GRINNED
CHAPTER 5: Until the Goal

Half-running me towards the parked car not so far away. I put the mukena in the middle seat and immediately I grabbed the medicine box in front. Then I approached Anya who was sitting grimacing while holding her injured knee. I cleaned the wound with a cotton swab, which was moistened with revanol.

Then I cover with hansaplass so as not to be exposed to dirt or germs. The healing process is fast and good.

" Bismillah, may you heal soon." The wound was wounding to calm him down.

"How is it now. is it good?"

"Still sick?"

"still. Patience .. later also healed."

Actually when Anya cried Zaidan also heard. It's just that he was performing the sunnah prayer. His heart was agitated, making it difficult to be solemn'. In a little hurry he finished his prayer. As soon as he finished praying, he got up and ran out. He was stunned when he saw Dinda had gone ahead. Patently treating his daughter's wounds. He realized, the presence of Dinda as a figure who can take him, forgetting the tragic event. Now he looks happy and cheerful.

Zaidan approached the two. And crouching to help smoothen the cotton on Anya's wound.

"Daughter of beautiful father sholihah. Where does it hurt. I want to see!" Dinda took a step back to give Zaidan a chance to get close to Anya.

"It's dad ..." Anya said spoiled, while showing the wound that had been neatly wrapped.

" Thank you not yet, same ammah Dinda." While holding Anya.

"Thank You Ammah. It's helping Anya." Closer his face to my face.  Give me a kiss thank you. Automatic Zaidan followed Anya's movements and almost made his head stumbled with Dinda's head.

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun." The two talk together.

Making both of them fixated on not knowing what to do.

"Sorry ...." Zaidan precedes breaking the silence. He felt guilty for what had just happened.

"Yes ...." Answer Dinda briefly. His view then turned to Anya who had been held by Mr. Zaidan.

"Name-sama ... .Be careful when playing. Let's not fall ." He just laughed, forgetting the pain he felt

"Now you can walk alone ...?"

Anya tried to get up. But his face looked grimacing.

"Can't ...."

"Lad's dad ...."  Anya replied spoiled. Makes Dinda smile.

It was great to see the closeness of father and daughter just that wayangnya.

They passed to the car leaving Dinda standing alone. She was not used to being close to a man except for her brother who was very attentive to her. The momentary incident left him shocked and confused. He was only able to whisper softly with a sigh in his heart. God forgive me for this. And protect myself from the swaying of the heart. Until carried away in a sin.

So too with Zaidan. His heart was troubled by this incident. She felt that Dinda was an unusual woman. Very independent, even a little spoiled. And very guarding himself against the opposite sex. He respected Dinda's attitude. Of course, this would be a burden on him. That incident must have disturbed his mind. O Robbi, allow the servant to protect himself from sin in Your other servant, and allow the servant to be his protector. His whisper in his heart regretted his actions.

"Well, when do we get home." Disperse the daydream of Zaidan

"Well, is it?"

Anya nodded.

"Wait for a vacation later we can go to the house with eyes ."

"Yes, it's still a long time dong."

"Not long, if Anya can be sweet."

"Now Anya will sit with father or ammah Dinda."

"Just like dad."

"okay."

"Thank you ...." Anya's screams spread her daydream. Anya's right hand waved, calling herself.

He smiled and tidied up the pppk equipment in the box. In spirit he walked towards the car where Zaidan and Anya were waiting. Followed by Alfath who had just come out of the mosque.

"Then we walked in which direction, sir." Ask Brother Alfath after sitting behind the steering wheel.

"We're straight. There will be a crossroad to the left. Our dining room is in the corner. Right around that corner."

"Good sir."

With deft hands brother turn on the car. And drove off on a crowded street. On the left right of the street stood office buildings and factories, meeting lined up.

But what makes Dinda comfortable in the journey is on the side of the road lined with lush trees, so that the sun is blocked and the air becomes cool. Coupled with the endless coletah Anya coloring the trip. Until it doesn't feel like it's arrived.

"Alfath, I'll just get off here. You parked your car there." While pointing towards the spacious courtyard, located to the right of the building.

After Mr. Zaidan went down with his daughter, Alfath took a car to the parking lot. Shaded place. Surrounded by towering palm trees. There is also a small garden surrounding a small building. It looks like a musholla.  In front of him grew a thick-fruited tree. Very shady with black internite as her umbrella.

We got out, after the car stopped and parked safely. Walking towards the building that is no less beautiful, like my dreams so far.

While Mr. Zaidan who first came down was seen walking into the building by carrying Anya. Wrapped his hands from Zaidan's neck, as if he didn't want to escape. Who amazed themselves, not a bit Mr. Zaidan felt annoyed or angry. It fascinated Dinda.

It turns out that his feelings have been wrong in judging Mr. Zaidan personally. When he first met frankly he felt annoyed at being played with by her. But now he began to understand that Mr. Zaidan is a single parent parent in educating his little daughter. It requires more attention and supervision. But he was so painstaking and rarely complained in living out his obligations. Not to mention his duties in a stacked office. Because it owns several companies.

Inside we have been awaited by him, who sits casually in a classic model chair of teak wood. Next to her sat her little daughter, Anya.

"Nurse ... Dinda, come here."

We walked towards him. And sit in front of him. Soon someone came in with 4 boxes of food.

"Mr Zaidan?"

"Truely myself."

"This is my order." Giving the box.

"Thank you."

"Either. Let's sir."

Mr. Zaidan nodded.

He then invited us to eat in a relaxed manner.

"Geez, bribe me dong."

"Can."

"It has to be spent, baby."

"Geez too."while glancing at my nasal box which was still full.

"What do you think of this place."

"Good, beautiful and comfortable. If I could be honest, this place is what I've been dreaming of all this time."

Hearing that he smiled. What a simple answer, he thought.

"That means you can open this restaurant." He said with spirit.

"But can I see the kitchen first?"

"Used up first, I'll show you the kitchen." Happy answer.