TALAQ
Part 41 TALAQ
This morning the body feels sore because all night can not sleep fortunately kok saturday, saturday, because last night I could not sleep out of morning prayers with Afriana I was lying down until five in the morning I bought breakfast to the next door neighbor who sells pecel rice. During this time I rarely buy rice for breakfast, I usually cook all by myself for lunch.
Finished my breakfast and ready me between Afriana to go to school, finished taking Afriana to school I immediately went home I locked my house and went back to sleep because of unbearable drowsiness. At eleven o'clock in the afternoon I woke up when I opened my door I saw Nafisa also just came home from teaching, father was sitting on the terrace while honing a sickle my mother somewhere.
"Just returned Naf ?" I asked Nafisa.
"Yes, mbak, tumben door of the house mbak cover where?" ask Nafisa.
"So I slept again, I was so sleepy" I replied "Where is my mother?" ask my father.
"Most, also sleep" replied the father casually
"Sorry, are you tired ? If not tired we go out because I don't cook" I told Nafisa.
"Now... Want, if so I change clothes first mbak" replied Nafisa happy and immediately entered the house to change clothes.
"What did you see last night, Fah?" ask father.
"So, there's a sir, but all night I heard the sound of a snake hissing from the next room, so I sleep all night I don't sleep "I replied.
"Yo, wes not po-po, increase tirakat, if at any time there is an attack you can survive "sayak father" And again if you see a small golden snake do not kill, you can not kill, and do not disturb him because he will not disturb you either, about last night's voice he just wants to remind you that you are more tirakat and closer to God " order another father who sits on the porch of the house while sharpening the sickle.
"Express, sir "my answer is short.
My father often gave messages - strange and unreasonable messages, even sometimes I do not understand the words of the father, indeed from childhood I often experience mystical events but I often ignore them.
Sometimes I feel bad when someone guesses who I am, sometimes even from people I don't know they immediately ask "Are you a descendant of Kyai Grinting ?" such questions I often get from certain people.
In his time Kyai Grinting was very famous for his kindness and greatness in fighting shamans and soft dispatches from shirk people. Stories from people who have known Kyai Grinting he has the power to memghilang or even fly. Actually, I myself also do not believe it, the name I live in modern times I think that can fly is only a swordsman - a swordsman in TV movies only.
Actually I also do not believe if I am one of the descendants of Kyai who are very reluctant in his era.
"Mbak Fah, are you ready yet ?" asked Nafisa who was already standing in front of my room door.
"Come, what do you want to eat, Naf? hi nephews you want to buy what the same bubuh ?" tanya while rubbing Nafisa's stomach.
"Follow the request, Afri, it's usually Afri, eat what I want" said Nafisa.
"Well, just use my bike, you've said goodbye to Fauzan yet ?" I asked Nafisa.
"I have already called Fauzan, if he wants to join the workshop he said, it is time for Fauzan to rest" said Nafisa.
"Sir, Buk me as if Breath wants to come out, what will you bring?" my goodbye to my parents sitting on the porch.
"Hot - hot really want to go out to nduk - nduk, mbok later only a little afternoon so dim the sun first" said my mother when I pamiti.
"Ngidam buk" I replied of origin.
"Biarin to buk, wong mumpung holiday" said my father "heart quickly go home "message my father" Buy it with, if there is a "message father.
"I bought it with "pinta my mother "quickly go home your sister again pregnant "mommy's message.
We ride a motorcycle to Afriana school to pick up Afriana first.