Rahman Bin Rahimah
Chapter 66 The Debate of Brother and Sister

"Where is Shandy's development?" ask Maryam. They were on their way to school.

"I heard, last night you got a call from the police station?"

"They reported, if Shandy was not returned to Indonesia. Because he volunteered to help arrest Jack, and the WNI police are working with the Malaysian police."

"If in this week, Jack has not been considered .. then Shandy will be immediately returned to the homeland."

"Jack will be subject to a layered article, about the abusers of narcotics* article 127 paragraph 3, drug dealers* articles 111 to 126 of the Nark Law***ka, article Penal Code 336 on homicide, etc, article KUHP 354 on severe persecution, and article 59 paragraph (2) letter h Law number 35 of 2014 on changes to Law number 23 of 2002 on the protection of Children (kidnapping)."

"In contrast to Shandy which is only subject to articles 111 to 126 of the Nark Law***ka and kidnapping" Abdar said at length.

Previously Maryam had been told, if the one who kidnapped Intan and Rahman was Shandy. Obviously Maryam was very surprised at first, because she also knew well who Shandy was.

"Hopefully get caught fast" do'a Maryam.

"Aamiin," replied Abdar.

Not long after the car arrived at the school parking lot, Maryam got down from the car followed by Abdar.

They both walked towards the school gate. Ten minutes of waiting finally Intan emerged from behind the iron fence.

Abdar briefly saw Rahman walking in front of the class, wanting to actually talk to the boy.

"Come, om," cried Intan.

"Huh. Come on," had a small jerk when the focus was still on Rahman.

After picking up Intan, Maryam and Abdar head straight for Rahimah's house.

In the middle of their journey they talked to each other again.

"Do you remember the house?" ask Abdar to make sure.

"Even if I just go to the house mbak Imah, what do you think I am senile? My people often go to the house of Ustadzah Habibah and pass through the house of mbak Imah, yes obviously I still remember!" though the question is quite short but even answered at length by Maryam.

Yes, Maryam had been to Rahimah's house when Intan and Rahman were kidnapped.

"Who knows you are senile, you just make sure" Abdar replied in response.

"Hell boy, why am I senile. Old sister, who is old .. become senile." said Maryam while pouting.

"Sorry yes, older brother. This sister is young, senile baybay," doesn't accept what Maryam said.

"Idiwn .... Who says brother is still young, should the brother realize .. if the brother is married, surely his son is already two .. so it is not young anymore," Maryam replied with certainty.

"Sister just said," he replied casually.

"Kepedean, inget age .. have three heads more. Ma---,"

"Couldn't mom be the same as not fighting? Dizziness I hear it," chirped Intan mediate the brother-sister debate.

Maryam glanced at the glass hanging over her head to look at Intan sitting in the back seat.

"Yes-yes, Om you're the one who started first," blamed Abdar.

" Loh, why is it that brother is being blamed? Brother was just asking ... You still remember not his house?" not to be blamed.

"Yany was asked everything, obviously I remember."

"... ' it would be better to ask first, than, embarrassed to ask a question on the street."

"Emang I'm a migrant, I'm a native of kale ...."

"And sister cu---."

"Tu'kan, no more noise?"

The two were silent with a hanging sentence.

(Haha, so inget same brother .. we often really fight, continue in a matter of hours .. better again deh 😅. Childhood full memories fights🤣🤣. Is it the same as me?)

"Yes play a song?" hail Maryam when silence for a few seconds. Hands immediately turn on the music.

...🎶🎶🎶...

How dare we all dream

Now it's time for you to go through

Pursue, chase all

Stoplessly

Always believe in yourself

Failing the usual

Don't stop

You'll know where happiness takes you

We can dance in the rainbow

We can climb the highest mountain

One is certain

Dare to dream

And you'll know later

When your ideals are held for sure

Don't listen to those who say

Doubt everything you can

...~Dare to Dream/Naura~...

Accompanied by music, they were unknowingly close to the house of Rahimah. "That's his house" Abdar pointed.

Reducing the speed of her car, Maryam also pulled the brake lever slowly until the car stopped right in front of Rahimah's house.

"Tinn, tin ...," Maryam honks the car horn.

They closed the car door to coincide with the door of the Rahimah house that opened.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," said Maryam first when faced.

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After the market Rahimah keeps her groceries in the kitchen, not to forget also she separated the pants for Rahman and put them in the room of the son.

The womb starts doing homework to fill the time, it sweeps the floor and mops. He also folded his dry clothes, then chose to rest for a while before Maryam came this afternoon.

Just a few minutes he rested, the sound of the car horn made him realize from his drowsiness due to fatigue.

Hurry up to welcome guests who he guessed who he was. When the door was opened, Rahimah was shocked to discover that Abdar was with Maryam and Intan.

