The Mystery of the Two Rings Behind the Collapse of the Andalusian Palace
The Part 58
I don't know why my heart won't stop beating so fast. When I arrived in front of the palace I went straight into the room after removing my hijab and hanging it.
I rushed to the bathroom with a pink broom that I had placed on my shoulder. While I was busy bathing, Azan began to roar through my radio until I speeded up to clean my body and take ablution.
Finished with the activity in the bathroom I now directly wear pajamas and take mukena to perform maghrib prayers, then read the Qur'an while waiting for the azan isya.
Not felt when I was busy reading the holy verse “Allaaahu akbar Allaaahu akbar,“ the voice of azan began to roar melodiously.
I also stopped reading Al – qur’an after closing it with a reading of “shodaqolla hulngazim,“ do not forget to kiss this holy book while walking to put it on a peacock and do prayer isya.
“Tok tok,“ knocking sound door start to sound.
I who just finished praying immediately rushed to open it, now my eyes are catching the figure of a man wearing white cocoa and black peci as well as a plain black sheath.
"This is what the picture looks like." 😎
"Yes Allah is handsome,“ I said accidentally.
“Kan kaka emang handsome!“ his reply.
I who heard the word – said the man who was none other than and not is Ahmar immediately put on a lazy look.
“Susah yah if you meet ma guy kepedean kayak gini,“ cibirku.
"The reality is like that, right?“ ask her while smiling sweetly.
“Oh yes! what's going on when you knock on someone's door?“ just pissed.
“Hamra... Hamra.. We got the wrong door! if we go in even more wrong,“ grunt him annoyed.
I only chuckled when I saw the experiment.
“Oudah! what's wrong brother guanteng?“ I forced my lips to smile.
“Wedeh! tumben-tumbenan call him brother guanteng, usually kaka.“ god is happy and I just grunt annoyed.
“Do not get angry – angry dong! soon old soon! want anyway? tu cheeks wrinkled kayak grandma - granny?“ his ray.
“Bodo highly! want to upset – angry cake! not cake! it's not kaka's business! live – my life! what a messy kaka!“ I then immediately slammed the door and began to lie on my mattress which was very soft.
When I close my eyes I don't know why I feel something is still attached to my body and when I see it I hit my own forehead because of my stupidity.
“Yeah of Hamra, tu mukena opened first napa.“ my inner .
After folding it I put on my pajamas to sleep and lay my body back on the bed, while Ahmar who was still behind the door only snorted annoyedly. He did not want to be treated this way by Hamra.
Finally he chose to go to his side room to change the white shirt with black trousers, then immediately lay his body on the mattress.
"This is the example of her clothes."
While lying down he kept remembering his memories with Hamra, for some reason he missed the atmosphere. Before going to bed usually Hamra whines to be read a fairy tale by him, he began to read the story until Hamra fell asleep.
Not infrequently sometimes if the story has been read Hamra is still not asleep as well and with his jail tickled his body until he became a stomachache because he laughed too long.
However, now it feels difficult for him to repeat it all because he thinks Hamra is very different, he does not really need it anymore. If only he could turn it back, he wanted to take Hamra away with him before the war.
Surely Hamra's attitude to him will not be like this, what Hamra said was true. But his heart was so unaccepting, he wanted to be free as he was.
He really wanted his girl to come here and start whining to ask him to read the fairy tale, he would definitely obey.
Now his life feels so empty, his passion now seems to have gone somewhere.
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