The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
Wisdom Behind the Enmity

Hendra arrived home with the police.

"Thank you so much sir for your help?" hendra said to the officers who had driven him home and brought his motorcycle home.

"Either. Then, excuse us, would you? Hopefully it will heal quickly." said the officer.

Hendra nodded, "Aamiin. Once again, thank you very much sir." said Hendra before the officers resigned.

Hendra reached into his bag to retrieve a duplicate of the house key that he always carried in his briefcase, so that if he and his sister came home differently when they did not have to wait for each other to open the door.

Hendra entered while guiding his motorcycle to the living room, which also serves as a garage. He parked his bike there carefully, so that his sister would not wake up and see his battered state.

He also stepped in with his limp steps towards the middle room with a little slack, hoping that the sister was sleeping soundly.

However, his steps stopped when he saw his sister asleep on the prayer mat still wearing a mukena.

O Allah Dek, you must have finished praying until you fall asleep so. Inner Hendra while staring at the full brother haru.

Hendra put his bag on the table near the television, then put the shoes he had taken off while in the living room earlier to the shoe rack near the washing machine.

He immediately took the towel on the towel rack near the bathroom, then went into the bathroom to clean himself.

The sound of water rustling in the bathroom suddenly woke Tia who was asleep in the living room, because it was not far from the bathroom.

Tia sat down and rubbed her eyes, looking at the wall clock. The time showed at 02.30 in the morning, making Tia immediately rise and tidy up her face and alphabet again.

Hendra came out of the bathroom wearing a towel that wrapped his waist up to his knees. He was shocked when he saw his sister sitting in the front seat of the TV.

Tia's eyes widened when she saw her brother battered. He immediately got up to his brother with a worried face.

"Astagfirullah Brother, why is it still happening too? though I was asking God so that Brother Hendra is not okay." cried Tia while looking at her brother carefully.

Hendra smiled, "This is also my brother no reason, just bruises." he said relaxed.

Tia clucked, "Yet the same way limping so still said nothing, Brother?"

Hendra looked at his sister closely, "Alhamdulillah brother just like this, Dek. God still hears your prayers. Maybe if Allah does not hear your prayer, brother can be killed by the scourge." he said.

Tia was stunned, she muttered with Istigfar because she realized her mistake had said so.

"Son't you get on your own bike?" tia asked rather calmly.

Hendra shook his head, "Dianterin cop."

"Keep, brother opponent begal-begal itself?"

"Sister put on a shirt first? It's cold!" said Hendra as his hands were crossed in front of his chest.

"Oh, yes." said Tia grimacing. He rushed to the kitchen to make some warm tea.

Hendra came back out of the room after neatly wearing clothes. His handsome face is now decorated with bluish bruises, but does not drain the slightest charisma.

"This is Brother, I made an angel tea." said Tia while offering a cup of warm tea for her brother.

"Thank you, Deck." Hendra received the cup and sipped it slowly.

"So, how'd it go, brother?" Tia started to ask.

Hendra also told me in detail the chronology of the incident he had just experienced. Tia listened carefully, her face serious.

"Oh my God, that's really unbalanced! Brother Hendra clearly fell exhausted and fought the six people, even though Hendra was a martial arts champion." said Tia, annoyed.

"Yes, but fortunately there are two brothers who do notolongin Brother" said Hendra with a smile.

Tia was astonished to see her brother's expression.

"Cock his face, brother? That's the battered round!" chirps Tia.

"There is wisdom in every disaster. Sister in the new department, Dek." said Hendra.

Tia sighed deeply" Yes Brother took medicine first, it's rest." she suggested.

"Yes Dek, sister's body feels all this pain."

"Tomorrow I'll call you a masseuse, brother?"

"Who, Mbok Karti?"

"Yes, who else?"

"Eh, don't Mbok Karti! Brother's a boy, girls' time?"

"It's not okay for medical and health, sister?"

"Yes .. I can, but I'm not comfortable. Later brother phone Ujang aja, ask please call the male massage technician subscriptions here."

"Oh, yeah."

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The next day, Tia had taken a shower early in the morning and made breakfast. He looks relaxed at home even though the time has shown at 07:00.

Hendra who just woke up after returning to sleep after dawn was astonished. He sat in the front seat of the television watching his sister mopping the floor.

"How are you still mopping, Dek? It's noon." said Hendra.

Tia turned her head towards her brother, then casually replied.

"I'm on leave, brother." Tia continued mopping the floor.

Tia stopped mopping and turned to face her brother.

