Arumi Sekar

special lady

we only talked for a while, because I asked to go to the bath first, I also chased the time so as not to miss the time to pray magrib, even though we were poor and my mother had little knowledge, but my mother always taught her children to pray on time, "in this world, we have no one to rely on and have the safest place to rest on any shortcomings, except only in the power, only HE is the most appropriate place for us to take refuge, ask for and complain, put HIM first in life and purpose, all difficulties will always find their ease and path according to HIS will, nothing is impossible for Allah, remember it is always a child".

it was a piece of advice that always imprinted in the depths of my heart from my mother, though circumstances forced her to continue to lash out with anguish and misery, but her heart still extended to adore the creator, amazingly, that's my admiration for the beautiful figure of my mother.

after performing the magrib prayer, I used to continue reading the Quran until the Adhan isya arrived, and after that fulfilled the obligation of four rakaats, until I knew how many times I had cursed the Qur'an, he said, there is a sense of peace and comfort when the soul unites and praises ITS majesty.

after completing my four-bed obligation, I just came out of the room, and it looked like Irma was watching the middle room, even with my sister Rinni, who, in fact, was watching Tivi, she didn't even recognize I was her brother, as they were more precisely om huda, asking us all to keep Rini's true identity a secret, instead, let it be later after Rini's new adult will be revealed who he really is, for now, he quite know om huda and mbk Irma his parents.

even so, there is a pain that could tear this heart, but I try to keep trying strong, maybe this is the best for the future.

I continued walking towards the kitchen, intent on wanting to fill the stomach that was already very hungry, but because of being reluctant, no one had offered me to just shut up and hold back, knowing that I shouldn't behave as I please, however, this isn't my home, I strolled down and stared at the pile of dirty dishes scattered about, the glass of used drinking glasses, and the various medicines still scattered about, he said, I could only shake my head and start cleaning everything with the stomach that kept thrashing the contents, drinking water, yes, that's all I could do, to block this hunger.

after everything was clean, I also began mopping the kitchen floor, until the clock had shown nine nights, and already this late, no one offered or just asked, I had eaten or not, "my God, is this the premonition that yesterday kept shadowing my heart?".

after everything looks clean, I drink water again two large glasses, to prop up a hungry stomach, and if you want to eat, at the dinner table, there is also no leftover cooking, too, with a sore heart and stomach, I stepped back into the room, trying to close my eyes, to fall asleep and wake up early tomorrow to help in the kitchen.

time went on, at two o'clock in the morning, but the eyes still reluctantly closed, decided to go out of the room to take ablution, perhaps by chatting with HIM in my third night, this heart and restlessness will dissipate and change with greater force.

when I wanted to open the kitchen door, I heard the voice of a chatter, and it turned out to be Irma, she was sitting on a wooden chair in the kitchen, knowing my arrival, mbak Irma immediately turned off her phone, she seemed to feel very awkward and nervous, when our eyes clashed with each other, and I knew the meaning of her attitude.

that's how if someone wants ulcers, yes, although not much heard, but I really understand the direction and how to talk to someone who is on the phone, it's easy to guess, it's easy to guess, if Irma's cheating on you with another guy, horrible and disgusting, but I don't know, I don't want to care too much about that.

when I finished abudhu, it turns out that Irma, still waiting for me, even he asked me to follow him upstairs to talk, I also complied and did not want to ask much.

once on the top floor, we entered the room that was special to be provided as a prayer room, I asked permission to pray first, but mbak Irma only asked for a moment to talk, but only a moment to talk, and I also agree.

"what you saw and heard just now, please just assume you don't know what, and I'll give you an allowance of three hundred thousand every month, as long as you're here, let's just say, thank you for not saying anything about what you know today"

I smile and am very sad indeed, a man who is married but loves another man, and even without sin asks and pays others to cover his sin, from here, I can already judge, he said, how the original character mbak irma, behind the gentle attitude, and calm face, turns out to store something that is very unexpected by anyone, that is human, not enough, we judge someone just by looking, we see, just the outer face.