Love Johanna

Love Johanna
Section 74


...LOVE JOHANNA...


...Author by: David Khanz...


...Section 74...


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Meanwhile, Johanna, who had just arrived home, was immediately greeted by her younger brother Andrew. The boy messed up as soon as he saw his only brother enter the door slowly.


"Where are you from, brother? Abis's dating, huh?" ask Andrew nosy.


Johanna did not answer. The girl only glanced for a moment, seeing her younger brother was busy watching television.


Hearing Andrew's voice just now, Aunt Chika suddenly appeared from the direction of the kitchen. The old woman immediately looked at her niece who had not had time to enter the room.


"Where have you been, Han? It's like this, just got home?" tanya Aunty Chika spicy.


Just as Johanna was about to reply, Andrew interrupted. "Regular, Aunt. Abis met the same guy. Aren't you, Sis?" ask the boy while he is detained.


"Andrew, what the hell are you? By the way, don't think about it," exclaimed Johanna upset.


His sister was even more greedy, amused, seeing the expression on his brother's face was reflected in the worry about the question from Aunt Chika earlier.


"You have found the same man whose name is ... Ravi ... o, yes ... his name is Ravi, right?" aunt Chika asked.  "Kok, didn't tell me first with your Mama anyway, Han? From Lilian nanyain you go on, loh!"


Johanna looked down lethargic. Then he chimed in on his tantalizing speech. "Yes, Aunt. Sorry, Hanna forgot," she said slowly.


"Forgotten or intentionally?" cecar Aunt Chika with a cold face. "Minimal, you go everywhere, say cake first. Ask permission from parents. In your current religion is not taught manners? Yeah, sure you don't. Religious people are not clear 'that."


"Tante ...," Johanna said. "The ugliness or lack that Hanna is practicing, please do not be involved with the same religion dong, Aunt. Hanna was also not able to be a good and obedient Muslim. Hanna still has a lot to learn."


Reply back to Aunt Chika fiercely, "Lagian for what the hell, you learn a new religion, Hanna? 'And, obviously, you have learned a lot since you were a child in Sunday school. Is that not enough to make your faith the same as the old religion?" The woman snorted in anger. "No pity what Papa you who died, he dreams you will be a servant of God, Hanna. It's not just to deny our Lord."


Johanna took a deep breath. He hasn't wanted to argue with Aunt Chika. This is not the right time, the girl thought.


"Sorry, Aunt. Hanna wants to meet Mama first," said Johanna as she swung her way to leave the figure of Aunt Chika and Andrew.


"Heh, answer the words of Aunty just now, Hanna," cried Aunt Chika as she blocked her niece's arm. "Not very polite you, invited to talk to parents really, even moaning like this."


"Yourself, Aunt. Hanna wants to see the condition of Mama first," elak Johanna while holding Aunt Chika's hand over her arm. "When there's free time, Hanna will answer whatever Auntie wants to ask Hanna."


Andrew just glanced at his sister and aunt, then looked back blankly at the television screen.


"Later? When later? You are always looking for reasons to avoid Aunty. When are you going, huh?" the old woman asked, sounding furious. "That you won't be able to answer all of Aunt's questions about your new religion, will you? You don't dare to argue with Auntie. That's right, huh?"


Johanna stared intently at Aunt Chika's eyes. His chest until the fireworks held the anger that he had been holding since the beginning of the conversation.


"The religion is not for debate, Aunt, but to be practiced or implemented by each of its people" Johanna said firmly. "Kalo Aunty wants to ask about Islam, Insyaa Allah ... Hanna will try to answer according to the level of science that Hanna has at this time. But if Aunty intends to compare one religion with another, especially with the intention of seeking its own justification. Sorry, because the basis or source taken by each party is different. I won't find the meeting point."


