6 Chapter 7

"Going home?" Asked Mirza. I nodded.

"Fitrah's dad picked up?" Asked Mirza again. Once again I nodded.

"Nia, I'm waiting youat ground floor. Hurry up. My dad is half an hour coming. "Fitrah reminds me.

Fitrah left me with Mirza. Mirza stay in front of the room door watched me pack. I picked up my luggage. Mirza please bring me down. I just left it. I see father Fitrah is up. Mirza kept putting my hand in the bonnet. I and Fitrah shake hands Datin Alina.

"Nia if there's a time to come home aunty know. I like it if you want to come here again"

"Insyaallah, aunty." I politely replied.

After experiencing Marha and all the family members there, I and Fitrah move into the car. Mr. Ahmad Fuad, father of Fitrah willingly invited us. I'm grateful because I do not have to linger in Fitrah's house. Mirza's stubborn attitude toward me made me uncomfortable.

At 6 pm I survived to the yard.

"Thank you, Fitrah, uncle."

I step into the house. Have not had time to open the door, phone bordering indicates that there is a new short massage received. I just let it ring, then open the door and get in. I'm alone at home. My family all went to my elder brother house to have a banquet of thanksgiving for a new home. After making sure all the doors were closed and locked I took a bath and cleaned my body.

Finished dressing I performed maghrib prayers and read al-quran while waiting for fardhu isyak.

After the new prayer I went to the phone. The message I received just read.

Assalamualaikum. Have you arrived?

Mirza. The new guy I know. Taking the weight of my own family. I would like to reply or not. I had not responded yet, Mirza sent another message.

Assalamualaikum. Nia, have you been to? Why not respond to the brother's message?

Hish. Can not wait right. I just want to type. Who is this kid?

Wa'alaikumussaalam. At 6pm this evening.

I pressed the send button. 5 minutes later,

Owh. I'm worried. Why the late replies?

i'm tired, Brother. sorry make you worry.

Okay. Rest. I'm sorry. Yeah, I'm not nobody, Nia?

I was stunned to read a short message from Mirza. "Sulking. I'm lazy to persuade. If a little boy, it's okay, but can be a father. Hahahaha. "I smiled myself. Mirza's orders were not responded.