The Prisoner Girl of Psychopath
Nabila Story06
At night at the residence of Miss Lastri...
In a room that is not too large....
Nabila was busy making video calls with her parents....
"how is it today, brother?" ask Adinda from across the street.
"ordinary ma.." said Nabila.
"said om Farhan you did not go directly to the grandmother's house?where was it, brother?" ask Adinda.
"jalan bentar ma..liat see the hometown of mama.." said Nabila.
"who's same?"ask Adinda again..
" same temen.he who picked up Nabila earlier at the airport.."ucap Nabila.
"sister...you've only had a day there already have a temen?do not easily believe dong kak same stranger.." said Adinda.
"he's good kok ma..dia tenen a community of supporters.we have long known him, only today aja meet him.." said Nabila.
"sister..you take good care of yourself there yes.papa same mom will often look at you.." said Adinda.
"iya ma.." said Nabila.
"yes, have you prayed yet?" ask Adinda
"your mother...."
"yes if so you rest gih..udah malem.."
"yes ma...Nabil is also very tired ma.mau immediately sleep." he said.
"yes baby.."
"assalamu.."
"wa aleikum salam."
the phone connection was cut off.
Nabila immediately put down his cell phone and rushed to sleep.Outside the weather is not friendly.Hush rain flushed the city since last afternoon until now the time shows eight o'clock last night.
Nabila immediately pulled out her blanket and prepared to close her eyes.
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Morning's....
04:00
Czech....
the door to Nabila's room was open...
An old woman with gray hair began to enter the room that is now occupied by the grandson.Seeing that his granddaughter was still curled under the blanket while hugging his roll.Padahah outside the sound of Adhan was heard so melodious has echoed beautifully break the silence of the night.
Bu Lastri sat on the edge of the 160x200 meter bed.His hands were moved to shake the body of the grandson who was still asleep in the cradle of his beautiful dreams.
"ndock...Nabila..bangun ndok..after dawn.sholat first.." said softly.
Nabila wriggling on the bed.Slowly his eyes began to open.Sayuk his ears began to catch the melodious sound that was reflected from the mosque toa....
Nabila sat his body with a consciousness that had not yet fully accumulated.
"wash your face first, take ablution.we go to the mosque." said Miss Lastri.
"Nabil prays at home aja deh nek.." said Nabila.
"eehh...do not.we pray in the mosque.let you also know the residents here.." said Bu Lastri.
Nabila was upset.
"have a face wash.grandma wait in the living room yes." said Miss Lastri then rushed to the living room of her house.
Nabila would not want to have to follow the will of the grandmother even though he was forced to.
The woman walked lazily to the bathroom next to the kitchen to wash her face and take ablution.
It did not take long.not until five minutes, when it was ready with the face above that wrapped his body, as well as the face down and prayer mat in his hand.Bu Lastri smiled...
"yuk..keburu qomat.." said Miss Lastri.
The two women of different ages also walked towards a mosque that was not too big which was not far from their residence.
Throughout the journey,Nabila so enjoy the echoing sholawat chants echoed by a man from the mosque he will go to.Sholawat who is always chanted after the adhan while waiting for the worshipers to arrive at the mosque before the iqomah reverberate.The sound is so sweet, so sweet,it's so beautiful to listen to.
It did not take long, Nabila and Bu Lastri arrived at the mosque.Jamaah is not too crowded, maklum, bajuh.
Nabila immediately positioned himself when a man in the line of shaf men began to rise and chant iqomah.
Iqomah chanted, the same beautiful voice that chanted Adhan and sholawat earlier.Nabila who was in a standing position seemed to tidy his face, making sure there was not a single hair that was not covered with white and holy cloth.
Iqomah finished.pemuda white with ash, black sheath and black peci turned and was about to position his body lined up neatly with the fathers who are only a few people.