"Wa-Wa'alaikumussalam," said the nervous Womb.

"Let's go ahead, come in" he said, inviting Maryam.

"Are we up?" take her to Maryam and Intan.

Leading the way ahead, Abdar watched her from behind Maryam. Slowly retracing one by one the white ceramic stairs until it reaches the top. "Please sit. Ma'am make a drink first," said Rahimah turned around.

"Don't bother, ma'am," refused Maryam smooth.

"No hassle, really. Mbak instead happy, just a moment," a little turned and resumed his steps.

Abdar kept watching Rahimah's back which kept away and left them in the guest room.

There's something Abdar is thinking about right now, he's in an inner war.

Seeing and paying attention to the state of Intan's house was very excited. "Well, there's the same trophy taekwondo charter .. the pantes of Rahman's brother's time in the same room the kidnappers can beat them, and we can run away," Intan recalled the incident as she was kidnapped while staring in awe at the trophy.

"Yes, my mom just saw." Walk near the wall cabinets.

Abdar's attention followed the direction of Intan and Maryam. He's been to this house twice, but just like Maryam he just realized it.

First when he was injured in the palm, but he was immediately taken to the bathroom and sat at the dining table. Second, when they discussed the kidnapping of Rahman, but the focus was on Abizar.

They can see neat rows of trophies and charters from various taekwondo championships and meticulously smart.

Busy admiring the contents of the wall cabinet to the point that they did not realize the Rahimah who came with a napan in her hand.

"Please drink." Put three glasses of syrup with snacks.

"Well, we're a hassle, huh." Said Maryam.

"Don't hesitate, please drink. You stay a while, huh? Take the measuring tool first." Which was confirmed by Maryam.

Rahimah did not look at Abdar at all, from earlier she only saw Maryam and Intan. They also drank the drinks that had been provided, until shortly afterwards the Rahimah came back. This time he brought a book, pen and meter made of plastic to measure the body.

"What do you want, make the clothes?" ask Rahimah to the points while sitting next to Maryam.

"Wear the pants, get rich."

"What's a good cloth, mbak?"

"Viscose Rayon fabric, Cotton, Japanese cotton, combed cotton, linen, and Cahsmere. It also fits," mentioning the names of the fabrics.

"What difference?" Mary was a little confused. During this time he only bought origin, if he felt comfortable, it will be immediately purchased without knowing what are the benefits of the fabric.

"Viscose Rayon fabric, known as artificial silk in textile industry. The character of the fabric is very smooth and not easily tangled."

"If Cotton fabric, it is among the highest type of fabric enthusiasts. Fabric made of strong light cotton fiber, the absorbency is very good and comfortable in the skin. This fabric is suitable as a top, long dress, to formal pants."

"Japanese cotton cloth is also suitable for the material of the robe and blouse. The raw material is one hundred percent fine cotton fiber, so the quality is better than ordinary cotton and other types of cotton, Japanese cotton absorbency is better and the soft texture is very comfortable in the skin."

"Cotton combed fabric is very comfortable and soft when worn. Absorption is also very good, comfortable for all weather conditions even though it is used long enough."

"Cotton combed fabric is basically made like regular cotton. But in the final stage is done brushing (combed) on the fabric fibers, so it is smoother and does not look hairy."

"Linene fabric, the texture is soft and smooth, and gives a cool feeling when touching the skin. Absorption is also fairly good, not easily dirty unless exposed to heavy stains."

"Linene fabrics have fine fibers that are clearly visible when viewed from a close distance. This fabric is identical to pale colors, stay combined and with other bold-colored outfit just easily tangled."

"Smorbability of cashmere cloth is very good. The smooth and soft texture is comfortable on the skin. Cahsmere is usually used as a skirt, dress, blouse and pasmina."

With patience Rahimah explained. After hearing all that Maryam also chose. "Japanese crowns are good."

Rahimah immediately wrote it on the note. "OKAY. The color?"

"The color?" parrot Maryam, one hand raised holding the chin and the other hand crossed to support his elbow while his eyes moved as if thinking.

"What color, huh?" said monologue.

"Ping aja ma," chirped Intan gave an opinion.

"Don't ..," the mother protested.

"Night blue, brown or mossy green, is also good," Rahimah suggested as she looked at the seemingly confused Maryam to determine.

"If you like what color?" Ask Mary back.

"Well, how do you ask me?"

"I'm confused at all."

"Are you sure you asked me what color it was?"

"Yes .. sure, that's okay."

"Green moss," select Womb.

"Yes, green moss is mbak."

"For his hands, will it be collared or ordinary?" back to asking questions.

"Collared," answered Maryam quickly.

The womb also writes.

