A Hijab for Me

Eps.2 I want to go back

I was very surprised, he came up to me, and said

"did you bring this picture yesterday?",

I was a bit afraid that he would misunderstand and get angry because his tone seemed so cold, I then I answered him, so I answered him,

"I'm sorry, yes yesterday to me, because I saw the photo fall in front of me, I saw the photo, and hurried home and the photo laughed."

I said that sentence quickly and loudly so that he did not misunderstand.

After a few seconds I spoke, and he answered.

" Thank you" while smiling at the photo.

I was confused and asked,

"What kind of photo?"

He just smiled at me, though,

But for some reason arrived he looked at me strangely again and hurriedly lowered his gaze,

I could only scratch my head behind me and ask

"Why was your gaze so strange yesterday?"

He just looked down and barkata

" Do you always cycle through here?"

I was a little surprised, and answered

"kalo iyyy..a why?", I could only see him from the side because he was always bowing his face.

he smiled a little then he just coughed.

Adhan dzuhurpun reverberated and the man stood up. he walked towards the mosque and I remembered

"Heeyyy sir photo!!! What's your name...???"

He turned around and replied "my name is Ahmad"

I went home and lay down looking at the roof. "he seems like a good man, if the world were filled with such a man" in my mind.

Hours I think, it doesn't feel like it's afternoon, then I get out of my bed and look at the big mirror in front of me

"Whether I deserve a man like that, my nature, my personality, my life, I don't think anyone deserves it.

" I am a woman filled with sin

I realize I've been guilty of my life all this time, I want to fix my life, but somehow I haven't found my way.I even doubt if my sin can be forgiven" .

The sentence was always ringing in my head, just like an endless cassette tape stopped playing.

"I want to go back"

Then the next day, I pretended to go through the front of the mosque, I stopped there while pretending my bike chain was off,,,,, I,,,

Yep... I seemed to have gone crazy, I took off my bike chain when I didn't know if he was coming, but it seemed like my luck was good today.

Shortly after that he came out of the mosque and saw me.

He came up to me, and I greeted him.

" ohh haii.." and he returned my greeting with just a question.

"want me to help?"

I immediately replied

"yes" without shame.

As he fixed my bike, I asked him

"did you live in a neighborhood of believers from childhood?"

He replied "why are you asking like that?"

Then unconsciously I told him about my anxiety all along.he listened to my story while fixing the bike, until I asked him

"Can you change my life"

We were silent for a moment while looking at each other, but not so long after she smiled at me, and she said

"Your bike is done, and about your question my answer is no"

Then I slightly raised my tone

"I'm sorry I told you, I didn't get anything when I asked you"

The man stood up while saying

" i can't change your life, you can change your life, but if your words are serious it seems I can help you. tomorrow I'll wait for you here and come with me, don't you mind?"

"Where?" I said confusedly

"It's up to you that you agree not to" said the man.

Then I nodded slightly, and it made her smile.

"Oh, next time, dress more modestly!" said the man while walking.

(For the gk know.. danggung is a kind of seat of cement in my area,).

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