USTADZ
67. New people

"Marla, marla,"

Early in the morning, Syahla was busy circling the whole house, looking for something under the desks and cabinets.

"See what the hell, La?" Assume to come out of his room while yawning widely. Her hair is fluttering.

"Marla," replied Syahla without turning towards Anggika.

"Marla who?" Anggika frowned. "Is there a friend of ours whose name is Marla?"

"The white cat that yesterday was given to Mas Amar was loh," replied Syahla quite upset. "Here is Marla."

"Isn't he a man? Why is she named Marla?"

Syahla turned her head for a moment to Anggika who looked astonished. "Simple. Marla stands for Amar and Shahla,"

"Gosh," Anggika patted her own forehead. "So, now that Lo's nyariin Marla again? Where's he going?"

"If I knew, I didn't look for Nggi" Shahla turned her head under the kitchen table. "No one is there? Seingetku from earlier the apartment door was closed, right?"

"Well.." Anggika patted her own forehead after she remembered something. "Actually I threw the trash outside, but forgot to close the door. I think it's not complicated to have to input the code twice,"

"Astaghfirullah, Anggi!" Shahla exclaimed in annoyance. "Why not talk about that? Marla must have gotten out of the apartment!"

"Yes sorry.." Angika scratching his nape. "But he's still not far away, we're looking outside!" Aggika immediately headed for the exit, no matter if her hair was still expanding messy. Shahla followed him while grumbling in annoyance.

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"Miss.. Ckckck.. Nis.."

Syahla and Anggika look for the hairy figure in the courtyard of the apartment building. They also report to the security guard so that later if there are residents who find can directly report.

"Marla," Shahla brushed away the bushes that the gardener had tidied up in a huff. But there was no sign of the hairy creature there.

"Mara.." Shahla was frustrated. How'this? It was a special gift from Ustadz Amar for him. Has he lost it in a day?

"Excuse me," a man's voice made Syahla turn her head. A young man with a sturdy body stood behind him. Both of his hands held a white cat that Syahla was very familiar with.

"Mara!" Syahla was strangled to see the cat. He immediately grabbed Marla from the man's arms.

"Geez! Where are you going, son? Mama's looking everywhere,"

"She I found while jogging around the apartment. It's rich he's lost. So I took him to my apartment for a little while to eat. At first I wanted to report to the security guard, but fortunately I immediately returned here." explained the man at length.

"Oh.." Shahla smiled at the man. "Thank you, Mama,"

"Call me Gian" said the man who turned out to be Gian. "Other times, he's got his cat's necklace. This cat is so good, it is expensive. I'm afraid someone's gonna tell me,"

"Yes, I just bought it. But this bad boy ran away first. Thank you very much Gian,"

"Gian only," corrects Gian. "If you can tell, what's his name?"

"Shahla," Shahla hurriedly introduced herself. "I live on the fourth floor."

"Oh yeah? What number? I'm also on the fourth floor, loh,"

"Oh?" Shahla frowned. "I'm at number 22 Mas,"

"I'm at 20" Gian chuckled. "Are we neighbors?"

"Loh, yes yes. How did I just know? Gian just moved?"

"Yes," nod Gian. "I just moved in a week ago because I opened a practice around here."

"Oh yeah? Mas Gian the doctor? Doctor what?"

"veterinarian. It just opened two days ago. If you don't mind, you can stop there. I'll give you a discount later,"

"Oh yeah? Wow, what a coincidence.. Tomorrow I'm planning on getting Marla's vaccine,"

"Yes, come tomorrow. There are also some of my cats. Marla would love to see so many friends,"

"May, may," Shahla smiled. "I also have a cat for the first time. I have a lot to learn from Gian,"

"Gian only," corrects Gian for the umpteenth time.

"La!" Anggika's shout interrupted their conversation. "Marla has met? Oh my goodness, praise god. Meet where? Uh, who is this?" Anggika reflex pointed towards Gian.

