AL-THAR
#54. Pertin

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"Finally you're going back to youth huh, Mir?" The pup who was chewing gum turned for a moment to Mira before putting his cellphone on the table.

"The streets are streets, but not the same troops times." Pram twirled the straws inside his drinking glass.

Mira who had just joined her two best friends was not too considerate of their words. He was still busy replying to the chat from Athar who is currently still at the airport.

"Just Linggar with Roy."

"It could be you to the mall bring the bodyguards. I'm like the president's son" Pram said. "Children of ministers are not, officials are not, sultans much less."

"The wife of the sultan, Pram." the idea of Puput. "Bang Athar is a descendant of the Sultan, right?"

"Where is it." Mira disagrees. "Bang Athar is not that famous."

"Gak tajir anyway .. but if you ask sandals flip from gold like it will happen anyway," denied Pram.

Mira just sighed. "Your imagination is too high. Bang Athar is the most realistic human being. Let's say, even though he seems to be the same as me, but his logic and intelligence are above average. My unreasonable request as if he was saying the same request jin, it is certain he will not be nervous. There he'll be emotion and end up with my snapping."

"He still likes your snapping too?" The puput did not believe.

Mira nodded. "My magic mind is dominant."

"No wonder" said Pram. "When your strange thoughts multiply, I also feel like I want to eat people." Pram then turned to Puput, "Lo is also a human who has a characteristic magical mind."

"Magic thoughts?" Puput not connected.

"Other coolest terms are stupid, oon, be go, slow and the like."

Puput.

"Lo's got it!" Mira blames Puput.

Pram breaking table. "This OOT is a distance from my original question. Why did you get Bang Athar's bodyguard, huh?"

"They were following the orders of their Master, Pram. I mah what? They're just wondering what Juragan said."

"Trus so from now on you can follow me with Puput nongki-nongki at the mall while bringing the bouncer so the conditions?"

Mira shakes. "No. This is an exception. The reason is that Juragan again wants to fly to Surabaya for four days. He is now at the airport. Well, I got to go play with you guys."

"But bring a bouncer?"

"Big bad, Pram, lo language. Am I the head of the mafia?"

"It's lucky they look human, Pram," said Puput after a brief glance at the table where Linggar and Roy were. "So not serem or lebay kayak in that soap opera."

Indeed Mira himself who asked for the condition that if he must be guarded by bodyguards then those people must act like other visitors. Sitting down and ordering food like himself and his two best friends.

"They also ate apparently," added Puput while whispering.

"Because they're still human, Put. Not a robot" said Mira jengah.

"Even though they have acted like other visitors, but they still only glance at us" protested Pram. "I'm afraid that Mimir will disappear in an instant. Who wants to kidnap you, Mir? I love the wonder I'm the same inhumane bitch Athar. He is realistic, but sometimes beyond normal human reason."

"Gue is not offended, Pram," said Mira relaxed.

"But I want you to be offended. Is that worth it until Athar is afraid you've been kidnapped by bad people?"

Mira sniffed her shoulders indifferently. "Tumben anyway, Pram, your chat is not useful. Rarely can I gather outside the campus just like you guys, even talk about the unimportant."

Pram rests his back on the back of the chair. "Yes too. I'm sorry."

Mira cleared her throat. He took a sip of his newly arrived drink, and asked, "By the way lo same Ryo how does it go?"

"However. Maybe I've canceled it to the nyokapnya Ryo kali," replied Pram cuek. He was no longer too confused about the silly matchmaking. He just focused on living his life and being loyal to Raihan. "So long ago there was no news of anything else."

"Trus lo?"

"Gue why?"

"Lo's feelings?"

"Gue's? I am ordinary times. Even sprains tend to be angry. If it turns out I've canceled my crazy plan, that's good. I'm personally really relieved." Pram looked at Mira's facial expression, and now he's squealing to his best friend. "Why? Lo seduced?"

"Where is there!" exclaim Mira directly. "I'm glad you didn't end up falling in love with her."

"Yes will not be, Mir, Pram love dies with Raihan," sambar Puput.

Pram nodded at the words of Puput. "Why is Ryo the same?"

Mira did not answer. He was a little moody as he recalled how Ryo he used to know, with Ryo now in his life. "Squeaky. He's changed a lot, Pram, compared to our old school days."

"Yes yes anyway. I can see it too. He who now seems obsessed with you. Same as he used to be. Well, whiny, care, and fun as friends."

