Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)
8
"It turns out that the fame of Dam is a rich Islamic story. Sometimes the story goes back to me" Nabila said as they sat on the terrace of the Mosque. Adam smiled at her.
"Alhamdulilah if you like. I grimly grimaced her. Want to come back tomorrow? All of tomorrow there is a meeting" Nabila thought for a while and shook his head.
"Gw don't know Dam. God willing, because you want to go tomorrow, you don't know so you don't know anything"
"Eh?"
"Dad, because this malem I want to come with Harry to Jakarta. It was also a permit" Adam fell silent and nodded. "Oh"
"You want to go home?" ask Adam.
"Dad. Yuk" Nabila stood wearing his shoes in follow Adam.
Arriving at Risti's house. Nabila and Adam enter the living room which turns out there is already Risti and Harry on the sofa.
"Assalamualaikum" greetings Nabila and Adam make Risti turn and Harry who was playing his laptop turned his head.
"Girishal"
"When are you?" ask Nabila while sitting near Harry on the sofa. When you see the screen Harry's laptop is displaying a special photo editing application.
"Ah, we just got home. Isya prayer was first in Bandung Grand Mosque" replied Harry.
"Alhamdulillah. Finally you want to also pray her" Nabila raised and opened his palms like someone climbing a prayer of gratitude. Harry quickly lowered Nabila's hand and looked at her irritatedly. "Lo was very shy Bil. You do not know that I actually pray often"
"Times?"
"Bodo!"
"Haha"
Adam just watched them then looked at Risti who was the same as him at the moment. Stare at them.
"So Akbar nyariin you Ris" Adam told Risti, switching Nabila and Harry's conversation.
"Ihh ko Akbar anyway?"
"Who? Emang Akbar's. Who do you want it?"
"Eh, lnga. So what did Adam say?" Risti would have cursed himself if he got caught.
"Adam says. Ristinya again dating" this time Nabila who answered.
"Ehh, lnga. I answer you again there are other activities" Sahut Adam confirmed. Nabila laughed without sin. "Hehe" he muttered as he looked at Harry who was shaking his head. "Dad I'm sorry. Ris sorry I was joking hehe" said Nabila when he saw everything staring at him.
"Assalamualaikum, uh on rame gini" Abi and Umi enter and approach them. Everyone kissed Umi and Abi's hands.
"This is familiar, Harry was Nabila in Jakarta" Nabila introduced Harry to Umi and Abi. "Harry" said Harry, introducing himself.
"Abi seneng saw Nabila in the veil so rich" Abi secretly noticed there was something different about Nabila and turned out to be a veil.
"Dad ni Bi, abis gathered together"
"Ah yes. Boy Adam I'm sorry I didn't have a meeting. What did DKM say?"
"Daddy ain't nothing ko Abi. Said it's meeting tomorrow again"
"Oh yes, that's it. Everything Abi same Umi first yes to the room, want to nyimpen clothes bag" said Umi who was nod by all. They return to their own activities. Chat, then watch Harry edit the photo, and return to chat.
Without feeling the time has shown 9 nights. Harry closed his laptop and put it in his bag.
"So. Ask permission first with Umi Abi"
"Where's papa's mom?"
"May Papa go home first. Sleep in the old house, tomorrow start the move"
"Risti, Adam. I went back to Jakarta first yes, sometime here again" said Harry.
"Yes, I don't think it's 9 o'clock again. I also say ", said Adam.
"Risti call Umi and Abi first yes" shortly after Risti left, Risti returned with Abi.
"Would you go home, right? I'm sorry Umi slept first, his rich soy sauce"
"Daddy ain't nothing Bi, I say yes first. The house is empty"
"Oh, son of Adam. Be careful on the road"
"Dad Bi. I all said first yes. Assalamualaikum"
"Waalaikumsalam" everyone answered.
After Adam came home, it was Harry's turn to ask permission.
"May I go home first. All of you ask permission to take Nabila to Jakarta semalem, tomorrow afternoon I anterin again here"
"What are you doing? Where to sleep later? Mama Papa do you know?" ask Abi.
"There are Nabila items that still miss Bi, Mamah Papa already knows. Nabila also slept in the apartment that used to be"
"Yes already if Mamah Papa you already know.be careful in his way yes" said Abi.
"Dad Bi, Ris, Assalamualaikum" said Harry and Nabila say goodbye. Nabila went into his room to change his clothes with a little open but he covered it with a jacket. Harry waited outside the house.
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"Are you sure you want to go straight to Jakarta?" ask Harry on the way.
"Yes, it is. Where are you going?"
"Come on Bill. How many days have we not been dugge-dugem"
Nabilla thought a little.
"Yes too yeah. Come then. Where the hell is this?"
"Hmmm. Mumpung again in Bandung, we go to the discotheque area here. There's my friend there too. So DJ him"
"Okay there. By the way how was Risti's same road?"
Harry glanced briefly at Nabilla and smiled.
"His son is kind, obedient, a very pretty vow, son. I began to like the arab-indo girl. I just wanted to take a photo of him a lot earlier. Her eyebrows slashed, her idung cocked, her skin white, her body.."
"Stoppp! Don't keep it. Ohh, now don't like that little girl indo bule?"
"So I don't like it anyway. But to Nabilla still likes it. You are strange anyway. Class 3 high school boy lo jealouslyin" said Harry in his laughter.
"Yeeee. Who was jealous" Nabilla pouted her lower lip.
"Udah, don't pout dong. Now we are sampe"
The two of them went down and as soon as they entered the Bar a loud voice greeted them. The smell of cigarette smoke is very strong. This dim yet luminous room was filled with many teenagers. When an American-Indonesian-faced DJ who was about 20 years old played music, disco began. The women cheered in excitement as they began to dance on the dance floor.
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