Reaching Surgaku
H- 2

Cheques... Check... !!!

One... Two... !!

" Lack fitting iki Lek, sek echoes less risky." Said one of the kang kang who was checking the mic.

" Try the mic sijine Ton. Ojok sing iku, sing gak gawe ae cable. Nang kordus next to kono mic'e yellow." A friend who is older.

Back kang kang sound system it checks the mic that this time has been replaced with a yellow mic without wires.

Cheques... Check.. !!!

Two... Two... !!! Cheques... One, Two... !!!

Two... Cheques... One, Two... !!!

" Wes, iki Lek's. Wes mantep."

" Saiki replace mic sing in pairs nggo berbangan nang iko Ton stage."

" Ready Lek."

Ummi held a study in front of the house by utilizing a large house plate and also the front street of the house, fortunately our house is in the complex so if there is a degree that is closed, the front street of the house alone does not interfere with the main road. Ummi and abah do often conduct studies at home rather than rent a building and so on, said abah better study at home let the house always sound chanting ayat al quran, ben adem said abah.

This time ummi invited a female speaker who came from the city of Surabaya as well, whose name is indeed famous in surabaya. The speaker who is very young and maybe his age is not much different from my age but seems to be more above me, his name is also the same as I call my mother, "Ummi " .

Although his age is much younger compared to the pilgrims who will follow the study today but he has broad insight and has experience spreading da'wah where.

It looks like some people are preparing to roll out a carpet that will be used to sit in front of the stage with a height that is not much. The long blue velvet carpet is now stretched along the front street of the house. Three blower fans are large enough in the layout to spread out hoping that all worshipers do not feel anger during the event later.

While inside the house looks busy that is not less riwehnya with those outside precisely in the stage area, here, it looks like the mothers are preparing to pack a variety of snacks that are mostly wet cakes into a medium-sized cardboard, which is very common, each cardboard box contains a wet cake that amounts to about seven kinds with added one bottle of mineral water packed in a plastic canteen to facilitate division.

Another case with the kitchen that is preparing to serve rames rice that has been served on a plate and arranged neatly in the middle room, the food will be served as a consunti for the event organizer and all the crew who helped the acra run.

I could only see all the furore in the kitchen through the gap of my bedroom door that was not closed perfectly because my cousin had just sent me some food.

Yes here I am, in my room watching all the activities that occur in my house without being able to jump in it. It's not that I don't want to turn my hands around by helping to do what's there, or it's good to sit on my hands while watching others bother to do this and that. I was eager to help and had tried to help by preparing some of the things in the kitchen at that time. Not that the thanks I got instead I got endless scolding from my bude bude bude who came far from out of town. Not the scorching and rough scolding I get, but the form of his concern for me but wrapped in typical speech of parents.

" Lho... Lho... ... !!! Sopo sing kowe bang pawon nduk? Kowe iki nganten, mbisuk in braeni. Not by grandma melbu pawon." He said, holding me and taking me back to my room. " Manten not by nang pawon, ben mene nek in braeni manglingi." My budding speech added to his sentence earlier.

And by his death I just followed all the directions of my elders. I don't want to be blamed later because it's not according to what the parents say. That's why I can only stay in the room while looking at the situation around from behind the door of my room that opens a little, Ummi only allows me to go out later when following the study on the porch of the house.