Love Johanna
Section 54

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 54...

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"Yes, God ..." - johanna. "Why did you think Hanna was pregnant, because of the vomiting?"

Hurry Mama Lilian grabbed back her daughter's fingers. He kissed her a few times. "Sorry Mama, Son. Mama justan ... Mama justan .. feel worried ... that's what happened to you at this time, son. M-sorry Mama."

Johanna hugged her mother tightly. He replied, "For God's sake, Ma. Hanna never said anything God forbid."

"Really, Son?"

"Yes, Ma. For Chrissakes. Hanna was still like Hanna whom Mama knew from childhood. Hanna can still keep Hanna's chastity."

"Praise God .. thank goodness. Mama is very relieved, dear," said Mama Lilian among the close embrace of her daughter. "Mama was worried when you vomited earlier. That's why I think …."

"Because that's why Mama nanyain menstruated Hanna earlier?" johanna asked after letting go of her embrace. Mama Lilian nodded. "Yes, my goodness .. Mama! How can it go that far, he thought?"

"End .. Mama noticed you lately, often ngerem in the room, rarely want to eat together, and earlier .. horrified you vomit, Mama immediately panicked," said the old woman accompanied by a sad look. "What the hell are you, son? Is there something you're hiding from Mama?"

Johanna shook her head with a smile. He realized, that time he again lied to his mother. Especially on the white cloth under the pile of pillows.

"Why don't you eat it?" mamalian asked while pointing at the remaining rice in the dish on the table. "Do you like your mom's cooking?"

"Oh, no. It's not so, Ma," replied Johanna hurriedly. "Hanna was just another fat-reducing ingredient. Hanna diet's. Yes, it's .. diet."

Actually there are still other question materials that Mama Lilian wants to ask, but for that moment she feels it is enough. That's it first. Most importantly, what was initially feared, was not real to happen.

But far from Johanna's own estimate, it turns out Mama Lilian was thinking about something else. Of course something related to the conversation earlier with his son.

A few days after the evening conversation, Mama Lilian secretly watched Johanna's activities outside. Especially in college. From the results of his observation, the old woman knew that the figure of the man close to Johanna was Reychan.

'Is that young man Muslim?' Wondering she was so –one day– found Reychan entering a Mosque. 'Hanna didn't choose wrong? Why should such a man make my son fall in love?'

Besides the fear of being affected by Reychan, Mama Lilian still had another thought. 'Who knows, it is Johanna who will be able to influence the man, until she wants to follow our beliefs, ' he said with all hope. But when it comes to Johanna's recent behavior, it seems contradictory. 'Hanna did not want to eat dishes containing pork. Something I know, it is strictly forbidden by the followers of Islam. Does that mean ….'

Mama Lilian was silent. Frozen moment. He closed his eyes accompanied by a distinctive movement in accordance with the habits he believed. Touching the tip of the index finger at four points; forehead, right-left and center chest. 'Lord Jesus, do not let what you think happened to Johanna. Please servant, Lord. Assign him as Your follower and always keep his faith.'

"Crazy!" cursed the old woman on the way home while continuing to think. "Don't let my husband know what Hanna's doing."

She was terrified that what she knew would be sniffed by her husband, Jonathan. It is feared that it will be bad or even more fatal — than what was just estimated— befall his daughter later. Moreover, the old man was an activist of the Church and was very obedient to religious teachings. Plus his dislike of Muslims, it would be something very terrible if he knew the real thing about Johanna's behavior.

Therefore, as much as possible Mama Lilian covered up what she had obtained about Johanna to her husband. No exception to Andrew. Including events later in life ….

"Ma, Andrew saw just now, Brother Hanna has a strange book," Andrew said one time. Mama Lilian immediately responded and asked, "What kind of strange book, Ndrew? Did you sneak into your sister's room?"

"No, Ma!"

"Well, continues?"

Andrew replied again, "Barusan Andrew wants to pinch the marker with Brother Hanna. Keep telling yourself. Uh, accidentally .. Andrew saw in the middle of Kak Hanna's pile of college books, there's a weird little book."

"Yes. What book? From now on, say it's a strange book ... strange book ... continue?"

Andrew recalled, then said, "It's not wrong .. the title .. SALAT's GUIDE is that."

"Yaaa .. strange, Ma," Andrew said. "What did Hanna do to read that book? Want to learn to pray?"

"Huussa! You are not talking about it!" his mother hurriedly nodded. "Yaa .. who knows what material to do your sister's college assignment, Ndrew."

"Well, what is the same relationship with the practice of praying the bearded?"

"Huuss!" Mama Lilian poking her son's lips. "Your sister is a Psychologist. It could be that what he learned was .. related to Sociology and Anthropology activities, for example. Could you, right?"

"What's the connection?" Andrew is confused.

"Yes, there are times" replied Mama Lilian. "Udah, ah. Don't ask about that. Mama doesn't understand. You also focus on the same lessons in your school. Next year you will also go to college, you know. Who from now on, huh?"

Andrew seemed to think. "Kalo Papa until you know, what it won't—"

Tukas his mother quickly, "That's why you don't say anything about your brother is the same Papa! Believe me, Hanna is just learning more. I'm sure you are, same brother."

"Fire, Ma, Andrew—"

"Udah there! Mom is busy cooking! You want to help?"

"Damn, ogah! Boy cook time?" seloroh Andrew complete with giggles. "Son Hanna, the rules are told."

"Well, what's wrong with boys cooking? Chef that expensive restaurant too .. Most of the chef is male, son. Your father is also so walopun, the best cook, in the coldest Mama."

"Yes, no. Cook, wife's job. Not the husband's duty."

"Well, this is what I need to do" said Mama Lilian. "Now, PR for you if you already have your own family, son." The woman stopped her activities for a while to explain. "In that household, there is no term .. This is the work of the wife, it is the work of the husband. Whatever work is in the house is a task together. Nyuci or cook, no deh diidentikin on the side of the wife or husband. As long as there is opportunity and free time, work together. Don't screw each other."

"Well, that's Papa rarely going down to the kitchen, Ma."

"Because your father is busy with his work and activities as well. If all Papa who fuss, continue to make money for us to eat, who? Who paid for your education, who? Buy this, from whom? Your dad, right? That's why Mama took part in the housework that laen. Cooperation is the term. But then, your father also likes to help Mama too, really."

When the two were discussing, Johanna suddenly appeared.

"Ma, Hanna help you later, huh?" said the girl while looking at the ingredients that will be served for the menu that day.

"Why not now, brother?" ask Andrew.

"Yes, entar. I'm going to the water first, right. The responsibility is already half four," Johanna's responsibilities unknowingly. Then hurriedly rushed to the restroom.

"Half four afternoons 'this is what, say responsibility? What do you want to do with Hanna?" asked Andrew muttering to himself. His mind was suddenly filled with questions. Until then, Johanna came back out of her place. "Sir Hanna did what?"

"Wash your face" answered Hanna short.

"Wash your face .. Why are your feet wet?" Andrew looked at his brother closely. Mama Lilian herself just glanced at the lyrics without even commenting.

"What's so strange?" She asked Johanna. "Many questions, ah! So, what a guy, how chatty you are!"

The girl hurriedly passed from before them. Go back into the room and lock yourself in

Not much after that, I heard Azan Asar from the nearest Musala.

'Hhmmm ..' deham Andrew squinted.

...SERIATE...