"We measure it first."

Maryam stood up to measure her body. Starting from the top to the bottom, front and back. Intan was so, until it was Abdar's turn.

"Let's sir, I measure," Abdar frowned hearing he was called sir.

"Don't call me sir, call me madam," instead of Abdar speaking, Maryam rebuking him.

"Emm, let's mas" repeated the doubtful Rahimah that Abdar replied with a faint smile.

Walking closer, Abdar who had seen Rahimah anoint Maryam and Intan so close, he was impatient to see the face of Rahimah directly in front of him.

"Excuse me," Rahimah's permission began to measure.

Rahimah stood behind Abdar, choosing to measure his back shoulder first. After the shoulder, the uterus measures the hand by staying in the back position.

Then the hands of Rahimah stretched out between the lower arms and the waist of Abdar to lay the meter on his waist.

Abdar was a little disappointed because unlike Maryam and and Intan who faced off.

The womb, which measured it from behind and attached the meter to Abdar's body, could sense that his sense of smell was filled with Abdar's perfume.

"It's done, it's done" Rahimah said, ending the measurement.

Abdar sat back down with a feeling of being coxed.

"Then we go home first, ma'am." After the drink was gone, Maryam left

From the womb to the front of the house, they greet each other. Abdar turned to Rahimah again before entering the door.

The car left Rahimah's yard. Turning around closing the door and locking it, he went back upstairs.

Just as his foot was stepping on the top floor, the sound of a bell rang out. Rahimah frowned, if it was Rahman then she would be in soon because she also had a key child.

With doubt Rahimah participated, she was actually still angry with her son. "Czech," the door's open.

Rahimah gasped, she was glued to the door, looking at a man in front of her with an erratic feeling.

Rahimah looked behind her guests, and there was no one. There was no car, only her own. What's he want? thought.

"Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. What's up?" ask Rahimah politely.

"Is this how you get guests?" his reply.

"A few minutes ago you were my guest, but now ... What do you want?" ask formal Rahimah to be polite.

"I was your guest, and now I am. I have something to ask, it's important. I didn't want to talk about it in front of Maryam and Intan earlier" Abdar said casually.

Yes, that person is Abdar. He deliberately asked to be dropped by the roadside on the grounds that there would be business with his friend around here.

"What do you want to ask? As I recall we are not that close, to have each other important questions," reject the subtle Grace.

"Let me go in first." Rahimah immediately pulled over as Abdar barged in past her.

"Actually, what do you want?" still standing in front of the door stared at the puzzled man who remained walking towards the chair near the stairs.

"I told you, there's something I want to ask you" Abdar said casually.

One breath escaped from the lips of the womb, succumbing he came closer.

"Say?" the commandment of the Rahimah remains standing by giving distance.

"It's not polite, you'd better sit down. Because it's a serious question."

Breathing resignedly, Rahimah sat still giving distance.

"Say?" look at Rahimah annoyed, because long-winded.

Abdar smiled faintly, he had never seen such a Rahimah.

"Do you remember me?" ask Abdar ambigu.

Not immediately answering, The womb was silent for a few seconds. "Of course .. You are the sister of Maryam" replied Rahimah surely.

"That's not what I mean. What I mean ... do you still remember about men ten years ago?" The womb was shocked, he never expected to get a question like this. He thought that Abdar did not remember him, remembering Abdar who had always been a normal person to him and Rahman.

"What are you talking about? You seem to have the wrong person?" his eloquence was mediocre to cover his nervousness.

"Honestly, at first I don't remember your face after that incident. And I decided to look for information about you ten years ago. But I'm late, 'cause you guys are moving out of this house and this town. Just your iditintas and pictures I got."

Rahimah remained silent listening without any intention of interrupting, in the corner of her heart .. she was slightly touched, as she was once sought. But even if he was found, it still could not cure his depression at that time.

Not knowing the courage from which Abdar could speak like that, it seemed like this was what he was considering from earlier.

"So ... Do you remember me now? A man ten years ago?" repeated Abdar.

Rahimah was silent, her eyes were staring at Abdar. This was a stark question, and for the second time he was reminded of its mass.

Abdar stood up and approached, Rahimah gasped slightly at the actions of Abdar who was now standing in front of him.

"Ad-what's up?" Nervous jaw.

The uterus again gasped to see Abdar who suddenly crouched with both knees in focus.

"I swear, that the incident ten years ago was not intentional. That time I didn't realize I had hurt you, and now I'm grateful to have reunited with you to apologize and forgive you in person."

Suddenly Rahimah's eyes heat up, clear fluid begins to accumulate crammed to come out making her vision blurred. Nor was the shadow of Abdar seen.

"So you did it?" both were shocked to hear a sound from the door.

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