
"Mother? Mommy injured?" ask Wati's mom, Karla's mom.
"I'm just using too much of my power! I want to rest, you take care of them all." said Karla's grandmother who got up from her seat and went into a room.
"Nak Reva, you should change your clothes first in Karla's room, then let me treat her injuries." said Ms. Wati.
"Karla, bring Reva in, son." said Ms. Wati to her son.
"It doesn't have to be broken, does it?" said Karla who was impressed.
I'm sorry for her unimportant talk. You don't want to babble first, tired.
"Nak Ridho and Pak Karan, can use the room in the guest room. You rest first, you must be very tired." said ma'am wati to Ridho and sir boss.
I got up and followed where Karla went, where else if not to her room. I have to put up with my emotions ngadepin the Karla, because my focus is now on Pak Karan. Whether we really have a family relationship, I still do not believe. Karla went to the bathroom, she said she was the first one who wanted to take a shower and I was told to wait my turn.
I looked at my face in the mirror, "What is it? are we both brothers? maybe it's because I look like my mom, so Karan and I don't look alike." I muttered as I touched my face.
"Awh!" I squealed as I touched my face that was hit by plaster. I can not imagine how the shape of my wound is, whether it is getting worse or smooth because I've returned to the real world not in the world of jurig.
Curious, I opened the plaster. And this wound seems to be worse than before because of the humid conditions because I was diving in the water long enough plus this wound was covered with plaster.
"Gosh, my face. How's nih? can it heal, right? my future is so I can't seem like a gini?"
"Please deh, the cake wound is a real fuss!" suddenly Karla was nongol with a clean appearance and seger, like an abis taneman doused in gallon water.
"Try your face like a gini, I can guarantee you cry does not run out 7 days and 7 nights!" I'm hush this time.
"Unfortunately it's not me, wlek!" Karla jules her tongue.
Sumpeh this boy made darting long. Males cheated on him I mending going to take a shower, yes at least I can clean up.
"Where are you going?" ask Karla.
"Mandy!"
"Now, pake!" Karla throws her clothes that she took from the closet into the bed.
"And this is the broom!" karla.
Patience, now I'm at her house. So I can't make a rowdy even though it's people who lure mulu. I fixed the Karla, I'm sure it's still baper because it was rejected by the Ridho so his behavior is not clear, the laundry deh. I went to the bathroom to see soap and water.
Thank goodness until this moment I can still breathe, even I can return to the human world. I can understand how good it is to take a shower, even though it feels like there are fewer pains.
So, after I jeluar from the bathroom I saw Ridho. I immediately wanted to face and walk around him, I was afraid Ridho was disgusted by the wound on my face at this time that did not cover the plaster.
"Walk how to go about it? not afraid of a crash?" asked Ridho while holding my arm.
I'm diem, don't answer.
"Where are your wounds? here I try to see," Ridho already holds his chin aing, but I hurriedly tepis.
"Why?" Ridho nanya relaxing kayak on the beach.
"It's okay, just I don't want you to look..."
But this is mekso ya bun. He still wanted to see the wound on my face that was like that, I saw the horror of delicious. I think it takes a lot of money to do ngobatin nih wound until later not bersekas.
"Take a look here" Ridho held my chin and sesin I glanced at him.
"Later I'll take medicine, now don't shut it down. Let the wound dry and not moist. Oh yes, we will pray together, yes? I have pinjemin you mukena same biyung." said Ridho.
"Yes..."
I can't say anything, I can only say yes.
"Well, I'll take a shower, okay? you get ready," said Ridho who then passed away leaving me.
I went straight back to the room and saw Karla again sitting on the bedside.
"Nih, mukena from the biyung!" Karla shows off the white face on the pillow.
"Yes, thank you." I said briefly as I approached and picked up the white cloth and its alphabet.
And Karla got up and took her face. He walked towards the door.
"You want to pray, right?" asked Karla while her mutter was cut.
"Yes, huh! bae-angry!" I grumbled and thought it was human.
Karla naruh first it mukena him in a small mosque while there was already mom Wati who just held her alphabet.
I am the new dateng also participate in holding prayer mats and want to use mukena subordinates who are like skirts with rubber on the waist.
"Did? not wudhu first? you have not yet wudhu!" Karla if you like ngangetin sumpeh. Aing sampe dreng deng deng deng deng deng so it sounds.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot!" I let go of the subordinates I used. But really I forgot that prayer should be holy first.
I followed Karla from behind. Turns out he took me to a place that used to make ablution. Why do I know, because there is a writing 'place of ablution'. There are two taps incidentally Karla on tap while kamit kamat, I occasionally ogled Karla, step by step how ablu.
From mouthwash to footwash, all I follow without Karla's knowledge of course. I can't just forget it but I don't want it, it's so doang.
After he read the prayer that finished wudhu, he continued to return to the mosque in his house.
I started to wear my face as well as Karla, and soon came the dashing Ridho with his sarong and the peck. Either please koko clothes who he is, which is clearly the antics of Ridho added many times.
And for the first time I felt diimamin kangmas Ridho. I follow her movements, and that makes her fit well when she reads short letters. Beuh, it's cold. Feels in the heart there ac nya tau. But I just realized there was no Karan sir.
"Where are people, is it impossible if kidnapped as jurig? have we just had a good time to see Syaithonirrojim again?" my inner.
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