
"Astaghfirullah, Astaghfirullah, yes, you rest Mirna, tomorrow we report the police for your visa and the King." Umar's Father.
"Atit, atit, uuuhhh.." said the God with his slurred voice while crying.
"Dad, shouldn't we treat the gods?" ask Mother Maryam while shedding tears.
"Pity of God Mas, are you sick, baby? be patient, son." Mirna Sahut.
"Don't diobatin! let's make proof of the visa tomorrow! there, take your son's rest!" sahut Umar's.
Mirna immediately brought the God into the room and carried him. The god constantly remembered the incident, and kept crying calling out the name of his Brother King.
O God, what trials have you given me, until my husband has the heart for me, O God, King, where are you son? Mamah Worry, hiks-hiks, where is your king dear? sorry Mom and Papah dear, hiks-hiks-hiks.
"Dad, where's the King? Mother is worried about the King, the child, obedient, different from the Gods, even late, Mother is restless and Worried, all because of her husband, who does not know himself!" sahut Mother Maryam.
"Yes, I think you want to beat up Jono! I'll ask Desta for help, to help find the King!" sahut Umar's.
"Now you rest, tomorrow Daddy Chat to Desta yah! ask help!" ask Mother Maryam.
"Yes Mother, Mother also rest! tomorrow I explain to Desta!" sahut Umar's.
"Yes, Dad." Sahut Mother Maryam.
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At the residence of Mirna's house, Jono slammed things and angry himself. Jono is tense and fears Mirna running away from home.
Mirna, are you messing with me Mirna? look out for Mirna, I'll see you. But what if Mirna has reached her sister's house? die me, die me! I'm gonna run away from this town, before I run away, I'm gonna rob Khalisa's house, I'm gonna take all his money and jewels! ha-ha-ha, I'm rich! i'm rich! I'm going to be a rich man.
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The house of marbut mushollah. The King just cried and let out tears, the King is not willing to speak at all. The king just kept quiet and cried. The king always reminded me of that. As Rina approached and looked at the King, the King turned instead.
"Why Rina? The king still can not be talked to? you are patient! keep asking never to despair, King like that, because of trauma." That's Marbut's.
"Sir, that!" sahut Rina told the King there were marks of punches and bruises.
"Astaghfirullah, King, let me see your hand, son, is it sick?" ask the Marbut.
"King, go home!" request King.
"Where is your house, son? let me take you!" sahut the Marbut.
"I don't know, the hyms-hiks, Mamah, Mamah!" sahut the King called his Mamah.
"Mom! Mama!" call Marbut to his wife.
"What the hell is it, sir? it's the night, why the same kid?" ask marbut's wife.
"This kid is hurt, bruised, like beaten, he wants to go home he said, but doesn't know his house." That marbut.
"Sir, just go home, reported Rt. I don't want to get in trouble, our lives are hard, don't add any more trouble, since he's been!" sahut his wife the Marbut.
"Mom, do not report Rt, even complicated his business, we just say, this is a nephew, entrusted, sincere mother, take care of him! looks like, she's a smart kid, I'm trying to see her face, handsome, who knows how big it is, can be a successful person." Sahut Si marbut it.
"Yes, sir, but where do we get our money? we are hard!" sahut his wife the marbut.
"He can help you sell Chicken noodles, the King can wash dishes or brooms Mom." Sahut si marbut.
"Can you sir? since then, just shut up! don't want to talk, how do I let him talk, sir?" ask his wife, Marbut.
"Mother must be patient, naturally she is like that, because of trauma, like being hit, Mother used to hand her well!" sahut si marbut.
"Heh, King, you're talking dong! don't keep quiet, you'll come with Mom tomorrow! work! if you want to eat for free, you have to work!" sahut marbut's wife.
"The king is coming home!" sahut King.
"Sir, how is it sir? His son wants to go home!" sahut marbut's wife.
"Well, ma'am, maybe he's not used to it, Rina, you're talking to the king!" sahut the marbut.
"The king is silent! lazy sir!" sahut Rina's.
"Rina, you can't be rich like that, even though the King is like this, you have to work well, play with him! poor tuh!" sahut si marbut.
"Yes, sir." Rina Sahut.
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