"Never heard of. Slaves (children) dived too much cunning very well, Dhiarra,!" azlan's answer sounded quite loud.

Dhiarra confirmed, the children did look relaxed when splashing and diving. Their movements without hesitation and trembling.

Drivers appear to brake and turn, advancing very slowly according to Azlan's instructions. Entering a crowded village.

Chew Jetty is the name of the village they are combing. The village is inhabited by almost all Chinese citizens. In the society that started as a fisherman.

A tourist village with many piers, as well as a bustling traditional fishing floating market. The atmosphere of modern antiquity was so felt and thick when combing in his path.

Without feeling, the driver had stopped and pulled over the car in the yard of a modern mini house that was far from the houses in Chew Jetty village mostly. Japanese-style house that looks very comfortable with the door closed tightly and quiet.

Dhiarra followed Azlan and Shin who walked up to the door and knocked on him.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Bang out! Hazrul Bang!" Azlan exclaimed at the door.

Silence no sahutan. Dhiarra felt his chest speed thumping. Like a dream if you finally meet the mother who is very longed. Even as he stopped and approached the door of this house, his chest rumbled. Especially now, the more restless and unsettled his heart was so pounding.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Bang out! Hazrul Bang! We're coming!!" Azlan exclaimed even louder than the one at the door.

"Yes,,! Wa'alaikumussalam, yes,,! The shock!" the faintest voice of the man inside.

Keeklerk...!

The door opened, the face of a man whose face often flashed on the head of Dhiarra. The face that has not changed, even now looks more bright and young. Like not having to bear any mistakes in his life.

Yes, the man who is almost middle-aged but looks young is the father, added Dhiarra, Hazrul Rahman! The man who had brought his mother along and made Dhiarra's life a somersault.

"Dharra,,,!" the name Dharra was first mentioned by Hazrul.

"Shin, Azlan," Hazrul shook hands with Azlan.

Hazrul's eyes returned to Dhiarra and Shin alternated. Then at the same time Shin and Hazrul approached each other shaking hands and hugging each other very tightly. And take each other off slowly. Hazrul looked back at Dhiarra. Seemed a calm face but with a vague mimicry.

"Dhiarra, are you okay?" that's the sentence Hazrul had rolled on Dhiarra. Hazrul threw his hand out, but Dhiarra ignored him and did not welcome him.

Dhiarra is silent, beautiful lips blush clearly look clenched and docked. Who then nodded small and only once. The view of Dhiarra was straight and sharp on Hazrul. Maybe if fellow women, Dhiarra had grabbed Hazrul's hair at that time.

"Come on, come here. All go in the house. Oh, baby,,!" Hazrul did not want to dissolve and responded to Dhiarra's attitude back then. Hazrul hurriedly opened the door and asked Azllan and Shin to enter.

Shin and Azlan rushed in and sat down casually on the sofa. Only the stiff-looking Dhiarra dropped her pretty hips on the sofa while continuing to pull the mini suitcase in her grasp. The girl sat very upright and tense as if she was waiting for an interview.

Observe the living room that feels comfortable and clean. The clean white painted walls were very airy and plain. There is no frame containing a single photo that is displayed and exhibited there.

But perfectly attached calligraphy set berumblah four frames. Berlafadz his asthma, prophet, bismillah, as well as the complete inscription verse of the chair. The rest are no more wall hangings at all.

Hazrul was sitting next to Shin. Azlan was sitting across from Dhiarra. The driver was sitting in a long chair on the terrace.

"How's your garment, then,?" Hazrul looked closely at Shin Adnan.

The brothers, who were nearly thirteen years apart, looked at each other.

"Thank God, as always. Do you still not want to help?" Shin looked seriously at Hazrul.

"I'm sorry, Fiq. My sense of tenacity I got here." Hazrul answered with a sigh. Shin fell silent and stretched his back on the sofa.

Fiq, Shafiq, that was Hazrul's nickname for Shin from childhood. Shafiq is Shin's first name, which Hazrul gave to his baby sister at birth. And the name of Shafiq is what Hazrul gave to Dhiarra to come to Melaka to visit Shin Adnan a few months ago.

"Where's my mom? I want to meet, "Dhiarra's cold voice seemed to interrupt suddenly.

Azlan, Shin and Hazrul simultaneously turned to Dhiarra. Her beautiful face looked stiff and tense, the more beautiful it was looked at. Dhiarra's eyes looked hard at Hazrul.

"Before, Dhiarra. Your mother was still tidying herself up in the room,,,," Hazrul sounded a bit nervous as he said that to Dhiarra.

Dhiarra continued to stare at Hazrul without hesitation. Capturing the aura of unease on the face of the father. An unusual aura appeared on that calm face.

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