Mira nodded in agreement. It was true, Ryo who was now out of his control. If in the past he still had a chance to make a good relationship, if now it feels no longer possible. With her stubbornness Ryo still wants to enter her life, and of course it clashes with the restrictions that Mira has because of a clear status. Mira feels dead-end, not knowing what to do so that Ryo does not end up with a wound. The problem is, Ryo himself seems to have not seen the good bad again the impact of his actions. And it's really out of Mira's control.

"I think he still likes deketin you must be?"

"Yes ..." Mira is also confused as to how to tell Pram. Moreover, this is like telling the household problems that there is a third person as a bully. However, let how he must tell Pram, so that his heart feels relieved.

"That time–"

Mira's sentence was suddenly cut off by the Escape who stood up while fiddling with his cellphone to stand up well on the table. Mira and Pram immediately stared at the horror of their friend.

"Click on you," protested Puput.

"Don't jog in front of me, Puput!" mira and Pram together.

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Mira wakes up from a nightmare. Not infrequently, when he slept in his room, the shadow of a terror doll a month ago returned to his dream.

He rubbed the sweat on his forehead. "Do I need this room rukyah .." he murmured slowly.

Because this morning Athar had left for Surabaya for business, then Mira who returned from the mall directly to the house of the mother.

"Or is it because I overslept in Maghrib, so that's why I'm a nightmare?" ask yourself while glancing at the clock on the wall.

He got up and walked to the bathroom. The Maghrib had just arrived five minutes ago, so he immediately fulfilled his obligations.

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"Mau dong" Mira pinta on her brother who was drinking red guava juice with pleasure.

Shelia frowning. "Aren't you not interested in guava juice?"

"Abis is pink, saucy. I became a kepengen. Ask for a little, Shel."

Shelia gave up her glass of juice to drink her sister. So Mira received it with a sumringah and immediately tasted it.

"Don't!"

"Where are you? For twenty years you just know that guava juice tastes good? In the past, you'd like to see shit."

"Whatever, Shel. It's really good as it turns out. It's sweet, as sweet as it tastes."

Shelia clucking. "Lebay is so!"

Mira cengengesan and drank the sister's drink.

"Geez, you ask to make it there with Nani! Got a drained bumil. Very happy lo!" The irritated Shelia could now only glare at Mira.

"Yes ntar I ask made as much as five liters of bi Nani. Trus later make lo the solitary. And the rest make me alone."

"Drink there! A bucket if you need to ask for it. The strange part is very lo, usually also do not want the same guava juice. It's even greedy."

"Don't know. Maybe I'm late to realize that guava juice is delicious bingit. Geez, those wasted years in my life, for it passes by without a single thought I enjoy what is called guava juice."

"Eh busyeeeet, lebay god-level!"

Mira lying on the long sofa. He also watched what Shelia was watching on television. Occasionally glimpsed by his brother who was stroking his stomach. Somehow her reflexes were also stroking her stomach.

"Why lo? The laper? eat there! I haven't finished what's on the dinner table."

Mira regained her senses and immediately released her hand from her own stomach. "Ntar ah."

Shelia looked back at the television screen, while Mira thought of something. "Ustad,z Ubay how are you, Shel?"

"Why do you suddenly–"

"Just answer, why the hell? you don't have to be suspicious and go back."

"He's kind of good."

"Kayaknya?"

"Gue rarely chatted with him. Yeah at most I get the status medsos he doang."

"So serious when you accepted Bryan's proposal?"

"Hm ..."

"Why not get married now, Shel? I'm afraid Bryan changed his mind."

"Let him change his mind. That means I'm the same he's not a match."

"Yes, but why wait until you run out too? Not later?"

"Ubay said it should be" said Shelia softly. "Must give birth first, just get married. Because if I marry now, then after this child is born I must remarry."

"It's very complicated!"

"Yes dong. My life is not as ordinary as yours. My life must be well, complicated, and extraordinary."

"Yes-iya .. anyways a few months away also lo brojol."

"It is."

Suddenly Mira's sense of smell stung something. A smell coming from ...

"Gue brought meatballs," said Ghani who had just come from outside. He sat down after putting the meatballs he was carrying on the table.

Shelia rushed up to walk to the kitchen and take her beloved bowl. While Mira also got up while covering her mouth, while rushing towards the nearest bathroom.

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