PaMud PaPa Young
Whose Voice is It?

"Many people are so careful when putting food in their mouth, but they're not careful when they get the word out of their mouth."

This Tary isisis is really the strangest woman I know, everywhere women if the forehead in the same blow men must feel happy continue auto baper that. It's just that she feels like I'm kayaking candles is really weird, Zainel's inner woman.

"You're being quiet." Tary raised her face so that her position they stared at each other.

"Is it still sick?" Zainel spoke while looking at Tary's face.

"It hurts to wear it again." Tary's face turned irritated at hearing Zainel's question.

"Had just said it didn't hurt."

"That's right you think that if it hurts in the wind, I said it doesn't hurt."

"Here I blow again lest it hurt." Zainel was about to blow on Tary's forehead which was still flushed.

"No need, meningan now you go home and keep bathing because you are bad." Tary covered her nose by pinching her thumb and index finger in part of her nostrils.

"Gini scented coke says bauk." Zainel took a step back and he pulled up next to his armpit and kissed his armpit. She smelled the masculine perfume she was wearing.

"Maha." Tary laughed at Zainel who was kissing her armpits.

"Do you know me?" Zainel turned to look at Tary who was laughing at him.

"Yes, why don't you like it?" Tary stopped laughing at Zainel.

"You really are." Zainel walked forward a step he was already standing before Tary. Zainel raised both hands and began to ruffle Tary's hair.

"Really what?" Tary let her hair get ruffled by Zainel.

"Lea." When Zainel ruffled Tary's hair, she became so adek that she called Lea's name.

"Woi my name is Tary not Lea."

"But you look like Leah." Zainel stopped ruffling Tary's hair.

"She, don't compare me to your boyfriend."

"He's not my girlfriend."

"Lied." Tary did not believe Zainel's words.

"I'm not lying, Lea's with me."

"I met you with a pedicab." Tary is convinced that Lea is Zainel's girlfriend.

"No, Lea is right with me."

"Don't believe me."

"I'll prove to you that Lea was right with me." Zainel took out a wallet from the back pocket of her pants, she opened her wallet.

"Where let me see."

"Now look." Zainel took out a photo from the wallet, after which she pointed it at Tary.

"Is this a picture of your family?" Tary looked at the photo Zainel had shown her.

"Yes, well this one's Lea." Zainel refers to a picture of a woman standing next to a woman.

"Oh so that's what Lea's called, so she's beautiful like Amoy.It turns out you're still Chinese." Tary noticed the woman's face shown by Zainel in the photo.

"Get by emang Amoy. Turns out you know also call for female adek in Chinese." Zainel was shocked when she heard Tary's words.

"Well, I know what I've called Amoy."

"Are you also of Chinese descent?" Zainel noticed Tary's similar-looking face.

"No, I'm an Indigenous. Mama Melayu tribe papa Javanese tribe, well I tuh princess Riau area because I was born and raised in Riau province."

"Where are the pug Chinese descendants like me."

The next morning Zainel woke up earlier than usual. Zainel deliberately woke up earlier than usual because it was the first day he worked so he did not want to come late on the first day of work.

After waking up from sleep Zainel immediately tidied up his bed. Zainel walked out of the room and picked up a broom near the kitchen door. Zainel began sweeping the kitchen first and then he swept the room, the living room and lastly he swept the terrace of his house.

Zainel put the broom in its place back then she walked towards the bathroom. Zainel had finished bathing wearing a colored shirt and sarong cloth and peci on his head.Zainel walked out of his house and he walked towards the mosque.

Zainel was standing in front of the open door of the mosque.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Zainel said his greetings first and then he stepped on his right foot first to walk into the mosque.

"Getishalam." Grandma who was sweeping the mosque answered the greetings then she turned to the direction of the voice.

"Do you want me to help you?" Zainel saw the grandmother was sweeping the floor of the mosque was intending to help the grandmother sweep.

"No effort, can you make it?"

"Can, why grandma?"

"It is better that you pray now because it is time to pray at dawn." Grandma advised Zainel to adzan.

"Let brother ustadz aja the Adzan grandmother."

"What if you were the Adhan?"

"I've never been in Grandma's mosque so I'm afraid I'm wrong."

"You have nothing to fear, grandma sure God willing you can pray." Grandma looked into Zainel's eyes with a hopeful look.

"But grandma." Zainel is still hesitant to adzan.

"You bismillah first." Grandma continued to give support to Zainel.

"Okay grandma I tried." Zainel walked towards the mosque's pulpit with the mosque's microphone. Zainel was standing in the direction of the Qibla and he began chanting the adhan.

At the same time but in a different place Tary woke up from her sleep due to the urination. When Tary woke up from sleep, she got out of bed. Tary heard the voice of the adhan from the mosque.

"That's who's voice is Adzan ? like it's not the voice of Mr. ustadz."

"Why does the voice of this Adhan sound melodious?"

"From his voice alone I'm sure this man who is making this prayer must still be handsome and young."

"Is there no new ustadz in this housing complex?"

"Oh Tary, what the hell are you thinking. Do not let you fall in love with young ustadz in this complex."

"There may be a young ustadz sir who can fall in love with a woman in my bar who does not want to wear a hijab, certainly young ustadz prefer hijab women and wear a veil to be made his wife."

"Well, what am I thinking, now I go to the bathroom because it's at the end of it."

Tary had a hard time urinating, she was still in the bathroom listening to the voice of a man who was adhan in the mosque.

"Shall I pray at dawn in the mosque? let me know whose voice that is?" Tary was curious about the voice of the man who was adhan in the mosque, she intended to pray dawn in the mosque to know the man.

"Ah but I'm ashamed if suddenly go to the mosque for the congregation's morning prayers just to find out who the man who was the Adhan was."

"Some of the women better pray at home so that I mengingan morning prayer at home alone."

"When do I have a priest? let me pray someone wants to."

"Ah, my speech is so slurping because of over time so jones."

"Udah ah should I take water ablus prayer'a ask to be close to my soul mate." After saying that Tary also took the water.

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