"I was early this morning on Ci Jeni's phone with Mr. Irwan, taking an impromptu leave. I want to be at home first, brother again like the condition. Maybe it needs nothing, so there's me."

"Nothing, you don't have to take Deck leave. Moreover, you will also run out of the old permit when you enter the hospital."

"Udah deh, Kak .. I who wriggled his condition Brother so aja grieved himself. This time, I'll take care of Brother. Don't be so stubborn!"

Tia mopped the floor again until the entire surface was clean and fragrant.

Hendra shook his head with a small laugh at his sister's words, then moved slowly towards the bathroom.

"Oh yes, if you want this breakfast I've prepared at the table, brother! I want to sweep the front yard." said Tia in front of the bathroom door after finishing mopping.

"OK ..." said Hendra from the bathroom.

Tia turned outside the house and took a broomstick and began sweeping the yard. A few neighbors who passed by in front of her house greeted Tia kindly.

"Mbak Tia tumben has not left yet?"

"Yes ma'am, I'm taking a leave of absence." Tia said kindly.

"Oh yes Ma'am, this morning I heard the sound of the car as the motor stopped in front here. Any guests, Ma'am?" ask a neighbor whose house is not far from Tia's.

Tia stopped sweeping, "Not the guest of Ma'am, but the police who ran Hendra's sister home." he said.

"Police? Why is it Hendra?"

"Sir Hendra was completely stopped by Bu when he came home from work, it happened to be an afternoon shift so he went home in the middle of the mall. On the road dredged begal, the bike will be seized." said Tia, explained.

"Yes Allah .. Kasian Mas Hendra! Mas Hendra how is he, Ma'am?"

"Yestering the same lame path, ma'am."

"Astagfirullah .. it is brazen that it begal-begal! About two months ago my nephew was also a victim. The thing is, bring a sharp weapon, he finally resigned his motorbike was brought."

"Yes Allah .. meningan lost the motor yes ma'am than his nephew why." Tia timpal.

"Yes Ma'am, treasures can be sought. My nephew is an only child."

"Eh, yes, we've excused Ms. Tia first yes want to go to the stall." said one mother represents the other three mothers.

"Oh yes Ma'am, please." said Tia with a smile.

The mothers left Tia who was still silent while holding the handle of the broomstick. He remembered his brother who could return home safely, without any items being confiscated.

Astagfirullah .. pardon the servant of Ya Rabb. I should be thankful that You are still protecting Brother Hendra according to my request.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car horn startling him. Tia flinched then turned to the source of the voice.

"Mas Igan?" exclaim Tia, girang.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Beautiful. How come you don't know his girlfriend came?" sapa Igan poked out from the window of his car with a charming smile.

"Euh? Salam wa-wa'alaikum. Not a dream, Mom. Oh yeah, how come Igan's here?" tia, wrong way.

Igan's smile turned sullen, "So I can't come here huh?"

Tia suddenly wavered, "Bu-not that, Mas. But isn't there still an event in Jogja?"

Igan down from the cabin of his car while carrying three paperbags containing snacks typical of Gudeg City with different types, then approached the lover who stood staring at him.

"I came home last night, this is a gift for you as Mas Hendra" said Igan thrust the object he brought.

Tia smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Mas. Let's go in first." take her.

Igan nodded and smiled, then stepped hand in hand with Tia entering the living room.

"Sit down, Mom. I go back first, wash my hands." said Tia.

Again Igan nodded and smiled sweetly at his lover.

Shortly after, Hendra emerged from the living room. Igan was surprised to see the condition of his sister-in-law.

"Astagfirullah, Mas Hen why??" ask Igan.

Hendra grimaced and sat down in front of Igan.

"Nothing, just .. semalem was invited by the same acquaintance begal." said cengenesan.

Igan smiled, "What is the call of acquaintance so the sign of his introduction is bruised so yes, Mas? If you meet a beautiful girl you can choose the HP number." sloroh Igan.

"That's also true, Mas." said Hendra quickly with a smile of embarrassment.

"Oh yeah? Is there a girl too?"

Hendra laughed, "Not ... But there's a pretty girl coming with me." she explained.

"Oh ... Means not too futile, Mas battered like this?" igan Ledek.

"Ih Mas Igan nih!" chirp Tia, pout.

Igan chuckled, and so did Hendra. His mind was re-imagined by the beautiful and kind figure of Danisha.

O Allah, if indeed he is good to the servant, ease the way of the servant to approach him.

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