Titian Love Nadia
Pick up Misses

The night replaced the twilight. A swarm of ducks appeared to be lined up neatly entering the cage. The star began to greet by winking a glance. While the moon has not revealed its charming face.

Nadia had just returned from congregational prayers at the mosque close to her home. Uh, that's her mom's house. In the room, he found his phone ringing. Not yet had he released his face, he just looked to make sure who called during prayer time like this? Unbelieving what she saw, Nadia took her phone trying to take a closer look.

After realizing that her eyes were not myopic, Nadia immediately threw her phone on the mattress, wanted to throw it on the floor dear, had no money to buy anymore. The contact he used to send messages to ask for permission if he didn't go to college so he didn't get a C, now calls him.

Nadia patted her own cheeks, hoping this was all just a dream. "Ah, sick," screeches. He took off his face while imagining the face of Mr. Rasya who like he had not seen for a long time. Fold the face neatly and keep it on the table. When he had established his heart to answer the call, the sound and shakes of his phone had stopped. He felt disappointed.

"Am I calling you back? But I'm ashamed," he murmured doubtfully.

"Nad, let's eat later not to get the side dishes!" screamed Mimik from outside the room.

"Yes a minute, Mik," said Nadia.

When Nadia was about to step outside the room, suddenly her phone rang back. Nadia also paused her steps, again reaching for the cellphone that was still lying on her cotton mattress. With trembling hands and a pounding heart he shifted the green icon on the screen of the phone.

"Assa ... ," Nadia said the greeting was cut off by Rasya's speech

"Nanad, why did you pick up the phone for so long?" cecar Rasya's.

:Nanad? Very familiar call, usually also Asa, Nadia's inner.

"Nanad's? Why silence?" exciting Rasya.

"Eh, sorry. Is this really Mr Rasya?" instead of answering Nadia asked back.

"Yes, Nanad. I've been in front of the Losarang Indramayu sub-district office, please share loc, let me easily find your home address," said Rasya.

"What?" peekik Nadia did not believe.

"Do I need to repeat? I've ... ," Rasya was about to repeat the sentence.

"That's okay, sir. I'm sharing loc now, right?" cut Nadia.

"Hurry up, I'll hang up, Assalamu'alaikum" Rasya said.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, sir," said Nadia.

Nadia still does not believe fully if the one who called just now is Mr. Rasya. He was still discussing with his own feelings so he forgot that he had to share the loc immediately. Suddenly his phone rings again. It turns out that Rasya is still waiting for share loc from Nadia.

"Ah yes, I forgot that Mr. Rasya asked for share loc," muttered Nadia while patting her own eel.

Nadia also opened a WhatsApp message from Rasya which turned out to be a lot of chat "ping" many times and immediately sent the latest location.

"A'ang Nadia! Why so long? I've been waiting for Mamak Mimik!" this time it was Nindya who shouted from outside the room.

"Shortly, Dik," said Nadia.

"Shortly but long ago," said Nindya.

Nadia opened the door and stepped out into the dining room. There all family members have gathered except for her brother Nadia who is still in college at Cambridge - Nadhif.

"Mamak, Mimik, Tiara's dad just called. He said he was heading here, he said he had arrived in front of the sub-district office," Nadia told her mother and mimic.

"Oo, yes, we've postponed dinner until Tiara's papa arrives" said Mamak.

"But Nida is already hungry, Mamak," cut Nida, Nadia's youngest sister.

"Nida, Dito and A'ang Nindy can eat first, but do not spend the side dish" Mimik said.

Mimik back to the kitchen, open the kitchen cabinet there may still be a supply of eggs that can be raised for additional side dishes. Fortunately, this afternoon, Nindya cooked a lot of rice. Just add the side dish.

Suddenly Nadia approached her Mimik. "Mik, this afternoon Ang Waqi'ah posted food sales in his WA status, maybe still there," said Nadia.

"Feel anything?" ask him while opening and closing the closet door.

"Much, Mik. There are manyang, gecko, poignant entog also exist," said Nadia while showing her cellphone screen.

Closing the closet door. "Yes, just look there, you wait for Mr. Rasya to come," Mimik's message.

Mimik steps towards his room to pick up the money, while Nadia heads to the front of the house to wait for Pak Rasya's arrival. Nadia's heart was pounding.

Almost an hour passed, but Rasya had not yet revealed his nose. Nadia feels bad for her parents. Afraid that he was just hallucinating. Even though he had missed for prayer isya' congregated in the mosque, afraid not to find when Pak Rasya arrived.

After Mimik and his mama returned from performing congregational prayers at the mosque, Nadia said goodbye to both parents to perform prayers isya' in the room only. So that when Pak Rasya arrives Mamak and Mimik can welcome his arrival.

Meanwhile, the person who was waiting for his arrival by Nadia and her family was waiting for an order of sweet martabak and egg martabak for the fruit of the hand after previously performing the prayer isya' first in the mosque they went through.

