SCHNUCKY
EVEN ANTS CAN HURT HIS HEART

Mirnawati is cooking for breakfast. The members of the Datu-Datunsolang family have been awake and active since the morning at four. Ruslan himself will today revisit his plantations in the interior area of Boalemo. Mirnawati this time took the initiative to accompany her husband for a week.

Arya closed the Qur'an prayer and kissed its cover solemnly as a tribute to the holy book of her religion. The man then placed the object on the nightstand.

Ever since the nightmare about Muzdalifah came to haunt him, the man was completely immersed in the ritual. In addition to being a sunnah that prepares to be fed up, reading the Qur'an also managed to calm his soul that was upset because it was plagued by the nightmare.

But when he met Kamala, slowly the dream began to rarely come to his sleep. Coupled with meeting directly with Muzdalifah, even though the woman had not really accepted his arrival, at least Arya was no longer disturbed by his dreams.

Somehow his desire to meet Muzdalifah appeared and urged him to leave immediately. The man tried to calm his feelings.

Maybe he's thinking about me right now...

Arya smiled considering the possibility. The man got up and took off his clothes. He grabbed a towel and then came out of the room. The clock on the wall of his room had shown at 5:30 a.m.

The bathroom was located at the end of the back room, next to the kitchen where Mirnawati was doing her activities.

Anya came out of the bathroom wearing shower pajamas and a towel tied around her head to dry her hair, even though the girl's hair had been made short following the rules applied by the school of conduct.

"Eh, where are you going? Have you had a shower in the morning?" ask Arya.

"Yeee.. morning shower is good for health." Anya said.

Arya chuckles. "Usually no. You used to be told to get up and take a shower in the morning, you must be dawdling to be scolded by Mama constantly." he said.

"Adat-istadat in the dormitory." Anya said along chuckling. "For a long time it became a habit.already ah, let's take a shower." he said then stepped aside and left Arya.

Anya passed by her mother who was cooking. He greets. "What cooking, Ma?"

Mirnawati silently did not respond to her daughter's question. Anya sneered and snorted then stepped away followed by the cynical gaze of the parobaya woman.

Ruslan was already in the family room watching the news on television. Meanwhile Mirnawati who finished assisted by ART had finished her work and arranged all the dishes on the dining table. The woman momentarily turned to the wall staring at the time marker perched there.

It's six o'clock.it's time to take a shower and get ready....

Mirnawati went into the room and cleaned herself in their bathroom located in the room.

Arya was done and came out of the bathroom and moved towards her room. While Anya has appeared again wearing a long-sleeved rolled shirt, and jeans. Her short hair was partly tucked back, similar to Ayame's pigtail style, her favorite character because Anya used to love playing the strategy game Tenchu on the Playstation.

"What news is Pa?" greeting Anya while sitting beside her father then took a piece of banana chips on the plate that lay on a small table in front of the sofa they both sat on.

"News are just short-sighted." replied Ruslan quietly while nodding towards the television LED screen.

Anya raised an eyebrow and nodded her head and noticed the television screen displaying some news.

"His.." Ruslan said to his daughter.

He looked at his father. Ruslan mendehem then asked. "When are you the final exam?"

"Two weeks after this holiday" Anya answered amid her activity chewing the banana chips.

"Is everything prepared?" asked Ruslan who was still staring at the television screen.

"If it's safe, Pa." Anya answered also watching the television screen. "And all his administration has been settled. If the matter of readiness, God willing, Anya is ready to undergo the final test. Pray for Pa?"

Ruslan smiled as he grabbed the remote and pressed one of the switch buttons to get the impression he wanted.

"We always pray for you, son. Whatever your happiness is, we will always strive for it." replied Ruslan.

"Thank you Pa.." Anya said with a smile.

"But if you graduate later.. You really have to stay in Bogor?" ask Ruslan.

"Depends.." Anya answered. "Toh not only the State Password Agency requires a cryptographic analysis, but other government agencies whose fields are partly related to that."

Ruslan. Anya chuckles. "Why? Don't you want Anya to go all the way?" the girl teased and laughed.

"Yes there is no way Papa and Mama rely on Arya" Ruslan said. "The daughter's job is to take care of her parents, even though she has been married. Not that she could argue with her husband's orders." the parobaya man then turned his gaze from the television screen to Anya.

"When a woman is married, she is oriented to her husband's orders. But, where is a husband who can forbid his wife to take care of his father or mother who is old? Papa never forbade your mama to take care of both parents until death, because Papa knows, only girls can do that. Boys will not be able to carry out these responsibilities."

