The Heart of Old Menjakaka
60. A little more
...Previously the Author wanted to tell you, if this novel is not Islamic genre yes, Gays. The author also learns a lot. But deliberately inserted prayer scene because the characters are diverse Islam 🙏 please be understood....
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"Ah sorry, Cit." Steven's feelings were immediately unfazed, ashamed. I want him to feel like he's beating himself up. "I didn't realize you were wearing a face. Yes already ... You take the water again, keep waiting for me here, huh? I'm gonna take a shower for a second."
"Yes, Om." The image nodded obediently, he immediately walked back to his room.
"Ah fucked! What are you thinking, Stev?!" Steven ruffled his hair rough. Furious with his own behavior. "I could have been bored first, bashful!" He snorted in annoyance as he walked towards the bathroom.
Before starting the congregational prayer, Citra read the prayer first and was heard by Steven. It was done to anticipate fear if there was a mistake and Steven could justify it immediately.
For a moment Steven felt amazed and unexpected, even though the voice of the verse was not very eloquent in reading it, but everything was true according to what Steven knew.
"You can pay too, right?" asked Steven who was sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat while staring at Citra in front of him. The girl also sat cross-legged with her body covered.
"No, Om." Imagery shook.
"That memorizes everything you memorize in Indonesian, huh?" guess which Steven Citra calls. "Try now that I see the prayer movement, it's true or not."
The image immediately stood up, he immediately demonstrated the impudence of ihram, rukuk, prostrate and sat between two prostrations until the greeting. Although it looks still stiff, but everything is true.
Steven again felt unexpected, it turned out that even though the image he considered oon could be easily taught. The image is also the type of woman who is submissive, Steven admits it even though sometimes likes to be annoying.
"When did the prayer start, Om? I was afraid of farting," Citra asked with a frowning forehead. He felt a little surprised because he realized that Steven had said nothing and just stared at him quietly.
"Ah sorry." Steven rubbed his face rough, honestly the reason he had been staring at his face since it was amazed, because the shape of the face of Citra looked more cute and sweet using the face he gave it. "Do you want to fart? If it farts, fart first. Let's go again and we start praying."
"No." Imagery shook. "I mean I'm just afraid of farting over time. Come on from now on, Om."
"okay." Steven stood up, then confirmed his position. He also read the iqomah and soon the ihram began.
The image looked at Steven's wide back for a moment while smiling sweetly. He also felt a thump in his chest that was getting faster, today it felt like he was very happy. Happy because you can pray together with Steven.
After that he immediately followed Steven's prayer movement and tried to be solemn.
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20 Minutes they finally finished the prayer, then after that both of them prayed led by Steven.
Do'a Steven sounds focused only on Danu. But Citra, in addition to Danu she also prayed for their relationship.
'Oh Allah .. Keep Dad there, may you be happy and placed in your paradise. And I .. I want to ask that Om Ganteng can be my husband until I die, and vice versa. I want him to love me as much as I love him. Take care of him in every step, O Allah .. and I beg you, lest Om be tempted by another woman, whoever it may be with a woman named Sapphira. Also meet me with Mama Om Ganteng O Allah. I want to meet them. Amen .. amen yes robbal allamin." The image rubbed his face after ending that do'a. Steven shifted his body to turn back, then reached out his hand but Citra looked confused by the point. "You want what, Om?"
"Kiss your hands, I'm your husband."
"Oh yes." The image approaches and grabs Steven's hand, then taps the back of his hand. "I'm happy to pray together with Om."
"I'm happy too." Steven suddenly hugged Citra's body then kissed her head. Slowly his hand gently touched the girl's chin, then raised it until Citra's face looked up at him. Steven's thumb gently stroked those pink lips, top down. Feels soft and so chewy. He also tried to swallow.
Slowly Steven bent his body while bringing his face closer to it, his lips were open to scoop up the lips of Citra. But all that was done because of the sound of a loud voice coming from the lips wrinkles in the pants Citra.
Dut!
Citra and Steven were turned upside down. The girl immediately distanced her body from Steven and stood up.
"Sorry I farted, Om. I mules want to poop," Citra said then ran quickly out of the room.
The man immediately punched the floor with his right hand firmly clenched, his emotions peaking. He was really upset because the moment just ended, even though their distance was already a few inches.
"A little more I can smell it! But why does his stomach even mules? So annoying!" berang Steven with a furious rage.
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"When I go to college I'll pick you up, Cit. I signed you up for the course, too" Steven said as he turned off his car engine. The black car is now on the campus.
"What time is the cooking course?"
"Hour 3."
"But go home from college and don't pick me up."
Steven's chest immediately felt tight hearing that. "Why? You don't like me to pick it up? Gugun today is busy because I picked you up later," said Steven reasoned, when originally he really wanted to pick up Citra.
"No fun, I'm going home from college to the mall first."
"Why go to the mall? I'll drive you."
"You bought a gift for Rosa, but I have a promise with Lusi. He's inviting. Is it okay to take Lusi as well?"
"You broke your promise with Susi, just go with me."
"Not good, Om. Lusi will be angry."
"No, I'll tell him later."
"Yes already. It works carefully." The image smiled sweetly then opened the car door, Steven just nodded and smiled looking at him down. The girl waved her hand at Steven and somehow returned the man was troubled in the chest. I was upset because Citra didn't kiss him.
'Why picture, anyway? How come he's not nyosor? So annoying!' steven grumbled in his heart while punching the steering wheel, then he pulled his car gas and passed away from there.
Seeing Steven's car has gone, Citra was rushing to run towards the highway and then waved her hand at the taxi that had just passed.
After the salty egg-colored car stopped, Citra went straight inside.
"Sir, please follow the black car in front, yes!" tell the image to the driver who is called by him. The car immediately followed where Steven's car was going.
...Why are you following Steven, Cit? 🤔...