Playboy Insaf
Ninety-one

In the morning the Ela family woke up before dawn.

"El try to wake Mr. Romi if he wants to join the morning prayer to the mosque?" ask Mr. Budi

"Well sir" replied Ela.

Ela knocked on the door of her room which Romi occupied. But three times there was no answer from the inside. That means Romi must be sleeping.

Ela pushed the door of her room unlocked from the inside. Ela went in and saw Romi was sleeping well. Ela looked at the plain face of Romi who was still asleep.

Your face is very cute sir, almost my defensive wall collapsed sir. You are far from my reach, sir. I think I should bury my feelings.

Ela touches Romi's body trying to wake him up.

"Paaaac... Mr. Romi. "call Ela.

Romi moved his body and turned his body. Then go to sleep again.

"Sir Romi.. Paaaaak. "repeat Ela.

Slowly Romi opened his eyes and was shocked to see that Ela was already in front of him.

"Oh Oh Allah...... MashaAllah" said Romi surprised.

"Sorry Sir. Surprised yes. " reply Ela.

"Yes, there is an angel" Romi replied.

Ela fell silent at being confused by Romi's reply.

"What's Cishela?" ask Romi.

"Before the dawn of the Lord. My father asked, Do you want to follow the prayer to the mosque?" ask Ela.

"Follow. I'm coming. Wait a minute" replied Romi sprightly.

Romi sat right in front of Ela. Makes Ela so wrong. Ela immediately walked out of the room because she did not want Romi to hear her heartbeat so fast.

"Where's El?" Mr. Budi immediately welcomed from outside the room.

"Said Mr. Romi come with sir, he's ready again" replied Ela.

Ela went straight to the kitchen to help her mother. Soon Romi came out of the room with a towel.

"Son't I still have time to be clean first?" ask Romi.

"Oh still had time Mr. Romi" replied Mr. Budi.

"Okay, wait a minute sir" Romi replied.

Romi walks towards the bathroom located in the kitchen, he sees Ela skillfully helping her mother cook. Romi smiled at the beauty of the scenery this morning.

Then Romi went into the bathroom to bathe and ablaze. After that Romi returned to the room and got dressed.

Along with that came the dawn prayer.

"Are we late, sir?" ask Romi.

"No sir, the mosque is near Kok Pak. Come sir" replied Mr. Budi.

They both walked towards the mosque not far from Ela's house. After finishing the morning prayers in the mosque before returning home the residents shook hands with each other.

"Who is Mr Budi?" ask one of the residents to Mr. Budi.

"Oh my family from Jakarta" replied Mr. Budi.

"Oh with Ela coming?" ask another one.

"Yes. Yuk mari.we first yes" Mr. Budi immediately invited Romi home.

When they had walked together Romi immediately asked Mr. Romi.

"This is in the village of Pak, if I say Father is not family they will think like-like. At my house there is a girl sir. I'm afraid they think badly of my daughter" replied Mr. Budi.

"Sorry sir, I didn't think about it before. Then later in the afternoon after work I return to the hotel alone" welcome Romi.

"It's okay sir, it's safe now. I told them that you are my brother" replied Mr. Budi.

"Oh yes, thank God." said Romi relieved.

They returned home and at the table was available hot coffee with bread.

"Let's take Mr. Romi coffee first before we have breakfast and get ready for work" invited Mr. Budi.

The two men sat in front of the terrace enjoying Ela's coffee and enjoying the morning atmosphere in Ela's village.

"His son sir lives here? The people are friendly - friendly" Romi said.

"Well that is the case but maybe only occasionally Mr. Romi is delicious. It is better in Jakarta. The proof is that many people want to go there" replied Mr. Budi.

"Jakarta is too dense, sir, the community is also living is not as warm as in the village. Everyone is busy with their own business, each other. Especially living in an apartment. Even sometimes neighbors do not know each other because they never met" said Romi.

"Well, in this life there are plus minus sir, no one is perfect. For the people of the city it is better to live in the village while for the villagers living in the city is their mind. That is actually human nature. Never be satisfied. God has asked for this. Forgetting how to be grateful so that you never feel enough, there is a lack. Having a small house is still less willing to have a big house. I have one house to add to two. So on "say Pak Budi.

Romi listened to Mr. Budi's words seriously. He felt that the events of two years ago had happened again. Things like this is what he likes when talking with Mr. Budi.

From the view of parents, Mr. Budi is very smart to arrange words that can make Romi silent and fixated. The words of Mr. Budi went straight into the deepest recesses of his heart.

"Back breakfast is ready" call Ela.

Mr. Budi looked at his guests.

"Yuk Mr. Romi we have breakfast" invited Mr. Budi.

Romi had breakfast with Ela's family this morning. It was served special fried rice beef eggs. And a cup of hot sweet tea to welcome this morning. They began to eat the dishes with gourmand.

"Look at the fried rice. It's similar to the fried rice of five-star hotels" said Romi.

"Sorry Mr. Romi is not the mother who cooks but Ela" replied Bu Budi.

Romi glanced at Ela.

"Are you really cooking?" ask Romi.

Ela nodded her face.

"Yes sir, thank you for the compliment" Ela replied.

Waaah besides beautiful, solemn, and smart it turns out you are also smart to cook. True - true my heavenly angel. I'd be very lucky if you were my wife. Inner Romi.

Romi devoured the food on his plate until it ran aground because this breakfast dish is very delicious.

After finishing the good breakfast Romi, Ela and Pak Budi prepared to leave for the office of client Romi who they met yesterday.

Exactly at eight in the morning, Mr. Budi and Romi were waiting on the terrace.

"Eeel fast" cried Mr. Budi.

"Let's just say sir there's still plenty of time. Ordinary women.must groom and be beautiful" welcome Romi.

Before long Ela came out of her room complete with work clothes. This morning a wearing blue shirt combined with navy cloth pants and a matching hijab makes Romi difficult to hide the gaze of his eyes who want to keep staring at Ela.

"Yuk sir I'm ready" asked Ela.

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