A Sheet of Niqab For Inayah
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Time passed, but Inayah never found a way out to where he had to go, the passengers one by one had started to leave the terminal, the terminal, only thisayah left and some local employees who are working to carry out their respective duties.
Long thought, finally Inayah decided to walk. Silence will not produce any results. For him, there was no help for people who did not want to move.
Inayah began to pull her belongings back out of the terminal, slowly stepping towards the direction of finding a way. The day is getting day, the sun is like radiating on top of the crown, very hot! Sometimes Inayah whining the heat, he put a sheet of jacket so that the heat of the sun does not get too deep into his head.
Under the scorching sunlight, Inayah limped along a passageway that was almost all sides filled with puddles, the broken path had to make Inayah tiptoe to tread it, suitcases and clothes worn by Inayah also look shabby due to exposure to splashes. Feeling exhausted, Inayah decided to stop for a moment, put the suitcase and leaned her body against the high wall on the edge of the hallway. Inayah closed her eyes once in a while, trying to breathe fresh air under the hot sky.
"Where should I go, I don't even know anyone here. What decision did I make wrong? Or is this the end of my real life journey? Help me!!! Whoever's helping me, I don't have to start by myself." Inner Inayah with a puzzle that continues to churn in her mind.
In a daydream that kept sailing, suddenly Inayah's little bag was snatched away by a dashing man in a black costume as well as a mask that covered her face, after getting the item she wanted, the thug ran so fast that it came out of the hallway. Inayah who realized also could not do anything, chasing the copet would not be able to do, he was only able to scream for help to be able to get back his bag. But what power, who would be around such a narrow passageway? There is only him and the wind that continues to pass.
Inayah fell silent again, lamenting an event that continued to occur in her life. Not yet able to he tear his grief after the departure of Dion, the snare of suffering even slowly began to approach him one by one. All his hopes were like dying that day, his thoughts seemed to float up the copet earlier. I don't know, Inayah's life seems to have no way to pursue the happiness he seeks.
"Mr?! Whoko?" Suddenly someone patted the shoulder of Inayah, a middle-aged woman who was carrying various vegetables in her basket, apparently she had just returned from the shopping center.
Inayah looked at the woman with sparkling eyes, unable to speak, Inayah sat up dumbstruck while continuing to look at her.
"I don't know what is going on in my life. It seems like the universe is not on my side in life.
"Life isn't just about them, there are a lot of good people you'll meet out there. Do not make them a benchmark for your happiness, because forever you will not be happy. Walk and process by yourself, God will give you, always!"
As understood by the situation that Inayah felt, words of advice continued to be spoken from the two lips of the middle-aged woman.
"Tell me what is your current distress, a little mother will help as much as possible" he concluded again.
"I don't know where to go, I'm too far from Jakarta to get here. My money and all my precious assets were taken away a few minutes ago, to go back home I had nothing. Just to call my family I can't." With Inayah's plan to explain everything that happened that day, the middle-aged woman continued to listen with a gaze that continued to look at the poor girl beside her, Inayah.
"At least ibuk Rema. Now you're coming with me, ayokkk?" Ms. Rema swiftly helped Inayah to get up from her seat, she took Inayah's tiny hand to start the journey together she was about to show.
Ms. Rema just threw a smile at the beautiful girl, while continuing their journey.
***
"Not too big, but maybe enough for you to stay here. The houses here are indeed prepared for the people in need in this village." Obviously, Ms. Rema when after they arrived in front of the hut that already looked shabby and dirty.
Inayah looked around, seeing it so messy full of stuff scattered about. Very far compared to his home in Jakarta, in terms of size to appearance is very different. Obviously, the hut was arguably only as wide as the bathroom located inside his luxury home in Jakarta. The house was filled only with garbage objects that roamed, dry leaves filled the entire front yard.
Inayah smiled faintly, staring back at the middle-aged woman who was nearby.
"Nothing buk, this alone is enough. Thanks again, I'll try to clean it myself."
Little lie. Inayah's little heart didn't seem to speak like that, it was just a mouth review that just passed by. In fact, Inayah was already disgusted when she saw the appearance of the house in front of her. Not condescending, but very difficult for him to start adapting to a new environment that is very much different. From the outward appearance alone it is so, how will he have to enter and stay forever in the house?
"This is the key to his house. I can only take you to the front, if you need help don't hesitate to ask for help, mother's house is not far from here."
Bu Rema thrust a piece of the key to Inayah. On the contrary, Inayah received it with pleasure and took it slowly. A sweet smile continued to shine on Inayah's lips, until until the shadow of Bu Rema had disappeared from his view, the smile was still beautifully created.
"The only road I have, now. As much as possible I should be able to survive here, even as soon as possible I have to immediately find income to connect life," Inner Inayah in heart.
"I remember .... When I was leaving yesterday, Dad slipped a pile of money in my jacket pocket. Maybe enough to accommodate my needs for a while," he murmured again.
Inayah reached into the thing on her jacket. Right, a stack of money still neatly arranged inside a brown envelope with colorful lines on the edges. Without a second thought, Inayah immediately put it into the bag and rushed into the house.
