REMEDIALLY
Contreng to two

...Bismillah, Hello everyone. Alhamdulillah can update, but it is recommended not to go back and forth check updates because it may be a bit slow, Qadarullah there is a responsibility that gabisa I stay. I can't promise anything, which obviously has no intention of ignoring let alone leaving Shaka eh Mima as the reader of all her intentions. Alhamdulillah Remedial has passed the contract and has a contract with the publisher as well, this novel will be completed here, InsyaAllah, but maybe the print version will be completed first, he said, so I hope you guys² still patiently enjoy Mima's time travel and friends....

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Mima's home kitchen has never been quiet from activity since the first Ramadan, fryers and friends always clashing right every three o'clock in the morning, Mima is awake but has not yet moved from his big mattress, because he knew Shaka would call him after he finished cooking or just warm up the food from Tek Na.

Sure enough, not long after the scent of orange leaves from the wet jerky that Shaka was treating, there was a knock on the door and Shaka's voice woke him up.

“I'm up.” Without waiting for a second knock, Mima opened the door while twisting her short hair.

“Yuk sahur!”

Shaka goes to the kitchen first, puts nabez water on the table for him and Mima, and then finishes off the cooking utensils to the dishwasher.

Mima downed the water soaking her date and briefly remembered something.

“Where are you going? haven't eaten yet,” said Shaka, he just sat down to drink his water.

“Take HP first!”

Shaka thought, after the Razia wild racing incident yesterday, Mima could rethink to continue her relationship with Dheo, not normally women will feel the heartache of being left alone in the forbidden arena which ends up being transported to the police station by patrol car.

Since that incident, Dheo is invisible, its existence is swallowed by time, not trace, social media accounts are also closed, either because of shame or there are other reasons.

The school said Dheo had a problem and was taken home to the beach, where his family was, but last night Shaka overheard Mima talking on the phone, at that time Shaka was drawing water in the well next to the garden house, Mima just finished bathing and standing in the middle of his window her room was wide open.

“Oh, is it hard to network there? I thought you were mad at me.” Shaka put up his ears so that he could hear the chatter.

There are sentences that are not too clear, sometimes the girl laughed and smiled wrongly and then spoke again.

“I know your position, Dhe. Besides I also do not why, do not worry, greetings to Amak, yes.”

But not long after saying that there was a long pause, Shaka so confused, Dheo, what else? Along with that Mima's expression changed, which was as bright as the afternoon sky, suddenly like a great storm would occur.

“Iya, I still hear.” That's what came out of Mima's mouth later.

“So that's why you came home?”

“But we're still in school? What matchmaking do you mean?”

Shaka's eyes had a balled up, eager to roll down the window so that they could hear more clearly their dialogue.

“Yes already, I keep your promise, loh! You came back here, yeah. We talk and structure our future.”

Shaka had wanted to go in, no longer wanting to hear more hurtful words than this, knowing Mima wished so much and foolishly to Dheo made her even more meaningless there, how to build memories with people not feeling his presence?

But again the pain healed just like that given his duties, Shaka could not reply to Mima.

It's only a matter of time, surely Mima will realize that Shaka is not only handsome but also calming. Hehe. Does the girl have her head hit hard objects first let her realize, that who always take time will win than those who only come when free time?

Mima with his cell phone sat back and enjoyed his sahur that morning without a sound, his agitated expression was so noticeable, the rice that was only two tablespoons had already been thirty minutes did not also finish him chewing, he said, the right hand bribes so slowly while the left hand types messages with the opposite force.

Shaka just observes with a resigned gaze, people who have fallen in love in addition to damaging the mind can also be stupid, not just Mima, himself is the same, too, can't argue and be angry with what Mima did to him.

“About finishing that rice, I have tremendous sleepiness masakin for our sahur,” Shaka chirps.

“See deh!” he said showing a photo on his phone screen, Shaka focused on seeing the contact's name in the top corner.

Future Husband's

“Beauty no?” mima asked, but Shaka had not noticed the photo.

“Beautiful, but right, look forward to you.”

Mima put her phone down and ate the rest of the rice on the plate, then finished eating it at dawn.

“Before me, right?”

“Truly, especially in my eyes.” Shaka was earnest, there was no doubt when praising Mima.

Mima blushed embarrassedly, “But that's not what I mean, em, she's Suli, Dheo says, her parents and Suli's parents have tied the promise to them.”

Oh so that's what caused the storm's presence, now it's not just Mima, Shaka also felt the impact, it's, Mima still cares and very much expects the presence of Dheo even wrote the name Dheo in the hope also do’a prayer that is not just any.

Future Husband's

That means Mima is indifferent to Shaka's feelings, it means Mima does not know that the “Ay.” that Shaka always calls is not for “Ayumna.” but for “My-Father." That's how he said it.

“You still care so much about him, I think after he left you yesterday at dawn, eh errat .. abis ngacir and forgot about you, you can think what kind of man Dheo is, you can think what kind of man Dheo is,” shaka shirih almost inaudible.

“Night evening he said he didn't want to be betrothed and asked me a serious commitment after graduating from school, when are we here, Shaka? Why hasn't my mission been contreng too? It's been almost ten days we fasted and I've never bolong.”

It turns out that Mima did not hear Shaka's words earlier, he instead talked about something else about Dheo, making Shaka more lustful want to bang the girl's head to the dining table, so that the girl's, of course it was just his normal inner voice, while the bucolic soul would always forgive.

He also wonders why Mima's fasting mission has not been contreng, though imperfect, but Shaka remembers three days ago without the shadow of Dheo, though imperfect, but Shaka could see Mima performing this one worship so calmly.

Before the afternoon when Dheo contacted him even Shaka heard Mr. Fauzi praising Mima while reading the Qur’an in the mushala. Obviously Mima didn't do that to attract anyone's attention, because Dheo wasn't there.

“The time hasn't been contreng, Ay? try to grab a copy of the mission!”

Mima still remembered the last time she saw the object in the corner of her reading last night, she wanted to stand up to pick it up, but suddenly the sheet seemed to glow over the old granny radio in the kitchen.

“You moved here?” asking Shaka, Shaka shrugged his shoulders, not him.

“It doesn't matter who moved, look at the contrengnya.”

Mima was amazed, as if there was a bright light shining blindly from a checkered mark on the worn paper, it was so dazzling that Mima had to close her eyes using her arms.

“Have been signed?” Besides being surprised, Mima also had severe goosebumps, she did not remember which practice she desired and recorded as a reward?

And maybe sincerely it is so, when he does not feel heavy, when he does not charge anything from a service, maybe at that time everything he does actually has value.

“Alhamdulillah.” Shaka sure it must have been contreng only they did not realize it.

Shaka glanced at the date on the daily paper calendar attached to the refrigerator then matched it with the hijri date on his phone.

“We've been in Ramadhan to 20, Ay!” optimistic sleet.