The Heart of Old Menjakaka
16. Love her more
Nightfall.
"Partner!" pekik Steven while knocking on the door of Citra's room. Since lunch, until now. The girl had not yet come out of her room. Steven stared at the chicken and rice soto on the table, the rice was dry and the sauce was still intact. Both of them have not been touched at all. "Do you see what time it is? You haven't eaten yet, Cit! Get outside! It's already night!" This time Steven's voice was rather high. He is very upset if someone called does not answer.
The door handle was immediately Steven lowered, it was indeed not locked. Quickly he opened the door wide, then walked in.
Seen Citra is crying while hugging her own knee on the mattress, there is a picture frame as well. Inside there is a photo of Danu and Citra smiling sweetly while hugging.
"Kok you cry? Why?" Steven sat down his butt, hugged the girl. Slowly Citra's hands have not hugged the knee, now switch hugging Steven's back.
For some reason, every time he hugged the man, it felt warm and comfortable. The same hug as the hug Danu made to her.
"You miss Daddy?" asked Steven gently, he then took the picture frame and watched it.
"Yes, I miss Dad. I'm also sad" Citra replied slowly. Actually, it's not just missing. Citra also feels sad because Danu lied if Steven likes it. In fact, it is not.
"Why should you be sad? I must be happy there. I don't feel the pain." Steven stretched his arms, then slowly wiped away the tears on both cheeks. "Have you prayed Isya?"
"Careat?" The image frowned. Somehow it felt strange, only the first time in his life he was asked about the issue of prayer.
"Yes, pray. You're islamic, right?"
"Of course, Om." The image nodded quickly.
"Why do you feel like a bully? I'm just asking."
"Oh .. That's because it feels weird. I was also first asked about prayer."
"Then anyway? Did you and Dad ever pray together?" Steven looks astonished.
Imagery shook. "No, I've never seen Dad pray either."
Steven was silent for a moment, then asked, "Eemm ... but you know the reading, right?"
"No."
"If prayer intention can be yours?"
"No."
"Seriously, Cit?"
"Yes, seriously. No, Om. I don't know that's a problem."
Steven's eyes were wide. He felt astonished and surprised, could-can be in modern times like this prayer intention alone can not. Yes, he is also not a religious expert, but at least pray and teach Steven can.
'Do I also teach him to pray?' inner Steven.
"If you pray you can, right?"
The image nodded quickly. "Can, it's easy. I pray often."
"Yes .. Now you pray for me. If kangen pray enough. People who are gone need only do'a, Cit. No need to cry, later Dad even sad there," explained Steven. Then he got up and left the Citra room. But not long after he returned with a plate. On top of the plate was an open package of food. "Here, eat first. You're doing chicken satay, right?"
"Doyan, Om."
Steven put the plate over both of Citra's thighs.
Steven nodded. "Yes, I'll be with you. I'll go to the room for a second, okay?"
"Yes." Yeah." The image nodded, then the man smiled and passed away.
The image directly devoured the satay along with the lontongnya. After a few minutes passed, until he finished eating, but Steven did not return as well.
"Cock for Old? Did he fall asleep, huh?" The curious image finally got out of bed. He came out of his room and went to Steven's room. The door was tightly shut, and Citra stuck her left ear there.
There was a faint sound that he caught from within. Still curious, finally with hesitation Citra lowered the door handle. Apparently not locked, immediately he opened it slowly and leaned his face into the crack of the door.
The eyes of Citra immediately rounded when he saw a man sitting together with both palms open. The man was wearing white cocoa, black sarongs and black peci.
From behind his wide back, Citra already knew who he was.
'Om Bull? Is he finished praying?'
Yes, the man finished praying and offered a prayer. Actually, Steven also wanted to invite Citra, but it looks like the girl needs to be taught first. Before they started praying.
This time, Citra could hear the man's voice even so quietly.
"May I be able to preserve and protect the image of God .. make him happy and always smiling. And I hope he doesn't continue to be sad to remember Danu's father." Only that sentence was able to be heard by Citra at the end of Steven's do'a, then the man ended his prayer and rubbed his face.
Image's tears suddenly escaped wetting her cheeks, but she quickly wiped them. This time she was crying not for sadness, but for happiness.
The chest of Citra felt warm to witness it all. Steven's good looks also increased when wearing prayer clothes, and it also made the love in his heart increase.
'Om Ganteng is really the perfect guy, I'm lucky to be a match with him. I love him more, ' Inner Image.
Sontak—mata Citra instantly melolot when he saw Steven was undressing his coco. White back that is quite stocky with a small mole in the middle of it is more thrilling Image. She puffed out a smile so sweetly, but at once her smile faded away when she was surprised to see Steven open the sheath. The man did not wear the inside. The image saw two eggs hanging spoiled as the man bent over.
"Abkkhhh!"
Brak!
The image squealed loudly and reflexively slammed the door. He quickly ran to his room and locked the door.
His body he slammed into the mattress, then covered his face that was red with a pillow. The breath of Citra sounded breathless.
The shadow was so attached to his brain, the image saw it so clearly. This was for the first time for him to see an object that he thought was quite strange.
'What did I see just now? How about eggs? Round but how big? Where there's a little more fur.'
On the other hand, Steven was similarly shocked. But he could not see Citra, only seeing the sound of someone slamming the door of his room.
"What did Citra come here and open the door? Did he see me change clothes?" After re-wearing all the clothes and cleaning the prayer equipment, the man went to Citra's room again and then knocked on the door.
"Partner!" Handle the door he lowered, but it was locked. Steven knocked on the door.
Tok .. tok.
"Partner! Did you go to my room and open the door?" steven asked half-screaming.
"Yes, Om," replied Citra from within. His voice could be heard.
Steven widened his eyes wide. His entire body instantly stiffened. "Did you see me changing clothes?"