"Eh, Anggika," said Anggika awkwardly.

"Mas Gian is the one who found Marla" Syahla explained. "He turns out to be our neighbor, he lives in apartment number 20."

"Seriously?" Assuming widened eyes. "Cock just saw?"

"I just moved out a week ago" Gian said. "And one more, please call me Gian only, do not use additional Mas."

"Hehe, sorry Mas, uh Gian, because it's a habit.." Syahla grimaces small.

"Okay, no problem. Yaudah, I want to go back to the apartment. Get ready for work. Nice to meet you girls" Gian said, waving his hand. Syahla and Anggika returned Gian's hand with a big smile.

"Well," Anggika said after Gian's departure. "This is my type, really,"

Syahla spontaneously hit his best friend's shoulder hard. "God! Inget! There's Brother Ren!"

"Oh, yes, yes.." Angika grimaces shame. But then he turned his head to Shahla with a threatening look. "Lo inget too! You have a husband!"

"La keep on why? I don't feel anything like Gian" Syahla said.

"Who knows, right? Be careful, inget said the Javanese. Witing tresno jalaran seko kulino, that love can come because it's used to it!"

"Dih, the son of Jakarta sok-sokan can speak Javanese!" Ledek Shahla's. "Udah ah, I'd like to get ready! Mending you ngaca first, your hair is already rich bird's nest."

Anggika widened his eyes to hear the words Syahla. He then quickly reflected on the window glass at the entrance of the apartment building.

"YAHOO!!"

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"After this do not bathe first until the next two weeks yes," Gian said as he threw a used injection into the garbage can. Shahla nodded her head.

"Okay, Doctor Sir!"

Gian took a deep breath hearing the call. "How many times do I have to say call me Gian, please,"

"Hehe," Shahla grimaced. "Finally, if you wear a doctor's suit like this, it doesn't feel good if you just call a name,"

Gian smile. "As far as you are. Oh yeah, tonight this week you're free, right? I'd like to invite you to your roommate to come by my place. I'd like to have a small Thanksgiving move,"

"Oh? If I can," Syahla then seemed to think for a moment. "But if Anggika does not know anyway, try later I ask yes,"

"Okay, I wait." Gian smiled meaningfully.

After Marla was vaccinated, Syahla immediately returned to the apartment and called Ustadz Amar. He intends to inform about Marla and of course also to release the longing because it has been two days not interconnected.

"Hello?" Syahla said the sumringah when she saw the video call was connected, but how surprised she was when she saw the face of the recipient was not the husband, but a beautiful blonde woman.

"Oh, Amar! Your sister is calling!*" the girl shouted at the person behind her.

*(Farm! Your sister's calling!)

"Who are you?*" said Syahla in a slightly angry tone.

*(Who are you?)

"Oh, I am Amar's girlfriend!*" Tukas the girl who made Syahla deflected her eyes.

*(I'm Amar's girlfriend!)

"Nooo!" Ustadz Amar seemed to seize the phone in a hurry. "Sorry baby, he's Dasha, my friend. He was just kidding. Don't misunderstand me,"

"Oh yeah? So Mas Amar entered the girl into the room and joked?" Syahla's anger has reached ubun-ubun.

"Loh, no dear, this is not in the room, this is in the living room," Ustadz Amar switched the camera mode to the rear camera. "We are not just two. There are other friends of mine. Let's take a look. We were indeed again group work for a research project" Ustadz Amar later pointed out the condition of the room which was indeed filled with several others. There were three men and three women.

"Oh," Shahla responded indifferently. "But that doesn't mean Temen Mas can pick up the phone at will, right? Did you give him the HP code?"

"Yes it's because—"

"Oh, just know the hell Mas," Syahla who was already upset then pressed the reject button. Turn off video call. A few seconds later Ustadz Amar called again, but Syahla turned off her phone instead.

"Racaine!" he said while grumbling.