
"Sholat holiday??? You mean!" ask Rega not to understand. "There is, of course, a holiday to pray for a Muslim 'Van? Don't make it up to you, just because you're lazy to do it!" he asked Devan and sneered at Naziah's answer for not wanting to pray.
Devan who came did not understand. Just looking at Naziah's face, confused.
"Em. indeed there is no holiday in doing prayers for a Muslim. But I am a Muslim, not a Muslim. He was a normal and fertile Muslim. Just like any other Muslim woman. Which will definitely undergo a prayer holiday within a month running. Do you understand what I mean? I don't think this matter needs to be extended?!! If you want to pray, please!!! Ifah and I will just wait in the car." Naziah explained a little more specifically.
But apparently, Rega still did not understand. And it was seen from the look of his face that still looked more confused made. Because I am lazy to argue about that problem. Naziah attempted to divert the conversation by allowing Rega and Devan to pray.
Devan knows a little about a woman. Whispering something into Rega's ear.
"He's menstruating, Brother." whispered Devan
"Oh, jeez! I-i understand. Alright. You guys just wait here. We will walk to the mosque. Assalamu'alaikum!" said Rega, pointing to the mosque that looked close from where they were standing at the time.
"Yes. Please! Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Naziah and Ifah.
Because of the mosque that Rega and Devan will go to. It is only about 60 meters from the gift shop. Rega and Devan decide to walk away. And left their car with Naziah and Ifah there.
After the shadows of Rega and Devan disappear from their sight. Naziah and Ifah decided to sit in the visitor's seat. That was occupied by Ifah and Devan when they just came to the store.
A few minutes passed, as Naziah was having a casual chat with Ifah. Accidentally, Naziah's eyes looked at the road in front of him that looked so crowded with vehicles. There was one car that caught his attention. Because it seemed to strike on the side of the road right in front of the store where they were sitting relaxing at that time. And it looks like the engine does not want to turn on when the distarter-starter repeatedly. The driver is a woman. It also looks like he just got home from work. It was visible from the clothes he was wearing.
"Ifah, let's go there yuk!" take Naziah while pointing towards the strike car.
"There! What do you want Mba'?" ask Ifah
"I just saw it. Who knows he needs our help." Naziah replied casually. Already, while walking in the direction he pointed.
"Eh, uh, wait for me, Mba'!" said Ifah who had just stepped up from his seat. And try to catch Naziah's footsteps. "Well.. why can we help to push or fix the car, Mba'? ask Ifah again. When his steps were parallel to Naziah's footsteps.
"I'll see first. The car is a matic car. We can't just play push just like that, the car." replied Naziah still so relaxed as he continued walking.
When it was at a distance of approximately 2 meters from the car broke down.
"Excuse me, Mba'! Why car?" naziah asked kindly to the woman driving the car. Who is still trying to start the engine of his car. By sitting on his steering chair.
"Eh, Yes Mba. I don't know why, suddenly when the road had been choked and then died. I tried to restart the machine, he didn't want to live. In fact, the gasoline is still there" replied the woman driver explained the situation.
"Em. May... I see the dashboard indicator of the car first?" answer and ask Naziah slowly.
"E.M...?!!" the woman hesitated.
"Oh... Forgive me?! Then, please Mba'!" said the woman while putting a friendly smile on her lips. And then get out of his car without closing the door. As well as allowing Naziah to check the state of the car.
"Thank you, for the Mba's trust'. Excuse me!" naziah
Who then did not get into the car. Instead of just looking at the car's dashboard lights. To ensure the condition of the car engine. What turns out from the temperature indicator panel shows the temperature condition of the car engine is hot and quite high.
"When did Mba' last change the radiator's water?" ask Naziah.
"Oh my goodness!" said the woman remembered something and explained it. "I've forgotten Mba'. When was the last time I changed the radiator's water."
"Yes, the engine's too hot Mba'. Better, we wait about half an hour. Or until the engine is cold first, then we check the volume of radiator water. To make the engine a little cooler. We have to open the hood of the car first." Naziah concluded.
"Mba', no longer in a hurry, right?" naziah added again, to make sure.
"If you say hurry, not really. I was just tired and hungry. Hehe.." replied The woman was a little whiny and embarrassed.
"Yes God. Then, our situation is the same. We just got home from work and haven't been able to go home. I was buying something at the store. How about, if we just find some food near here first?" said Naziah while slightly glancing towards Ifah who was behind him. The one who had been silent since had not commented a bit. And just continue to pay attention to the interaction between the two women in front of him.
"Em. But, what about my car?" the woman was worried about her car.
"Leave it. But, don't forget to have her gear neutralized first. And lock all the doors of the car." said Naziah reminded.
"Oh yes, well." answered the woman and carried out all the Naziah memorials.
After making sure all the doors of his car are locked properly. The woman approached Naziah and Ifah was waiting for her.
"Oh yeah, before we walk together. Introduce, my name is Eka!" she said, extending her hand towards Naziah and introducing his name, Eka.
"Oh i.yeah. Meet me, my name is Naziah. And this is my friend." replied Naziah by welcoming Eka's hand.
"Ifah" said Ifah also introduced himself and welcomed a helping hand from Eka.
"Eka." Eka said again to Ifah.
Suddenly, a baritone voice from Rega called out to Naziah. Instantly distract the three women. And look towards his coming along with Devan.
Seeing someone else with his future wife and friend. Rega simply asked through his gaze towards Naziah.
While Eka who saw the figure of Rega approaching. Directly looking at him in amazement and giving a look of adoration at Rega's good looks. Until his eyes forgot to blink.