
"Yes, just move the ice forward" I said
nada.
"Don't you go long!" mom's back
reminding.
"He is.." I answered more and more. Noth
sebel sama ibuk ya, but the Hafiz a lot
that wind.
She closed the door, and disappeared
as the door closes.
I got up, and sat down, intending
going to the living room.
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Fifteen minutes after my mom
calling me, I was just going to leave the room.
In the guest room, there is Father, mother and master Hafiz
like exchanging stories while laughing.
Slowly I stepped foot, approaching
them. Unexpectedly everything stopped laughing and panned towards me.
Moreover, I who felt noticed, with a little shame sitting beside my father.
"I'm sorry, son of Hafiz, if there are children
sir this miss is a lot of trouble, understand
he was a spoiled child and should have been
not yet time to work" said the father
stroking my head.
I turned the memory, feeling astonished like something was discordant in my ears, oh.
father's call to Hafiz. Since when
father calls master Hafiz to be son
Hafiz?.
I squinted my eyes at the master
Hafiz, it turns out that he is also looking at me.
I quickly shifted my eyes.
Steadily looking at me he said, "Sir,
even we were very happy about merase
with the presence of Ais, die is good at cooking, while homework is in order. So, you don't need to worry, I'm a good kid" said Mr. Hafiz praising me in front of my father and mother.
"Ah...at most it is just to please Dad and mom" I murmured
in my heart, still with a face.
"Come on, Hafiz, please drink it" Dad
let Master Hafiz drink water
tea that my mother has served.
"Ais, please tidy up your room!" Paternity
commanded me.
"What happened to Ais's room?
I was surprised when I came in
my room is still ok, and I don't think it's a problem
also for me if it's a little messy.
"For a while, let son Hafiz sleep
in room! " father's light to me.
Hafiz didn't seem to hear what I was talking about with dad, but I knew he was smiling. I don't know what.
"Ha....., Dad....., why should I stay in Ice's room? I snorted in annoyance while staring intently at the
Hafiz.
"Which room would I like to be in?
you also know we only have two rooms. Already, son Hafiz, later let it be between Ais yes...
in his room, uncle wants to go to the stall for a second"
Dad ended the conversation and passed
leave us in the guest room.
"Ais, remember to show Hafiz a room later,
I also want to go to the kitchen to prepare
dinner" Mother got up, and now
in the guest room.
Everything went away, as if intentionally letting
us both.
I was still in a position of annoyance, wanting to get up
from sitting, but I haven't stood yet, si
Hafiz held me back, "Ais, are you angry?" ask
Hafiz.
Hello...could be, man in front of this
ask like that. I looked into his eyes with
nanar, he looked back at me, and then I answered
the question just now was slowly but emphatically, "Mister Hafiz, aren't you enough to trouble me? I think I have accepted your offer wrongly".
I don't really want to say and
acting like this, especially she was my master, but considering her wish to marry me siri, I became annoyed. As simple as that he took away my chastity, and afterwards pretended to want to take responsibility in order to easily escape the guilt.
"Make a series" oh..no.
"Ais, we're marrying hanye's series while, after quiet down later and your study business is over, kite will register a marriage share negare" Mr. Hafiz, as if he can understand what makes me upset with him.
"really?" my investigation still hesitated a little bit on him.
"Give me my pseudo-pade, let me bicare your parents' pade". He said confidently, with a full look at me.
Again, Hafiz's words seemed to contain a mantra, as soon as my emotions subsided.
"Master Hafiz rest! come onl....Ice to the room!" I said slowly, then got up and stepped into the room, as he followed behind me while pulling the suitcase in his hand.
"This is his room, Mr. Hafiz can rest!" as I open the door.
"Still Ice" said Mr. Hafiz, smiling at me.
I did not answer and left him.
I walked into the kitchen, looking for my mother. In the kitchen I saw my mother busy preparing cooking.
"What's cooking?" I said to my mom who looks busy cutting onions.
Mom looked at me, "Eh...Ice, how come Hafiz is left?"
"Mother..., Ais asked what cooking, even behind the nanya" I grumbled annoyed, again Hafiz asked.
"No way my dear, she's our guest, besides she's your employer" Mother seemed to dislike my attitude.
I hug the mother from behind, "He is my mother.later Ais will pay attention to you same mister HAFIZ. Buk during Ais in Malaysia, did any of Ais' friends come?" I felt that my friends must be coming, because I suddenly disappeared.
"Oh..yes, there is..., that...the high white, handsome....,ih.....what is his name...? Mom tried to remember.
"Raka? my guess.
"Not.., yesterday he came to pack a car" said the mother.
"Buk car sir?" many wonder.
"What is Reza, yes, but it is impossible, Reza is also not in Indonesia" I murmured in my heart.
"Assalamualaikum.." There was a male voice greeting.
Mom and I looked at each other.
"Ais, look who's coming!" tell mom to me.
"Let's see the buk!" I set foot into the living room.
Soon the sound of greeting was heard.
"Assynoltom..."
"Valaydaikumsalam.." sahutku.
I saw a young man standing at the door.
"Sir Reza....!" shouts girang.
"Ais....!, when did it arrive? sweep it to me with sparkling eyes.
"Just an hour ago, come on please come in!" I'm approaching Reza's sister.
"We're relaxing under an ice tree" Appoint Reza's sister on a tree in the yard.
I also went with Reza to relax under the tree.
Mother who was curious about who came, also stepped foot towards the living room. As he passed by my room, he passed by Hafiz's master, "Eh.nak Hafiz.", I saw Hafiz coming out of the room.
"Is mane buk?" ask him on Ibuk.
"Under the tree, my mother pointed her index finger at me and Reza, seen sitting in a lounge chair under a shady mango tree.
"Is same ready buk?" Hafiz asked the mother again.
"That is, the mother is also curious, so the mother wants to see who comes" said the mother to Hafiz.
Mother and Hafiz walked towards the terrace. Then mom pretended to call me, "Ais...why aren't guests invited in?" yelled mother who surprised me and sister Reza.
Reza and I turned towards my mother, "here is a buk, cold a lot of wind" Reza said kindly.
"Oh.nak Reza anyway, continue aja.com, mom wants to cook first" mom smiled at me and brother Reza, then passed to the kitchen.
I saw that Mr. Hafiz was in the air, but I was indifferent, continuing the conversation with Mr. Reza. I pay no heed, Mr. Hafiz's stare at me and Mr. Reza.
"Who? asked Brother Reza while glancing towards master Hafiz.