Want me to Be With You
Back to thinking hard

Turn the water tap and stand under the shower. Aqmal Malik, the man let the splash of water drench his burly body like a muscular Western man. The neatly arranged sentence, which had come out of his sister's mouth managed to make Aqmal think hard.

After finishing with his activities in the bathroom, Aqmal immediately put on clothes. Slowly take her steps to the balcony. Back thinking hard, Aqmal felt the stress made.

"What's he doing now? Is he married again? Wherever you are, whoever you are, may Allah protect you in every breath and footstep. Aamiin's"

Aqmal praying for Lisnawati. In any case, Lisnawati is the woman whose name Aqmal once called in every prayer.

"Darling, someone's looking for you"

Aqmal turned around, finding Sakila Mother standing in the doorway. With the two fists clinging to each other, Aqmal asked a question. "Who?"

"Mother Santi" replied Mother Sakila.

Hearing the name of Mother Santi, Aqmal approached her mother. Inviting the woman down together to meet Mother Santi in the living room. Aqmal takes place in front of Mother Santi while Mother Sakila sits next to Mother Santi.

"Auntie why? Sick aunt?" Aqmal's consecutive questions. Not usually Mother Santi wants to visit during the day let alone want to meet her.

"No, my aunt is not sick. Auntie here wants to ask for your help. Your aunt and mother are going to Makassar. So, Auntie asked for help to take care of Fauziah" explained Mother Santi. Aqmal attracts a smile.

"Tante, Fauziah I've considered my own sister. Auntie don't worry, I must be looking after her" Aqmal said so that the middle-aged woman would not be anxious.

"Alhamdulillah"

Mother Santi's feelings began to calm down. The woman could go on vacation without worrying about her niece who always called her Mother.

"You heard it yourself" said Aunt Sakila.

Mother Santi smiled. "Yes, I packed my clothes first"

"Yes, Say" replied Sakila Mother like a child today.

Mother Santi returned home packing the clothes he would bring. His plane tickets were obtained for free. Yes, the woman just took care of it, because Mother Sakila was the one who bought the plane ticket.

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At 18:00 PM, Fauziah tidied up his bed. Do not forget to close the window of the room, justify the curtains and lastly go to the bath. As usual, the beautiful girl did not linger inside. You can brush your teeth and wash your face, she is grateful. Moreover, it can be shampooing and bathing like bathing activities in general. After doing his duty of prayer and teaching, he continued with other activities that are eating and learning. Lastly, she took away her beauty kit that she bought last week.

"I'm in 3rd grade SMK, soon I'll be graduating from school. So, I have to take care of my skin, because in the academy there will be many beautiful women there. Even if I'm from a graveyard complex, my skin should look clean, white and smooth" Fauziah said in her centil style.

The girl sat in the front seat of the mirror. Apply Body Lotion Marina on the face, neck, to other parts of his body. Not to forget he smeared Fair and Lovely on the face to neck area. And finally, he sowed Baby powder on his face and neck.

After pampering his skin, he took his cell phone. His lentic fingers continued to look for contacts stored with the name Mother lovers.

"Mother yes, it's very nice to go home at night. Just worry!" ketus Fauziah's. She went to school while working, eh! She was busy exploring in the neighbor's house.

Drtts... Drtts... Drtts...

Fauziah's phone vibrates. The name Aqmal is clearly displayed on the phone screen. Without thinking for long, Fauziah pressed the green picture and placed the cheek object in his ear

"Assynogaic"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Ziah, Mommy Santi wants to talk to you" Aqmal said across the phone.

"Ziah, this is with Mommy. Earlier Mother saw you sleep well so Mother does not have to wake you up" explained Mother Santi. "There is money on the refrigerator, you use it for your needs as long as Mother is not around. Remember, you have to eat before your stomach is rumbling. Don't stay up late, you'll wake up late in the morning"

Both Fauziah's eyebrows swooped up. "Where is Mother and where are you going?" tanyanya did not understand.

"Mother on the way to the airport. Mother and Aunt Sakila want to go to Makassar. There is business there" replied Mommy Santi.

"Well, why not wake me up!" fauziah protest. A few seconds later, he was sobbing. Aqmal disconnects phone calls unilaterally. It was not that he was disrespectful, but that he could not hear Fauziah crying.

Drtts... Drtts... Drtts...

Fauziah's phone is back on the vibrate. Again Aqmal called. Fauziah raised the call without a sound.

"Go to the balcony" Aqmal said. Fauziah did not answer, but he did. He went out and stood on the balcony.

"Why crying?" ask Aqmal gently.

"When are Mother and Aunt coming home?" asked Fauziah while wiping his tears.

"Tomorrow is here" Aqmal replied. "But don't cry anymore" he gently continued.

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In the morning, Fauziah woke up earlier than Muli. Yes, Muli. The beautiful girl spent the night at Fauziah's house. Fauziah cooks rice, does the dishes, and lastly sweeps the house as well as the yard. Before taking a bath, he baked bread and made milk for her and Muli. Finished preparing the menu for breakfast, Fauziah went up to the second floor, precisely in the room.

"Daddy, wake up"

"Hmmmmm. Brother, what time is it?" molly asked without opening her eyes. Even she was still comfortably hugging her bolster pillow.

"Hour 6"

"Sister, 15 minutes to go" Pinta Muli. His eyes were still hard to work with.

"Let's get up" Fauziah wags a blanket over Muli's body. Then pulled the hand of the beautiful, spoiled girl.

Muli can only step down. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Then approached Fauziah at the dinner table. Sliding the chair near Fauziah and sitting down to enjoy the breakfast that Fauziah painstakingly served.

After breakfast and shower and more. Fauziah and Muli get ready for school. As usual, Fauziah will bring a change of clothes. And this time, Aqmal's taking them to school.

"Dek, after school you will wait for Brother at Grandma's house" Aqmal told his sister.

"Yes" Muli replied briefly. He's busy with the job he forgot to do last night.

Aqmal stops right in front of the Misbahul Aulad Labuha SMK School Building. He took out his wallet, took out twenty thousand bills and ten thousand denominations.

"This is your pocket money. Remember, buy snacks that can make you full" said Aqmal asserted.

"Kok I got it" murmured Fauziah as he looked at the money in his hand.

"Already, let's go" Muli pulled Fauziah's arm. Take the woman to the cafeteria of Ci Wia, a delicious seller of yellow rice.