Aunt Chika smiled wryly. Then chimed in, "Means your new source can't help your previous religious source, huh? Hi-hi-hi's chat. Yes, it is .. the person of your holy book--"


"Enough, Aunt. Hanna did not want to prolong this debate," Johanna said, hurriedly continuing her steps to her mother's room, Mama Lilian.


"Hanna!" call Aunt Chika before the niece actually enters the room of her brother's ex-wife, the late Jonathan. Johanna. "You're hungry, Auntie helped you out, at the dinner table."


The girl with narrow eyes smiled. "Thank you, Auntie," he said. 


Johanna knew, Aunt Chika was being critical like that was not because it was based on hatred for her. Deep in the heart of the woman, stored love and affection as against his own child. 


That's why Johanna does not want to be too dizzy if she has a great debate with the tantenya. Like before or before.


Lilian welcomed her daughter's appearance with a smile and a warm hug on the bed.


"Mama worries about you, Hanna," said the woman gently. "Where to from? How, don't you know Mama if you come home late like this, honey?"


"alone?" ask mother. 


Johanna knows, it's just a small question. Because Lilian must have known who her son went with.


"No, Ma" replied Johanna again, shaking her head. "Same with Mas Ravi," said the girl honestly. 


"Oohhh," Lilian replied briefly.


"But .. earlier Hanna and Ravi also stopped by first to eat," added Johanna timidly. "It's okay, isn't it, Ma?"


Lilian smiled, then replied, "Of course it's okay, dear."


"Seriously?" johanna asked to be sure.


The old woman nodded and continued saying, "Mama believe it, same with you, Han. Now you're an adult and Mama believes you can take care of yourself."


Johanna hugged her mother.


"Thank you, Ma" said the girl. "Mas Ravi is good. He taught Hanna a lot about religion. All this time, we were just friends, Ma."


"Yes, Mama just trust you, Han," Lilian replied warmly. "Throughout your association with anyone and bringing kindness, Mama doesn't mind, dear. It's just ...."


Johanna let go of his embrace, then asked, "Why, Ma?"


Lilian looked at her daughter intently.


"You go everywhere, please tell Mama yes, dear. Let Mama not feel worried like that," said the old woman accompanied by a sweet smile. "Now, Mama's only got you and Andrew.  Mama doesn't want anything to happen to Mama's kids."


"Yes, Ma. Hanna apologized," Johanna said, clasping her mother's hand, and then kissing in such a way. "Hanna promised, Hanna will always look after herself for Mama."


Lilian's smile widened. He did the same. I kissed his daughters hands as an expression of affection.


"O, yes ... about the Meeting," added the old woman, "you don't take her too seriously, dear. Mama doesn't like her attitude the same as yours. But ... Mama is still speeding him to help here. So Mama hope, alright respond to Chika's talk huh, Han."


Johanna smiled faintly. He said, "Just calm down, Ma. Hanna understands, I do."


"O, yes ... Are you still a laper?" lillian asked suddenly. Johanna answered with a headband. "Soalya who cooked earlier Chika. My mom doesn't know what she's cooking. But if you're in doubt, you'd better buy some food-"


"No need, Ma," Johanna refused hurriedly. "Johanna's still full, really."


"Yes, already. Just rest, gih. Tomorrow you go to college, you."


"Yes, Ma" replied Johanna as she hugged her mother for the third time. "Hanna's going to the room first, yeah."


"Yes, dear," replied Lilian softly.


Then Johanna rushed out of her mother's room and intended to enter the bedroom by herself. In the living room, Andrew was still glued alone in front of the television.


"Heh, sleep! You go to school tomorrow, you!" johanna reminded.


Andrew looked on. 


"Yes, Brother. Wait a minute" replied the boy. "Tanggung nih, the movie again exciting."


There's no Aunt Chika there. I don't know where, wondering about the girl. Then continued to enter his own room and began to lay his body on his bed.


For a moment he stared at the radiant white ceiling of the room, then smiled to himself while imagining someone in the eye.


"Mas Ravi ..." whispered Johanna slowly.


...SERIATE...