When the muezzin (adzan chanter) turned around, accidentally his eyes met with the eyes of a girl he had never met before.At the middle of the row of mother mother, the,with a purple face that perfectly closes the aura, the eyes are beautiful, the face is clean with tiny lips pink natural without makeup polish.For a moment the view of the two human children was locked each other.
"son.." the soft voice of a middle-aged man managed to resuscitate the muezzin's daydream.
"want to be a priest?" asked the middle-aged man in a scabby and turban-clad.
"probi it.." said the muezzin, bowing politely.
The middle-aged man smiled, and then stepped forward to position himself as a priest.
The muezzin turned back to look back.Di saw the girl with purple looks down at the prayer mat, ready to start her morning worship.The young man smiled then he began to position himself to worship the owner of the Universe.
The morning prayers began..
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The early morning pilgrims began to scatter leaving the mushola rushed back to their respective homes.Nabila walked hand in hand with Lastri and several other mother mothers,while behind him some fathers and a young man also walked to return to their respective homes.
"oh...so this is his grandson Miss Lastri..His son Adinda ya buk...who used to fit here was a child..now it's this big?beautiful yes.." said a woman known as Atikah,ustadzah as well as the wife of ustad Hanif, the priest of the dawn prayer.
"yes buk.ini my first grandchild.he wants to go to college here" said Miss Lastri.
"oh yeah..lecture where ndok?" ask Atikah's mom.
"on campus Xx buk.." said Nabila politely.
"oh yes.sekampus dong with Bryan.." he said while looking back, where the ustad Hanif and the son, Bryan walked in tandem right behind them.
Nabila looked back.
So the muezzin was named Bryan, the son of Atikah and Hanif sir,ustad and ustadzah in this village.
"iya ummi." Bryan replied so politely.
"oh yes..Your name is ndok?" ask Atikah's mom.
"i Nabila ummi." said the girl.
"ohs...Nabila..i Atikah.this is my husband Mr. Hanif, and this is our first child, his name is Bryan.." said Ms. Atikah.
Nabila looked down to greet the ustad and his son.
"i Nabila pak ustad..mm.mm.mmaass." he said.
"do not call mas.call Bryan only.you seem to be the same age.." said Mr. Hanif.
Nabila just nodded with a smile.While Bryan, his eyes could not be seen the sweet girl from earlier.
"our second child is called Hanum, still High School, today not join subuhan, again the arrival of monthly guests" said Bu Atikah.
Nabila just nodded..
They arrived in front of their respective houses.It turns out the house of Lastri and Atikah ma'am face to face.
"Bil.when to play at home yes.it's our house.." said Atikah bu while pointing to a house located across the street.
"yes it is.insya Allah.." replied Nabila.
"yes we went home first...Assalamu alaikum." said Mrs Atikah.
"wa alaikum salam" replied lastri and Nabila together.
Mr. Hanif's family rushed to their house.
As close as they....
"ndok.." whispered Lastri's mom startled Nabila.
"ih.grandmother ngagetin deh.." said Nabila.
"Bryan handsome yes.fit you same ndok.." said Bu Lastri enthusiastically.
"ih grandma what the hell." said Nabila then waltzed away followed by the lastri bu behind her.
"really.he was besides handsome also soleh...the family is also good." said Miss Lastri.
"oh yeah?" asked Nabila with a look of enthusiastic face.
"iya ndok..in addition to soleh and handsome he is also pinter lo ndok.pistiknya perfect.." said Bu Lastri full of praise.
"woooaaaaahhhhh...so cool...!!yes already grandma.nyatain love buruan.ajakin marriage...Nabil supports grandma..!!" said Nabila by raising his clenched hand as if giving spirit.
"lho.kok granny.yes you dong...!you don't have a partner yet." said Miss Lastri.
"grandmother has no partner either...!grandma first...Nabil lately..!okay grandma..spiritual pursue a soul mate....!!"he said while patting the grandmother on the shoulder and then passed away to his room..
Miss Lastri just chuckled.
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