The Twin Nanny
pocong in Ira's room

The two twin boys who were hiding had heard all the talk of papa and Oma, despite only being 4.5, wanted to go 5, both are intelligent children and can catch the direction of the conversation of two adults.

Michael coded Mike to leave the place. Both of them crawled out and pura just arrived. The twins approach Mila and Dave sitting between the two.

" Oma, papa, Ira may be stuck in the labyrinth, but we were ka we pranked her, forgive us pa, oma." Michael said Nervously, they did not dare to raise their heads.

" Good yes, how about Ira.why why for example go to the hospital, or die because you can not get out, and every day haunt you. He said it's mike, michael, toloong please come in here with me, hihihi." Said Dave who mimicked the voice of a female ghost asking for help.

The twins immediately hugged the person closest to them.

" Aargh no pa, let's go save Mbak Ira, already from the morning he was there pa. mbak Ira must be starving." Michael pulls Dave's hand to save Ira. Without them noticing, Dave blinked one eye at Mila.

" Dear sit here!" the Pinta Oma Mila.

" Kok even told to sit down anyway, how fate mbak Ira oma." Answer Mike.

" Papa helped Ira with bang Roy and mang Dono, now he's in his room, rest, he's sick." Reply Oma Mila while stroking Mike's hair.

The two Toddlers stroked his chest in relief.

" How, already sorry, or want to be repeated again" said Dave.

" Sorry pa, we won't repeat again, we're afraid." Answer Michael.

" If you're sorry, what should you do next?" ask Dave firmly. He always taught his son to be gentle and willing to admit mistakes.

" We're going to apologize to Ira's mother, Oma is Ira going back to the village?" Ask Mike.

"You ask him, you apologize." replied Oma.

" Anterin oma. We're afraid Ira will get angry." Reply both.

" Haha, twins M Mike and Michael turned out to have fear, hello dear meet mbak Ira, the brave and great papa's son." Dave sneered and encouraged both of them.

Mike and Michael join hands and step into Ira's room.

" Sister, what if Ira gets angry and she goes home?" Mike asked his brother.

" We have to be able to persuade him, but Ira is the one who exclaimed you know" replied Michael.

Mike nodded in agreement, only this time there was a brave nanny with Jojo, even accompanying them foraging for Jojo.

Michael tapped it slowly Tok tok Tok

But there was no sound from inside. Michael tried to open the door, and it wasn't in the lock. He opened the door wide. They were very surprised to see something white object standing on their backs, it was Ira who was praying ashar.

" Aarghh, pocooong," Mike and Michael shouted loudly as they ran towards the living room where their father and oma were. Both breaths are snosan.

"Hah hah, a there's a pocong in Ira's bedroom." Mike said pointing to Ira.Mila and Dave's room, looking at each other and rushing there, while the twins stalked from behind hiding behind Dave and Mila.

Mila reopened the room wide, she saw her granddaughter's nanny doing the prayer, she was almost done.

" Assalamualaikum warahmatullah 2X" Ira turned to the right and to the left.

" I'm the pocong." point the twins at Ira.

Ira who realized there was a person behind her immediately turned her head and took off her face.

" Oma, sir." Said Ira, she wondered why her master was in her room, and in the twins also felt frightened.

" Mom Ira pocong" said Mike.

" Here, Ira is not a pocong, Ira was praying ashar." Ira explained that she was not. pocong but praying.

The twins came out of hiding.

" Salat, what is mbak salat?" Michael asked innocently and honestly, because all this time they had never heard the word or seen Oma, papa and others praying like Ira did.

"Here sit here and tell me what prayer is." Answer Ira. Mila and Dave came out of Ira's room, both feeling pinched at hearing the word plain twin M about praying. Yes they all claim to be Muslims, but never do the second pillar of Islam. Maybe they forgot the reading or even the movement. Dave returned to his room and so did Mila. He went to the kitchen to check if the dinner menu was ready.

While in Ira's room, she lifted the two boys one by one onto her bed.

" Fold first yes mukenya, this is called mukena, special clothes for women to pray. Mike and Michael know the pillars of Islam?" Ira asked.he sat in front of them while crouching down below.

" Oh yeah, it's not school yet Mike and Michael Nya, okay prayer is the second pillar of Islam, the first is the creed, we testify that there is no god but Allah, we testify that there is no god but Allah, and the prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, then the second is the prayer.Sheat is obligatory and there is the sunah."

" What is obligatory prayer and sunna prayer?" Ask Them. Ira smiled turns out this foster child soul wants very high. Ira stood up and lifted Mike into her lap, and stroked Michael's hair gently.

The two boys were very comfortable with what Ira had done to them, not even angry at all, when their goal was to go to the room to apologize, but it had not been done, the fear was gone after Ira's gentle and loving treatment.