Anya nodded and then smiled. "Yes, then, Papa just pray Anya get a soul mate who is considerate to her parents and in-laws."

"Amiin.." said Ruslan also nodding.

Arya came out of her room. Ruslan looked at his son with furrowed brows.

"Refreshing, Pa.." says Arya. "If you are quiet at home, even more stress. Papa will know that Arya is a workaholic."

"But you're still sick" Ruslan said.

"No, it's over." said Arya again. "Obviously, Arya still has to relax first."

"Let's have breakfast." exclaimed Mirnawati from the dining room.

Anya and Ruslan simultaneously got up and overtook Arya stepping into the dining room. They then sat around a table that had spread various types of dishes on the platters.

"Waaah..it looks good." exclaimed Anya with a sparkling look.

"Indeed all this time Mama's cooking is not good?" blow Mirnawati suddenly.

He was shocked but astonished later. The girl looked at her father and older brother and then looked back at her mother.

"Mama why the hell? How early in the morning like a cat would fight." asked Anya with unease while sitting in the chair.

Arya and Ruslan also sat down and looked at the two women in a row. Anya immediately nodded in understanding.

"Ooh... Anya knows." guess it. "Mama was angry because of Anya's comment yesterday afternoon, was that it?"

"You know, nanya!" gerutu Mirnawati while sneaking her lips.

Ruslan shook his head. Arya also watched both.

"Oooh, so when you say that, you don't think I'm hurt?" Anya's fishing rod. "Is it because Mama confessed to the parents and then just like that?"

"Eh, are you starting to know what you're talking about?" exciting Mirnawati.

"Maaa.." scolded Ruslan.

"Ma.. It's okay if Mama doesn't like my appearance.it's her taste" Anya said. "Is it because Mama doesn't like it then Mama has the right to insult Anya to all her? Try if someone else is like you. Do they still laugh and think Mama's words are a joke?"

Mirnawati only snorted and pretended not to hear her daughter's words. She took her husband's plate and spooned the rice into the plate and returned the plate full of food to Ruslan.

"What's wrong, Mama's even slapped them." Anya grumbled that began to lose interest in breakfast.

"What's? You want to slap Mama? Try it?" tukas Mirnawati turned to look at Anya with glaring eyes.

"Who wants to slap Mama?" anya Disputation. "Ma, kidding there are limits too. If the person being flagged is hurt, it's no longer a joke..."

"You hurt?!" todong Mirnawati fiercely.

"Ma.. anyone if marked by delay will also not like." Anya reply fiercely anyway.

"Yes already!" Mirnawati. "If you are hurt, just reply to Mama." the parobaya woman then raised her chin and looked up. "Mama is usually hurt by children, especially you."

"Yeeee.." Anya spray. "Anya said this too so as not to reply." he said. "What's the point of playing back and forth just because of this? The immersion is very old man." Anya grumbled straight up and pushed again the chair forward. It's not breakfast.

"Already ah, the important thing Anya has spoken, it's up to Mama want to reach him how." said the girl was about to leave.

"Eh, uh, just play live." Mirnawati's sergeant starts to rouse. "Where are you going?"

"Him going to have breakfast outside" Anya replied, revealing a circular watch on her wrist. He tapped on the watch's glass plan. "It's too late to go to the Library and the Regional Archives."

Anya stepped away and left Mirnawati who was angry with herself. Arya finally did not care and scooped her own rice, as well as the side dishes and vegetables then ate following her father who acted indifferently, considering the quarrel that took place at the table eating as if it had never happened.

"See your son, Pa!" mirnawati pointed at the garage door. "Taking a little bit more as a PNS, he started to be careless towards his mother" he said.

Arya shifted her plate to the middle and then got up. Mirnawati looked at her son again.

"Lho's? Where are you going?" asked Mirnawati in surprise.

"Mind the mind with a walk." replied Arya slowly.

"But you just recovered from illness." - Mirnawati. "Rest first at home."

"Well, Mama is today with Papa to Boalemo. Then I'm alone dong." said Arya with a smile.

"Ah, the children are no longer willing to obey. It's grown up, it's grown up, it's brave to refute this and that." said Mirnawati in annoyance.

Arya only smiles at her mother's nagging and leaves the parobaya woman topping out alone accompanied by her devoted husband listening to the monologue that comes out smoothly from the mouth of her cradle.[]