
"Om want some chicken for Zain" replied the Papa.
"You Mek, what do you want?" ask Zain to his girlfriend.
"Sama sir, I'm just soto chicken," Meka replied as she looked at the Inn.
Then Zain walked over to the cashier and handed them the paper.
"This is Ma'am's order, yes" Zain handed over the paper.
"Well sir, wait a few minutes. Later on to his desk. Which table is it, sir?" ask the cashier.
Then Zain showed me their table. After completing the order, Zain rejoined Meka and Papa.
"Wait a minute, Om, get them the order later," explained Zain when he returned to their table.
"Son Zain, is there anything hidden from me about last night?" asked his father Meka looked at Zain suspiciously.
"Where is Om, I am also confused to explain how. Because what knows such a thing is only Meka and Ustadz Anwar," explained Zain who did not want to carelessly explain.
"They tried to explain to Papa what happened" his father asked his son.
"Last night Pa, our house was sent a blow from the roof by someone. And Meka doesn't know exactly what it is. Because Meka only got whispers, to keep dhikr and do not be afraid because the Tiger and Ustadz Anwar will try to dispel the shipment. That's why Meka ngajak Papa met Ustadz Anwar," explained Meka.
"Does this have anything to do with Biyu as the pigtail explains huh?" thought Papa Meka.
Then from far away, the waiter was walking towards their table delivering their food order.
"This is sir, Ma'am soto the chicken. Shit enjoyed, if there is an addition, just go directly to the cashier yes sir," said the waiter.
"Good ma'am, thank you," Meka replied.
"Now we have breakfast first, after that we continue the journey to Ustadz Anwar. Papa is sure, he is also waiting for us" said his father.
They also ate their breakfast in the morning with pleasure. It didn't take long, they finally finished their breakfast the morning. As they ate breakfast, no chatter took place between them. Meka, Zain and Papanya focus on eating his chicken soto.
After finishing breakfast, they hurried to leave the food stall and get into the car.
"Son Zain, what time do you plan to go to the airport?" ask Papa Meka who melts the atmosphere in the car.
"The plane leaves at 16:00 pm Om to Jakarta. From Jakarta Meka wanted to take the train Om. He said he was not comfortable boarding a plane to Jogja, tired of waiting at the airport because of transit Om. So we decided to take the train from Jakarta to Jogja" explained Zain.
"But if it's a train, tomorrow you'll reach Meka. Why Tidka continued to board the plane so quickly to arrive and rest in Jogja."
"Let's see Pa, if you want to take another plane to Jogja or train. But from here the plane ticket has been taken for departure to Jakarta," said Meka from behind.
"Well, if you decide like that. Be careful on the road. And Papa is also likely to leave today with Papa's friend who is also a village. Later you help Papa make Papa clothes clean, Papa ya Meka," said his father who asked Meka to take care of his Papa luggage later.
"Yes Pa, Meka will prepare it with Mr. Zain."
Eventually the car arrived at Ustadz Anwar housing. They're looking for the Ustadz house. And they found Ustadz's house right Zain's car stopped in front of the house painted light green.
The three of them got out of the car and went into the courtyard of Ustadz's house. Then they walked to the door of his house.
Meka tried to knock on the door.
"Tok tok, Assalamu'alaikum Ustadz..!" call Meka.
From inside the house came the sound of someone answering Meka's call.
The three of them entered the Ustadz house and sat in the guest chair.
"Sir Bram, what do you want Zain to drink?" ask the Ustadz.
"No need to bother Ustadz, we had a drink before we got here" Zain subtly refused.
"If Meka wants to drink what?" ask Ustadz that to Meka.
"I'm just plain water Ustadz" replied Meka who felt bad if she refused.
Ustadz smiled looking at Meka. He understood that Meka was reluctant to refuse his offer.