Dream Crack
RM221. Searching
Chandra is like seeing her nightmare when her father comes to their house holding a baby. Her father's happy smile, did not make the child's logic run. It was still ringing with its nightmare, which was similar to the scene this Sunday morning.
"Bang, this Adek Cala," exclaimed Givan by walking towards the porch of his son's house.
The joy of the children who heard, immediately surrounded Givan who was just sitting on the porch with the sleeping baby. Givan wouldn't have been able to introduce Cala, if not this way. Because the child always falls asleep during the day and only occasionally wakes up.
"Dad, don't scare me. Where's my biyung?" Chandra until not diverted at all, from the little baby who was writhing.
"Biyeong? Sleep on." Givan answered lightly, because that is the truth.
"Sleep? How's sleep?" Chandra is worried that sleep by his father is sleep for ever.
"Sleeping molor," Givan said quickly.
"Masa? Lying huh?" Chandra was distracted and shifted a little, as her younger sisters wanted to sit next to her father.
"So look at yourself at grandma's house." Givan didn't think, if his son had bad thoughts about his mother.
"Okay, watch out if you're lying." Chandra left the porch of his house and the joy that was there.
The child's quick steps, taking him quickly to the terrace of his grandmother's house. He only found a quiet atmosphere in the house, until he went through the kitchen, he did not find his mother at all.
Chandra started to panic. She was terrified if her mother didn't come back here. Except, to the funeral.
"No need for me, Mah. Still small, buy meatballs just ask the money to Mamah."
Chandra is distracted by the voice of his young uncle. He turned around and looked into the open door.
"Sir Check.... Grandma...," call Chandra then.
He saw his grandmother inserting a pillowcase and his uncle putting on the sheets.
"Hm? Login." Adinda allowed her grandson to enter the double bed room.
The other bed was supposed to be occupied by Gavin. But since Gavin has a tail, he is asked to move in by Gibran.
"Where are you, Grandma?" ask her by sitting on the edge of the bed whose sheets are not replaced.
"Sleeping in grandma's room. Dad you just woke up, slept from dawn, that's your dad?"
Chandra nodded at the question from her grandmother. "You see Biyung, Grandma." Chandra is not always worried about her mother.
"Yes there in Grandma's room. Don't wake up, just crumple the cake." Adinda knows, since then her daughter-in-law tried to put her grandson who continues to suckle it.
"Yes, Grandma." Chandra immediately moved away to see for herself how her mother was doing.
He rubbed his chest and smiled with relief. Right, his mother was there with her mouth open. Canda looked exhausted, with a smooth snoring heard.
After calmly seeing the whereabouts of his mother directly. Chandra immediately returned home, to welcome his new sister. She neglected her new sister, because of her focus on her mother. After he saw the existence of Canda, then he calmed down and believed.
"Twenty years, right, you?" The younger sister persuaded her son to marry.
"Finally twenty-two years later, it's still twenty-one." Gibran finished work on putting up the seventh sheet in the last seven days.
"Well, I have a title too. Just get married? Mama's paying." She doesn't want her one-on-one single child to have a wedding drama.
"No need for me, Mah. Whose marriage? Girlfriend I don't have, look at girlfriends, I ilfeel himself the same behavior. Not want, not want. I'm still a little girl." Gibran pouted at his mother's persuasion.
"Udah is okay. Want huh? Papah find it? Which virgin is the cake?" Adinda pokes his wife's waist.
Gibran was silent. No wind, no rain, suddenly he was asked to marry. I don't think he's going that way.
"The woman in your dream. Who's she?" Adinda shifted her position to be closer to her son.
"Woman in my dream?" Gibran turned his head towards his mother by frowning.
"Yes. Who's she?" Adinda is quite knowledgeable about the theme of men's wet dreams.
"Mia Caliph."
Instantly, Gibran got a small pinch in his hand. He complained, by rubbing the former pinch.
"You're having wet dreams, because you saw the adult video before you went to bed. I've read it, Mama understands it. Just look out for you, tonight there's no HP play before bed." She placed a pillow on Gibran's bed, and then came out of her son's room.
Gibran watched his mother's movements, all the way out of his room. Then, he let go of his laughter which he had been holding ever since. He did not expect, it turns out the secret before his sleep was revealed because he mentioned the name of one of his favorite adult video artists.
"Well, having a baby later I'm stressed out too. Mending like this, wandering, playing ball, most just mamah same papah who is angry. Wife later, wife angry, child cry ask to come. Not to mention if you have a baby, fuss all the rage continues because the mother is bad mood. Huftttt, creepy." Gibran spoke to himself with the aim of imagining it.
He said not without reason. But he reflected from the household of his brothers whom he saw before his own eyes. Plus, he just felt a period of freedom from education, making him still want to enjoy his time trimmed pesantren for eight years. Since the fifth grade of SD, he has been active in the boarding school.
He cleaned up his dirty sheets and his dirty pillowcase. Then, he rinses it first before leaving it in the washing machine yes operate.
He left his dirty laundry, then came out of the house to approach his father who had gone to the field first. He realized his interest was lacking for the fields, but he did not know what he was inclined to entrepreneurship. He only took his knowledge, when he continued to follow his father in his father's business.
Adinda's mind grew runyam. When the head of RT came, to deliver the news for Ai. Adinda recalled, she still had responsibility on Ai's family who had not returned to her village.
The RT chairman conveyed some information and rules, for Friday will be executed for punishment for Ai. Adinda nodded several times, a sign she understood about the news that came to her.
He understood, if the head of RT was reluctant to come to Nafisah inn. Work he knows, if Awang works even on holidays.
"Later, send it to my hajj. If there is anything that needs to be asked, the Hajj teungku can just contact keuchik." Ketus RT conveyed the mandate of the head of his village.
"Well, that's Ai already paid the fine. How's that count?" Adinda feels the amount mentioned, does not match the initial information that he got.
"Oh, yes. It will be re-explained before execution. The fine is in, Miss Dinda. Let me ask keuchik later too." Ketus RT does not know for sure, he was only asked to convey it.
"OK, okay. I'll let you know the people." Adinda mangut-mangut understood.
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