Actually they had almost reached the destination, but when hearing the voice of azan isya', Rasya thought to stop by first at the mosque they passed to perform prayers isya' while calming his troubled heart and the sudden heartbeat felt tight.

"Are you ready, Mas Rasya? We go straight to Non Nadia's house now?" ask Mr. Supri after they pray Isya'.

"Attent, Sir. It seems that in front there is a martabak seller, we buy for luggage yes, sir," Rasya said.

"Lho, it was not fitting that we stopped by the minimarket, Mas Rasya had been shopping a lot he said for luggage," said Mr. Supri.

"Still less, sir," said Rasya nervously. Mr. Supri just smiled in response.

When Nadia was solemnly performing the prayer isya, a car walked slowly into the courtyard of Nadia's parents' spacious house. From inside the car, a man who was about 40 years old was seen circling the front of the car. Open the door for her employer sitting next to the steering chair.

"Let's go down, Mas Rasya. Do I need to bring a stretcher or wheelchair?" invite Supri interspersed with jokes on her employer.

"Supri's brother is there, I am still strong walking," Rasya said.

Mr. Supri laughed as he stepped up, he opened the back door and took the luggage that Rasya had bought for a hand. They then stepped forward and left the car to Nadia's parents' house. Mamak and Mimik Nadia were waiting to welcome their arrival on the terrace of the house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Father, Mother" said Rasya greeting Mamak and Mimik Nadia and kissed the back of their hands in turn.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Mr. Rasya. Welcome to our hut, please come in!" mamak said to welcome the arrival of Rasya.

"Thank you, sir. But don't call me sir donk. It seems that I am too old to be called Sir by Father" Rasya refused.

"Well, you call Mas Rasya how?" ask Mamak. While Mimik had gone to the kitchen to take warm tea that may have been cold after receiving the parcel given by Mr. Supri.

"So is also better to hear," said Rasya approved Mamak's proposal.

"Then call me Mamak and my wife Mimik, let me be more familiar. Like Nadia also called us so," said Mamak.

"Alright, Mamak," said Rasya.

Mamak invited to sit down to Rasya and Pak Supri. Not long after Mimik returned to the living room to bring warm tea and sweet martabak, then sat down next to Mamak.

"By the way, where's the tone, Mamak, Mimik, how come it hasn't been seen yet?" ask Rasya.

"So from the Maghrib he waited for the arrival of Mas Rasya you know, until we postponed to dinner. Now he is praying Isya' in his room," replied Mimik.

"Well, I'm so bad it's made you wait a long time. I'm sorry, Mak, Mik," said Rasya.

"It's okay, Mas Rasya. The important thing is that you arrive safely with nothing less. We were worried that something might happen to you so we just arrived. Please drink the tea, Mas Rasya, Mr. Supri," said Mamak.

"Mik, call Nadia. Perhaps it has finished praying isya'nya," Mamak orders.

"Before, Mother," said Mimik.

Mimik got up from his seat stepping towards Nadia's room.

Tok tok tok tok

"Nadia! Is it finished yet?" exclaim Mimik.

"Shortly, Mik!" nadia Sahut.

Creaks

Nadia opened the door to her room. He appeared in the doorway.

"It has been awaited by Mr. Rasya in front," said Mimik who was replied by a nod by Nadia. "Please go to the kitchen first, make sure the dining table" he added.

"Yes, Mik" Nadia said. Nadia's heart was pounding again, her body felt cold hot.

Nadia calmed herself down for a while before she dragged her feet towards the living room.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim,"

"Sir Rasya, Mr. Supri," he said, nodding and cupping his hands, then sitting next to Mamak.

"How are you, Nad? Your stitches are healed?" ask Rasya.

"Thank God it's healed, sir," replied Nadia as she looked out occasionally.

"Who are you looking for, Nad?" ask Rasya.

"Ehmm, you're here just two? Tiara's not coming?" Nadia answered Pak Rasya's question with a question.

"Tiara was hospitalized, Nad. He had typus." Rasya said.

"Subhanallah, that little boy has been typed" cried Nadia.

"He wouldn't eat if he wasn't fed to you, Nad. So during this one month his stomach rarely enter food. That's why me and Mr. Supri came here. I ask for help from you, please take care of Tiara," Rasya said.

Nadia held Mamak's hand with pleading eyes. "What can you do, Mom?" tanyakanya. Mamak. He turned back to face Rasya.

"I'll pay you, Nadia. And you can still go to college" added Rasya.

Nadia thought again for a moment, "Yes I want to, sir," she replied.

Mimik appeared in the doorway of the middle room. "Come, Nadia! Mr. Rasya and Mr. Suprinya were invited to eat," said Mimik.

Nadia stood up, "Let's Mr. Rasya, Mr. Supri. Let's get up, Mom!" he said while pulling Mamak's hand to get up. Mamak got up and stepped while embracing the shoulders of Nadia, the once-friendly Mamak with his daughter. While Rasya and Pak Supri followed behind them.

TB

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