Garden Benches
Ghifa Abducted

Ghifa Abducted

Is it certain that feeling with pressure will last a long time? Why don't you admit that the heart can't go to jail?

We're back by dusk.

After lunch, Ghifa fell asleep in Rani's room. Body warms. As we prepared to return, Ghifa grew lethargic.

Bik Nah simply changed Ghifa's clothes after previously dabbing her entire body with telon oil, after treating her with warm water. The hands and feet of Ghifa.

If left to bathe, it could be that Ghifa will long play water and make his body more feverish.

Abah Ummah and his family mbak Dewi and mas Dikto wish Ghifa to stay overnight. But we resisted subtly, maybe another time.

Towards the magrib, we reached home. Already past 17.37, your silhouette must have faded. 'I'm sorry, Laras, this twilight we can't meet.'

Ghifa's body is still lethargic, our little girl's face looks uninspired. Even after the magrib Ghifa asked me to hold her, and she would not come down, her eyes did not immediately close. Of course I can't leave him.

While grabbing Ghifa with one arm, I opened whatsapp app. I looked up Ardi's name and sent him a message.

[Ar, I have arrived. Can you come over here? Ghifa cannot be left behind ]

[Fever]

A moment later, Ardi's message came in.

[Ok]

I put my salary on the bookshelf. Then I used my right hand to stroke Ghifa's back.

"Den, let Bik Nah who is fat .." bargain Bik Nah while approaching. But Ghifa's hand was getting tighter and tighter around my neck.

"Ndak what Bik, let me just ..."

Bik Nah relented, then returned to the kitchen tidying up the luggage there.

"Hot, granddaughter of Eyang, was given the heat-depleting syrup first, Gie?"

Mother's proposal, when fingered Ghifa's forehead.

"By, Buk ..."

Mom rushed to the kitchen to pick up the heat-lowering syrup. While I seduce Ghifa. It is not difficult, because Ghifa likes to take medicine, let alone syrup. His tongue was always receptive, though a little bitter.

"Ghifa's booby?" rayuku after finishing giving her the heat-lowering syrup.

Ghifa.

"Gendong, Ayaa ..." whimper was limp.

"Yaudah, Ghifa's booby in Dad's sling, huh?"

I felt a small nod, without a sound. His head, he put it on my left shoulder. While I walked slowly, pacing back and forth fondling Ghifa, stroking her back.

"Assynnya!"

Ardi's voice gave a greeting from outside.

"Waalaikumsalam, enter Ar!" My solute.

Ardi appears to be wearing a black jacket, a tight fitting.

"How's Ghifa, Gie?"

Ardi approached me who was still standing, walking around the central room to the lull of Ghifa. His hands extended toward Ghifa's forehead.

"Hot, Gie!"

I'm nodding.

"Have been drinking heat-lowering syrup, it's easy to immediately get the heat down."

Ardi looked at me fretfully, then sat on the sofa. I stepped onto the sofa next to him and sat down.

"Ayaaa gendong .." Ghifa's whine is weak.

I grimaced, then stood up. Walk slowly while stroking his back.

"Ghifa can't be left behind, Gie." said Ardi with a concerned tone.

"How else, invited Bik Nah did not want to."

Ardi.

"Actually Agung wishes we could attend tonight, Gie. Some friends also came to Citra's house to encourage her."

"You said Anton can't let me meet Citra, why?"

"That's what he meant. If we had a lot of friends, it wouldn't be possible for Anton to ban one-on-one."

I'm nodding. The clock on the wall had already pointed at the figure of eight nights over fifteen minutes, but Ghifa just closed his eyes, not sleeping.

"Unfortunately, I can't tonight, Ar."

"Yes, how else, things haven't taken sides. I told Agung that Ghifa was sick. I also sent you a picture of you just now, Gie."

"Thank you, Ar. Uh maybe not if videocall?" my proposal.

