A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

THE BEGINNING OF A NEW YEAR.

Happy New Year 2022!!!

Ichi smiled looking at his face reflected in the mirror. Years have changed so all things not worth it should have been replaced.

"I hope that in this new year, luck will always be with me." he murmured while looking in the mirror. "O Allah, as You beautify me, I hope You will also beautify my heart."

"Why do you look so in front of the mirror?" a new Azizah's reprimand emerged from the kitchen. His daily life is like that. Routines that never change.

"Ih, Umi just kagetin me." scolding Ichi for a moment and then back pecking himself in the mirror.

"Ih, narcissistic this time the child." said Azizah who sat on the sofa while observing the behavior of her daughter. "It's been crazy for a long time."

"Isyyy.. kok Umi even talk that no really?" namel Ichi again while facing her mother and stomping her feet.

"So, your song is exactly a worried model can not join the show on the catwalk." commented Azizah cuefully while staring back at the television screen.

Since then, the electronic tube called television has been circulating itself airing show after show such as merchants promoting their merchandise. But now, only people who do not have access to the Internet are forced to let themselves enjoy the impressions that are increasingly not quality.

Now is a virtual era, everything is focused on the sophistication of devices that always compete without time. Companies engaged in the field of information technology compete with each other to seize the market and consumers for an artificial commumustive item called a smartphone.

That device, whether it is a mobile phone, tablet or watch connected to the Internet relying on operational system software, has succeeded in shifting some things that are privacy to public.

Azizah watched Indian films, now booming in Indonesia, shifting the position of Korean dramas that took the initiative to touch the hearts of their fans through virtual applications.

As a millennial young generation, Ichi did not escape from the current era that increasingly drowned it. Many times Azizah reminded her daughter not to be too deifying technological development because it will become taqlid and consider technology capable of fulfilling all human desires.

"Ichi...so women don't get too menor." Azizah said again. "You're a little girl."

Ichi furrowed his brows for a moment then laughed. "Umi how the hell. I'm a big man, still small." he argued. "Try Umi to stand with me. I know that I'm a little more than two inches in length than Umi's own body." she said.

"Okey, Umi admitted that the development of your body is fast." said Azizah asserted her son's opinion, "Even Umi did not hesitate if the length of your body in the future will be able to reach the ceiling of this house. But the development of your soul has not yet fully adapted to the development of your own body."

"Try Umi mention anything from me that is not in accordance with the development of my body." said Ichi challenging while spotting the waist.

Azizah grunting. "Oh, so it's been feeling so big that it dares to nag me?" the woman then stood up. "You want to know where your childish nature lies?"

"Yes. I want to know." reply Ichi no less challenging.

Azizah smiled cynically. "Often perform your prayers?"

"Lho's? Performing prayers does not count maturity." refute Ichi berkilah.

"Chi! Praying is one form of life maturity. Prayer is our duty and duty. Inevitably, like it not like you have to do it. Remember, Ichi." Azizah pointed her fingers at her daughter's chin.

"You were born into the world, because you have made a contract with God, a statement and a confession about Him" Azizah said. "And upon arrival here, you suddenly quip that it's not an obligation?"

Ichi was speechless and could only snort while folding both of his hands in the chest while glaring. Azizah doesn't care. He kept pushing his daughter.

"Lho's? How come?" ichi protests.

"Chi!" his mother said, "Don't because in your life there's a Koran reading app, and you underestimate it. Now, can you read smoothly according to the laws of his reading?"

Ichi once again fell silent. As usual, Azizah did not give her daughter a chance to defend herself.

"Have you carried out your other duties?" todong the mother.

"Which other obligation is it, Umi?" ask Ichi with a paste.

"Wake up every morning blind, pray the Fajr prayer and then sweep the yard. In the afternoon, Ashar prayer then helps in the kitchen cooking rice and lastly after the Maghrib prayer, reciting the Qur'an and memorizing it." said Azizah. "Have you done all that? No, right?!"

"Umi..." Ichi started protesting again.

"That's.... Umi gave you various tasks not only to make you become like a slave. But that is the truth! Without giving assignments, you will grow into consumptive children who only want to taste good without trying." said Azizah.

Azizah then connected again. "You must not go with your uncles" Azizah said again. "They failed. I don't want you to be like them!"

Ichi stepped up and sat down beside his mother. Azizah just keep nyerocos.

"You know and see how they behave, right?" uhar Azizah to Ichi then stared at the television screen. "If you have a lot of money, none of the family members are given. They prefer to spend their money with friends, making fun of it at will. Once the turn does not have money, the work continues to burden the grandmother by asking a lot of this and that. You want to be like them, huh?!" sergeant Azizah was fierce.

The two remained silent for a long time. Azizah tried to calm the already turbulent and bubbling heart. His breathing was set one by one and closed his eyes.

"Astagfirullah al-adhiimmm." muttered Azizah several times.

Ichi finally stuck around and toyed with the tip of his shirt. Azizah opened her eyes and looked at her beloved daughter.

"Umi may be wrong, just give birth to you alone." said Azizah in the end, "So you feel you are the only one... Who knows his destiny?" azizah said with a hoarse voice. "And maybe Abi never had any intention of physically hurting you, because you're the only daughter he loves. But what I'll do to make you change better, Umi doesn't hesitate to go the most extreme way."

Ichi took a deep breath. The mother again eased the turmoil in her burning heart.

"Umi can no longer tolerate all your attitudes" Azizah said again. "Umi has also consulted Abi, and she agrees. There's no reason for Umi to keep you."

"What the hell was Umi thinking?" tukas Ichi with annoyance. "It should be every single thing related to me, you two should discuss it. You should see how I feel." she protested.

"You have no right to protest, Ichi.." Azizah said, adding, "From next week, you'll be boarding."

"What?" ichi protests.

"Yes! You're going to go to the boarding school for an indefinite period of time!" azizah immediately got up.

"Enjoy! Wait!" yelling Ichi calling.

But the mother did not answer anything but continued to step away from Ichi in the great eternal throughout her life. []