
First morning in Palembang.
Aulia squirmed her body here and there, ringing very loud was heard making Aulia open her eyes she was actually not willing to wake up but still ringing alarm broke the silence of the night.
“what time is it exactly?.”gumam Aulia.
My God, my body is sick.
Aulia stretched her body here and there to stretch.she stared at the clock turned out to be half four, more late than usual.
Astagfirullah, I have not prayed tahajud.
Aulia hurriedly moved from her sleep, until her legs were wrapped in a blanket.
Brugh.
“aulia you why the hell?.”
once he heard the sound of falling objects, Dante immediately woke up when he was sleeping soundly.
“maaf mas!I slipped.”
mas?.
Dante smiled faintly, of course, changing his call given by Aulia.Yet night after a fairly long debate between Dante and Aulia about nicknames, in the end mas is a proper call.
“mist himself!wake up and get up on the bed first!not running straight away!.”omel Dante.
“ya Allah mas I am late!!.”aulia tidied up the folding mattress and also the blanket that became his bed, then scattered out of the room.
“before dawn?.”dante murmured very softly.
“then why is he busy like that?.”
“already I sleepy.”after chattering quite long, Dante immediately lay down his body, take the blanket and then go back to sleep.
adzan early morning mumbled quite Merdu.aulia who just finished teaching directly moves, her hands slowly wiggling the stocky arms of Dante.
“mas wake up at dawn!.”from behind her face cloth, Aulia holds Dante's arm.
“aulia I'm still sleepy.”
“mas wake up, it is not good to procrastinate let alone whose name is prayer time!.”
sret.
brugh.
awh.
“morning kiss.”
cup.
Dante briefly kissed Aulia's forehead, making the girl who was still clad in a veil screamed loudly while beating the chest of Dante's field.
“mas!build astagfirullah!.”
“I'm sleepy, don't disturb!.”dante rolled over, as if making Aulia into his bolster pillow.
“mas astagfirullahalladzim wake up first!.shalat dawn!.”rengek Aulia upset.
“iya be patient!.”
Dante lets go of his decapitation, walking along with Aulia who is following behind him.
“what do you want?.”
“wudhu again.”
Dante nods after Aulia finishes ablution he immediately steps his feet very casually into the bathroom.
****
“ini motor who mas?.”was curious.
“if I told you this is my motor maybe you would believe it?.”
“believe before being poor you're a rich man.”
the two men were arguing about a white matic motorcycle that was now perched right in front of their porch.
“do you still have many clothes?.”
“indeed why mas?.”thanya Aulia does not understand.
“I think you don't have and it turns out that because you already have a lot, I don't have to spend money to buy you clothes.” explained Dante again.
Aulia turned her eyeballs lazily, she chose not to mind Dante's words now.
“iya no need to thank.”answered Aulia exasperated.
“are you mad at me now?.”
“ah certainly not mas I do not dare.”