Ardi looked at me, then immediately typed in his gawai.

I felt the writhing of Ghifa on my shoulders.

"Yes ... Where's Mama Citra? How come you're not here?" ghifa Rajuk.

The girl raised her head and then looked at me. His eyes are soft but he does not look sleepy.

"Call Ayaaa.." he asked.

I sighed, I rolled my eyes at Ardi. Heavily, the young man shook his head.

"Can't, Gie. Great is there. But only girl friends can come in. "

"Who? Can you ask them for help, right?" my chase.

"Just a second!"

Ardi started typing again. It is impossible to contact Agung by phone, it will make Santi who is guarding Citra become suspicious.

A few minutes passed. The reply from Agung went to the Ardi device.

"Anton fuck!" spontaneous Ardi swearing. Then an annoyed laugh scratched his head.

"What's wrong?"

"Night Hours, Gie!"

"Hmm?"

"It's almost nine o'clock, no one's looking."

I'm poignant. I stared at Ardi with a hardened chin. My hands are still stroking Ghifa's hair and back.

"Why do I feel, Anton imprisoned Citra, Ar?"

Ardi shrugged his shoulders.

"Tomorrow hard days, Gie. For you and Image. Prepare yourself since morning!"

I don't really think about Ardi's direction. Ghifa still did not want to be taken down, although no longer whining when I sat on the sofa, still in my lap. Her little arms still held my neck tightly, when I was about to lay them down.

I let a few moments like that, until his sweat graced his forehead. The heat is falling.

***

The Saturday Anton was waiting for was not me. Until last night there was nothing I could do. The image was heavily guarded, not only by Anton's bodyguards but also by his family.

Ghifa fever. The night many times he woke up from his sleep, the name Citra always called him. "Mother, Mama Citra, Mother.., Mama Citra, Mother..."

'Is this little girl missing? For almost two weeks he had not seen Citra. Almost every day he whines to play to Citra.

What can I do?

Somewhat limp, if only I promised to promise to be ready as early as possible today, maybe I let my body rest longer after the dawn prayer. I am tired and tired. My head's a little dizzy, I hope my hamb doesn't squirm, and my typus is fine.

I rushed over, flushing my body with the warm water coming out of the shower. The warm water made my body a little fresh.

"Ghifa ..."

I'm looking for my little girl in her two favorite rooms, after I'm stuffy and tidy. In his room or in the middle. But the curly-haired girl I didn't see. Scroll towards the dining room and kitchen. There is no Bik.

"Ghifrank ..."

"So Ghifa asked for a way to Adam's house, Gie. While bribed with porridge Bik Nah, earlier." said Mother. He noticed I was neat.

"Letting in the morning?" ask Mother.

"The plan is so, Buk. Respect the process."

"Jude, I'm getting ready first."

I'm nodding. I tried to call Ardi.

[Ar, Ghifa is there? ]

[No]

[Maybe it's just a trip, let me know that Ghifa is up]

[Okay, uh what time do you leave for Citra's house?]

I didn't answer right away. It's weird, am I gonna stick to the process there? Chat Ardi is back in.

[Before Ijab kabul, Gie]

[I'm ready for this, Ar. But, don't think silly, I can't bear to embarrass Citra and Anton's extended family]

[Ah you!]

[Ghifa hasn't arrived yet?] kelitku.

[Yet, Adam and I were outside waiting for him, this]

I'm starting to fret. Suddenly the feeling appeared.

[Yes already, I'll take care of it]

I rushed to the garage to pick up the motor matic and drive it out of the yard.

Ardi's house isn't far away, if you don't stop by, Ghifa's already there.

Just past one alley, a yellow sedan car looks to rotate from the front. I'm slowing down my motor.

Deg. My heart seems to stop.

On the backseat glass I saw Bik Nah and Ghifa sticking her face on the car glass while tapping her hand. Samar saidup heard Ghifa's voice calling.

"Yesa..."

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