A Decision

Ummi Dwi

Two months later..

After that incident Abim no longer dare to show his face. Again he disappeared.

While Bimo gave time for ummi and abi to get to know me better.

Mr. Rizal is healthier. Mama Ainun still faithfully accompanied Rizal sir.

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This afternoon the sun was so bright it was shining on the earth. The heat is so pronounced that it is dull.

I took my motorcycle to deliver the order Bimo told me to the address he was going to.

Bimo told me to drop off a rice box and Snack order for the orphanage.

Kinaryosih Orphanage...

My journey came to a halt when Samapi was addressed.

I also parked the motorbike. Then asked an old man who was standing not far from me.

"Assalamualaikum sir. I'm sorry Manda wants to deliver Bimo's mas order!"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Manda's mother is waiting inside. Let me help! Ma'am Manda just follow me, later let's bring another one!"

"Okay sir, thank you!" Answer me. I followed his footsteps inside.

I entered such a big room. There are children playing and also some managers. But I don't see Bimo.

The old man invited me to meet one of the women whose age was no longer young. Her age was not much different like Atika's mother.

"Sorry Ummi, there's Manda's coming!" Said the old man.

I smiled and as usual I always kissed the hands of older people.

Ummi looked at me from top to bottom. In ummi's mind, though,

Quickly, my son likes you. You are beautiful and graceful. Polite again.

"Sorry ummi, is there anything I can help you with?"

Instantly the ummi daydreams became crumpled from hearing my words. Then Ummi looked around! Then ummi says "Let's join ummi!"

I followed his steps too. Until ummi's footsteps stopped at a long table. There are how many adults are arranging the rice box and Snack that I brought earlier on the table.

"Mom Baras, can you please come here for a moment." Call ummi.

Ms. Laras approached the two of us who were standing.

"What's ummi?"

"Bu Laras introduce this Manda, Manda who made rice box and Snack here?"

"This manda is Ms. Laras the caretaker of the orphanage. You don't mind helping out here for a minute?"

Mum and I shook hands. Ms. Laras looked at me from top to bottom just like the ummi who looked at me like that!

I see myself. Is there anything wrong with my appearance.

Why do ummi and ma'am Laras look at me from top to bottom? Something is wrong with my appearance! Ask me in my heart.

"Manda, why are you quiet?" Ask Ummi.

I woke up from my daydream. I answered the ummi question. "It's okay, ummi!"

I also followed Bu Laras to help clear the rice box and Snack.

****

13.00 WIB hours

The show has already started, but I haven't seen Bimo here since! Ummi also told me to stay here!

Everything that was told by ma'am Laras I did too!

Now I just sit and listen to the holy verses of the Qur'an.

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Ummi was sitting next to Bu Laras. The two talked for a moment!

"Ummi, sorry! Manda is the woman whom Mas Bimo likes!"

"Yes, what do you think?"

"Good, pretty! Also polite.. Try if someone else ummi, already anter catering! Paid straight home. But Manda's offering himself help here!"

"Yes you're right! But I'm not satisfied with knowing him! Next time I'll get to know him more deeply!"

Hopefully Bimo's choice is the best. Actually ummi also likes you Manda. Inner ummi!

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Ummi approached me who was standing, and was done with everything.

"Manda, can we talk to you for a second!"

"What's the matter?"

"It's for you!" Say ummi while giving a white envelope!

"Sorry, what is it!"

"It's money as a token of gratitude!"

I looked at ummi in wonder. The problem is that the rice box payment money has been paid by Bimo!

"Sorry, ummi for the payment of rice box already paid by mas Bimo!" I said then return the envelope!

Ummi refused and gave it to me again. "It's because you've been helping the manager here until the show's over!"

"Oh, about that! I'm iklas. I offered to help anyway! So it's best not to."

"You don't need money for your kids, either. Sorry you're not a widow, are you?

I smiled hearing ummi say that. "Yes ummi. I am a widow. I also need money to support them! But can a widow not give alms and help each other?"

Ummi laughed at what I said. He didn't think I was saying that!

"Yes, of course you can! There is no prohibition. Where do you know Bimo?"

"I know Mas Bimo at my mom's house. Mas Bimo's friend teaches Arif! Arif my sister, ummi!"

Hearing Bimo's words, I wondered why ummi knew Bimo! But I refuse to ask directly!

"Sorry ummi, if there's nothing else to do I'm sorry!"

"Well, you be careful!" Ummi said by putting the envelope back in his bag.

"Assynnya!"

"Glamma!"

Before going out, I also say goodbye to Bu Laras and the others!

****

At home....

18.35 WIB hours

I just finished praying magrib with the kids.

Then the kids get ready to go to school.

"You don't joke around, do you?"

"Silver, no, bun. Bun please test adek dong. There's a short letter!"

"Let's try Al-Ikhlas' letter!"

I started testing Aisyah's memorization. It starts with the letter of Al-Ikhlas.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's...

qul huwallahu a

allahuis-namad

lam yalid wa lam

wa lam yakul lahikan kufuwan

"Smart, adek. Mother of thumbs up!"

Hehe..

Asiyah smiled because I praised her. The more days my two children are, the more progress there will be in any respect.

The prayers are never missed, the lessons always they can follow.

The day by day progress I have never passed through in the slightest. Because that time will never come back.

No matter how busy I am, I always take the time to invite them to play and learn.

Dear ... The affection of a father they never get again. May the door of his father's heart be open and make the children happy.

Even if Abim and I separated, at least they would still get the same affection from their father and mother.

...Happy Reading's...