
" well, it's big" said the father still hugging his son
" yes sir. " replied Nasrul.
" did not work, Nasrul.. Kan Nasrul sends money every month "said Nasrul took off his father's hug
" yes " replied the father.
" mah sir.. I went to work first.. Udh is late in his life" said Nasrul kissing the hands of his father and mother.
" yes, heart" replied the father
" Ashalamualaikum.. Pah "said Nasrul on the train
" wa'alaikumsalam" answered the two of them
" tea" Nasrul said to his brother
" yes, heart" replied the brother
" not in vain yes sir we educate him from a small positive thing" said the mother.
" yes, " replied the father
" mah" said Nasrul waving his hand from the train window.
" heh. Heart " said the mother.
" yes, " answered Nasrul.
" and there" said Nasrul.
" our son is great, mah.. Like parting" said the father holding back his tears.
" yes sir.. I want to feel like he's the old one.. Dear she works "said the mother rubbed her eyes with her hijab
" yes, " answered Nasrul from the train.
Nasrul who saw the two of them could not hold back his tears.
" o Allah is that my parents miss me "said Nasrul began to shed tears.
" bang" said July looking towards Nasrul. He also felt unbearable with Nasrul.
" bismillah" said Nasrul, starting the train.
Nasrul departed from the station..
" yuk dah mah.. Want to wait for the train to Sukabumi . "said the brother
" long time no. "asked the mother.
" no more. a little more at eight" replied the older brother walking towards the passenger seat.
" want to nyari nasi uduk ah there gk y? " say the father
" hey.. Ntar missed the train how "said the cynical brother..
Until here the drug..