
The day began to noon, the guests slowly began to dwindle. Everyone has returned home.
The voice of the dzuhur adhan reverberated, making Rika and Artit get ready to carry out their obligations.
Today was quite tiring for Rika, her leg was already this broken, as a result of these damn hells shoes. His stomach also felt bad. Moreover, Rika had not filled her stomach from the morning.
Ardit looked at the worried Rika, "Who?"
Rika nodded briefly, "gapapa,"
"Bun, Ardit take Rika to the room huh? pity as if he was exhausted." said Ardit.
"Oh yes, gapapa. You take Rika to the room, sorry she needs her rest. Rika you rest yeah, must be tired."
"But bun, the guest?" rika asked, she was quite unwell if she had to leave.
He's the one with the show, he has to go. It's not delicious.
"No problem, you're up to Artit. Make the guest, let the mother be with your mother who takes care of. You guys take a break," Veni smiled warmly, rubbing Rika's shoulders.
As if to tell you, it's okay. The guests are also slowly diminishing.
"Jaudah bun, Ardit is the same Rika is saying up." Pamit Ardit, do not forget to greet the hand of the mother.
"Yes, ati-ati will be humming."
Help Rika climb up, climb one by one the stairs. Rika had enough trouble with the clothes she was wearing, rent. The thing that Rika is lazy, already know Rika does not like to wear skirts, not dislikes.
More precisely, less comfortable.
Rika slightly curses in her heart, her inner self. How can people wear these clothes, Rika is a difficulty. He recalled where Rika used to be the laziest with her name.
Kartini day, where everyone has to wear traditional clothes. Not that Rika does not want to preserve the culture, but must wear kebaya. Sufficient clothes did not make him happy.
Not feeling the two had reached in front of Rika's room, Rika slowly opened her room. Not much different, but pretty neat than before.
Rika is the laziest if her room is decorated this, according to her it all makes her room a mess.
Enough with a little decoration, it does not need much. Most importantly comfortable.
"I help," Ardit helps Rika remove the accessories on her head.
Five minutes, all of Rika's accessories had come off, her hands picking up a cotton swab and a make up cleanser. It didn't take long to make up it was clean.
"We pray together, if you want to take a shower. Please wait here." said Ardit.
Rika nodded briefly, the girl walked towards the walk in closet. Take her casual clothes, and just go straight to the bathroom to clean herself up.
It didn't take long, Rika had finished with her bathing ritual. Rika is out, getting Ardit to be focusing on her phone.
"Em, if you want to take a shower. Immediately, I'll bring clothes." Rika said while drying her hair.
"Oh, yes." Ardit walked into the bathroom. Before long the door to Rima's room was knocked, making Rika step foot to the door.
"Eh Bi Ina, what's wrong?" Ask Rica.
"It's Non, Den Ardit's briefcase." Bi Ina gave the small black suitcase to Rika.
Rika received the suitcase. "Oke Bi, thank you for bringing it."
"Sama-sama Non, then Auntie said yes. Want to help others, "Bi Ina also leave Rika.
Rika lifted the suitcase into a walk in closet, arranging her clothes into an empty closet. After that take one stell shirt for Ardit and give it to Ardit.
Ardit came out in black t-shirts and knee-length shorts in matching colors.
"Udah wudhu?" Ask Ardit, while putting on cocoa clothes do not forget the skullcap.
Rika nodded, "that's it."
Ardit nodded, both of them putting up prayer mats.
This duhur prayer is Rika's first prayer along with Ardit. Both prayed fervently. With the sound of the Ardite so melodious reciting the holy verses of the Qur'an.
After the prayer Ardit turned towards Rika. Rika who knows immediately kissed Ardit's hand and on the side of Ardit kissed Rika's forehead gently.