
At ten o'clock in the evening, all events ended. The guests have gone home, the neighbors who helped the event have also left the house of Mr. Suroso,
Only one or two people remained and they were also preparing to go home.
The plastic chairs have been stacked while the tent is still left alone and the plan will be dismantled tomorrow morning after the prayer.
In the kitchen, some kitchen utensils are also still left alone and the plan will be in order again tomorrow while making marrow jenang. It has become a habit of the Javanese if they finish the celebration they will make the marrow jenang so that after it is not lackluster. This is based on the beliefs of the Javanese.
Ustad Farid deliberately stalling to come to the room, he will feel awkward later when in the room alone with Anin. Just imagining it had already managed to make him shudder in horror.
He deliberately cleaned the table that was still scattered, Snack boxes left on the floor and yard, he put it in a large sack.
"Wes nak Farid, leave it. Nak Farid just rest, in the next morning. Tired, you also want to rest, sleepy!" said Mr. Suroso while taking a large sack in the hands of Farid made it impossible for Farid to do anything else but obedience.
"Yes sir! Lose it let Farid throw it away first!"
"No need, tomorrow there's a ripper coming. It can be sold!" said Mr. Suroso, "Although not how much, you can buy laundry soap!" added again.
"Well, Farid went to the room first, sir!"
"Yes there!"
Bu Wiji, and all the other exiting members had already entered into their respective rooms including the budhe who slept in Novi's room with Novi.
Ustad Farid paced back and forth in front of the door, he was at a loss how to get in, he was confused,
"Do I need to knock first?" he murmured slowly while occasionally swinging his hands to the door, but only arriving in the air had he puffed out again.
So did the woman he had been editing this morning. Although his eyes were already very sore and eager to be closed, but he really could not if he had to go to sleep, his feelings were alarmed. Especially when looking back at his room that there is no empty place other than bed because the bride's fairy does not immediately bring home all her hardware. They only bring ayang directly can be brought tonight while the others they will take tomorrow morning with the decoration pelaminan.
"Our cook has to sleep one te.oay sleep anyway!?" he murmured again while measuring many times his bed which was only one and a half meters wide.
"The feeling is so wide, so relieved! But why at a time like this it feels so cramped!" muttered again, then he put two rolls in the middle of the sleeping te.oat by dividing the pillows he had one by one.
"This is fair, right!?" he said with a satisfied smile feeling he had found a solution to his problem.
Outside, Farid finally waited for almost half an hour. He decided to knock on the door.
Tok tok tok tok
Ustad Farid tapped him Pelang so as not to disturb the other residents.
While Anin who heard the sound of a knock, he jumped so surprised.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing, how is this!?" he said nervously while holding his adjacent heart so hard as if he had just listened to the sound of a bomb exploding and shaking his heart.
"Assynjetoy!" greet Ustad Farid before opening the door.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" instead of answering with a greeting, Anin night replied Dnegan Istighfar.
"Greetings waalaikum!" jwdnagn answered quickly as soon as he realized his mistake.
The question made Anin tense.
"Where is this?" he murmured softly, "So noon did not pa pa he entered, why now it's like there's music jamg jedugnya."
"Dek," because there was no response from inside Farid's ustad called back to make Anin stutter.
"What, i,iya. Just go in the key!"
Instead of being relieved because it was welcome to enter, Farid even grew confused between entering and not.
"Well, how is it still outside? Anin's asleep, huh? Is the room in the lock?" mr. Suroso who had just come from the outside was so shocked when he saw usrad Farid still at the door.
"Mboten sir (not sir), this just want to enter, it was out of the bathroom first!" answer ustad Farid with Javanese language as much as possible.
"Ohhh, kirain the father in the same lock Anin!"
,"No sir, if Farid enters first sir!"
"Yes, comein!"
Because Mr. Suroso is still standing in his place, forced Ustad Farid to enter first.
Anin pretended to sleep by covering her entire body with a blanket, ustad Farid looked confused as he stared at the room. There was no place empty other than the place next to Anin.
The floor was also full, there was no sofa or anything to sleep on. Ustad Farid decided to walk to the bed because now his eyes really wanted to rest, this afternoon he even had to sleep disturbed with the mothers of the gibber.
Dnwgan very carefully ustad farid put his butt on the bed so as not to disturb the sleeping person next to him.
But apparently the small movement still shook Anin's heart, he had to hold his breath so as not to cause movement. He was afraid that suddenly a hand would pull his body.
Long enough Anin awake until his sweat soaked his forehead and bebwbtaoa his body because it did not move at all, so he could hear the sound of regular snoring breath Dati next to him.
Did he sleep? That fast? inner Anin.
Because so curious, slowly Anin began to open the blanket ceaselessly to reveal her head. She slowly turned her body and sure enough the man who had officially become her husband was sleeping on his back with closed eyes and regular breathing.
"Huhhh, why sleep?" anin's murmured almost inaudible. I don't know what he really wanted, before he wanted the man to fall asleep quickly but when the man fell asleep he didn't like it.
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