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A month to go back as usual, in fact it is difficult for Diyan.

The mind sometimes does not focus, even he still has to be accompanied by the father.

Rima, was still the topic of his thoughts at the moment.

How much he persuaded the heart to forget all, in fact Rima always incarnated when he was about to close his eyes.

Talked with papa several times, but did not get the right answer.

Papa just said, "ask your mama!"

And if he approaches mama, then, "Let Rima with her own life!"

Answers that make the head woozy.

Leave the office sooner than usual.

“Let me alone sir, for a few days I will be out of town so don't wait for me to go home!” While raising his hand to Mr. Eko asking for the car keys.

The entire formation returned to its original place. The art returned to their respective places.

It's not a problem for Dihyan.

Everyone is staying away from him.

Let alone the person he paid, his parents did not side with him.

It's okay for him, it's all his fault.

"But sir,...?"

Doubtful, Mr. Eko gets full responsibility as long as Dihyan is out of the house.

Without Dihyan coming home with him, it was clear he would get angry from the big boss.

"I want to go somewhere sir." Dihyan.

"Let's call papa. Also, let's not get angry."

After getting what he asked for, immediately get into the car leaving Pak Eko alone.

Mr. Eko immediately grabbed the phone, contacted Mr. Cakra.

Dihyan started driving like he said, he's going out of town.

Just a few minutes away, the phone in the pocket vibrated, requiring it to reduce speed.

Know if everyone will be worried.

"I'm fine, ma'am."

He said after listening to a series of questions from his mother.

"Please tell papa dad! Maybe it'll go long."

"Where are you going Iyyaaaaaan?" My mother half shouted.

"I'm going to granny maaaaahhh's house,... " Slight emphasis when finding a mother who shows tremendous anxiety.

He felt completely healed, but why was he still treated like a mentally ill person.

But his desire to find Rima back has not been granted. What do they want?

"Why not be delivered with Eko sir anyway?" Mamma.

"Yes." Yeah." Short answer, so that the call ends soon. This conversation seemed to hinder his journey.

"You're careful, don't forget to call your mom when you get there!" Mama can not do anything but allow.Toh even without his permission, Dihyan still go.

After passing a long journey decorated with a word of congestion and here he is now.

The place looks beautiful and peaceful, with large trees lined up along the way.

The air started to cool, getting colder as time had shown it almost eight o'clock in the evening. He stopped once just to pray magrib.

“Yes for Dihyan? Same who?”

The greeting in a surprised tone, means that my mother has not called here.

“Self well,” While doing reverence on a man who looks almost the same age as his papa.

“Still well.”

“Who is well?” The voice of the woman from within.

“You? Same who?” When he saw the figure of Dihyan who had been sitting in the living room.

“You've eaten?” A very appropriate question, because from that moment he did not care about his stomach began to rumble. He just continued to drive and drove and then joined in line with other vehicles.

“Not yet,” The answer is honest.

“Alright, let's eat! dad accompany dining,” Step into dining room. The stomach has gone too far.

Accompanied by his father and mother, he ate with enough greed to fill the stomach.

Hemm, Sambal is packed with dried fish and tempeh as a side dish, and sour vegetables that are very refreshing throat.

Re-grabbing the rice basket to move the contents to his plate, maybe the cool atmosphere increasingly makes his stomach as if screaming for more. Until he forgot about his main purpose here.

The father who had said he wanted to accompany him ate, just sat beside him smilingly looking at him. While the mother serves her other needs such as preparing drinking water and a hand washcloth.

“You clean first, then rest.” Said dad when he started cleaning his hands, “bring a change of clothes?”

“There well,” hemm, maybe he has prepared his needs or has planned before leaving.

“Ya already, mom prepare a room first for you.”

“Still mom."

"Well, can you talk to your brother?” He continued when he was in front of the bathroom door while receiving a towel given by the father.

“Your flight seems to be home at 11pm, why?” Daddyh.

“Tomorrow to speak, you can meet your brother,” Continue father when he saw it silent does not answer the question why from father.

After cleaning up, he joined the father who was in the family room.

The simple room was just a mat and a tv with some small pillows lying there, maybe they were watching tv here while lying down.

Mother prepared 2 cups of coffee in addition with cracker setoples placed between father and himself who was sitting cross-legged in front of the tv while watching a talk show that was seen presenting a state official as the guest star.

He likes coffee, but for now he may need a pillow and a mattress.

Although he could not guarantee himself to sleep because he had to think about where Rima was now.

Just want to respect my father, and if lucky he can immediately meet with the brother who said he will be home at 11 pm later.

But maybe he was not lucky, because he caught the fatigue in his eyes and told him to go into the room without waiting for his brother to come home.

Shave because he slept well tonight, maybe because he was tired or because he expected something big here.

Even seemed less, because it was as if he had just slept on the door of his room was knocked by someone, because it was as if he had just fallen asleep,

“Yan, wakeup! Fajr prayer first!”

A faint sound from a distance that makes the sound of people reading the Qur’an.

Usually at this hour he is still in a dream cradle without anyone bothering him.

“Waaah, is there Dihyan?” When he just opened the door of his room while rubbing his eyes.

The girl who is the same age as her youngest sister.

“Come, you wudhu first or in the mosque only?” The father standing in front of his own room.

Only at this hour, the house has been boisterous with all activities.

“Wudhu here well, all of you want to pee,” He said while leaving the girl.

After putting a glove on his waist, he and his father came out of the house with the man he was waiting for last night.

“Eh no people city nih!” The ejek of a man smiled as he pulled out his motorbike from the terraced house next to his father's house.

He just smiled while waiting for the father who was also taking out his motorbike from the side door.

Coming home from the mosque is a little long, because the father chose to listen to a short lecture.

Even with Dihyan, whether this is just simply appreciating the older or his intention to cool the heart.