Between Me and My Husband

Solutions

After the dzuhur prayer, I was greeted by a long chair located in the hallway of the hospital. Confused how to earn so much money in such a short time. Selling home? That's his one2 treasure that we have. And again I don't want to sell the house below the market price, that's what might make the house will not be sold soon.

Looking loans? Will there be people or agencies providing loans without collateral. While the home certificate is still in the bank as collateral for the mother's business loan at that time.

In the midst of my retreat, I felt a gentle rubbing on my back. I saw my aunt rubbing it with a smile.

"have you eaten Nia?" Ask while sitting next to me.

"later bi, not yet laper" I replied.

"when was the last time you ate? Last night, afternoon or afternoon? Don't be sick, Nia. You have to be strong, there is your mother and sister who now rely on you" said the aunt who returned to make my eyes teary.

"i wish I could count on bi.even I myself am confused as to how" said I close my face with both hands. I wish I hadn't broken my tears.

"istighfar Nia.Munajat to Gusti Allah to be helped. We must not give up as long as the breath is still blowing" said the aunt in a trembling voice, indicating she was holding back a cry.

"auntie..do you know anyone who can put money on unsecured? I will definitely pay him back, even if my whole life is just working to pay it off" I said amidst a rush of tears.

"patient Nia, keep praying. Because God's help came in unexpected directions" aunt kept comforting me with soft words and penetrated into the heart. God, maybe this is a rebuke from you. All this time I was negligent, busy pursuing the world and often forgot my duty as your servant. Forgive me, God. My screams in my heart.

"already, now you just eat first. There is energy to think clearly. This is auntie bringing chicken opor" aunty thrusting a supply box into my lap. I immediately held it so as not to fall to the floor.

"now aunt comes home first, Maghrib will be here again with Tiara" said the aunt standing up. Tiara is my sister.

"thank you bi.gimana would be if there was no aunt. I don't know how we bales to auntie" I said before the aunt stepped in to leave.

"what are you, Nia? Yes, this is called the Nia family." replied the aunt as she passed from before me. Aunty is the sister of my mother, she is our sister who is still one city with us.

Her aunt's night is actually back with Tiara by being escorted by her uncle, aunt's husband. After asking each other about the news and condition of mother, aunt dragged my hand out of the room and sat on the garden chair that I was sitting with Tiara this morning.

"what's the bi?" I was curious because there must be something serious that my aunt would tell me.

"Nia, do you have a solution to your mother's medical expenses?" Auntie asked, I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"i exist, would you like to try?" Cut my aunt again after seeing my desperate face.

Suddenly my heart was pumping fast, and my hands were cold.

"seriously bi? Of course I'll try it, what's bi?" My answer is getting impatient.

"aunt Ratna? I have heard his name called people several times. Why is he bi? She wants to minjemin' money for Nia?" I don't know which one is Aunt Ratna, because my brain is no longer strong to think about remembering people who may have left home a long time ago and never returned.

"don't know if he wants a minjemin or not. But he's the most successful man in the village. You know the magnificent mosque near the sub-district, he who woke up you know Nia. And the SD renovation where your SD used to be, he also renovated, now look at your school, must be pangling you. Building a bridge that connects 2 villages, he is also Nia. The cost is all on his part. Residents stay enjoy without spending a penny" explained aunt at length.

"yes, maybe he's really rich. But he's gonna want to minjemin' money not to Nia?" I began to doubt the solution that aunt gave me. Because there are many generous people who fall here, build the facilities of this village and that but if asked for help lending money they just do not want.

"it's not sure yet either." replied the aunt added to the level of doubt I was getting bigger.

"later tonight, let me call him through your uncle. Hopefully he will ..though still a relative but we are rarely in touch" aunt's remarks just now make me more pessimistic. Let alone a close distant relative if communication is rare and suddenly the phone asks to borrow money for sure the answer can be ascertained. NO!

That night my sister and I took turns to look after my mother. After the doctor finished checking the mother's condition, I asked my sister to sleep by rolling out a carpet next to the mother's cage. While I went out to the mushola, performing the prayer isya' and continued by offering do'a long time to the creator to be given ease.

Without feeling I was asleep and dreaming. In my dream, I was back as a kid in the park and was on a swing. I don't know why at that time the park that usually rame suddenly became quiet, I began to worry and a little afraid. But suddenly there was a young man who came to the park, he gave me a glimpse but then he sat down on a bench and started to get busy with his pencil and drawing book. I don't know what he drew, but with him my feelings of worry and fear began to disappear.

I woke up to the sound of coughing from the fathers who might have finished praying at night, because after I saw the clock attached to the wall of the mosque at half-time at 3am. I opened the mukena I was still wearing, took ablution and performed evening prayers.

In the morning, the aunt returned with food, fruit and some snacks. Though the snacks he brought last night there are still many just a few that we have eaten. Frankly, the aura and air of the hospital make us who are not sick become no appetite and so feel pain.

After a while we had a short chat, my aunt took me out again. There is something to say he said. We chose a long chair near the deserted mosque at this time, because the park is now hot with the sun.

"Ratna wants to see you, Nia." Said the aunt with a fluffy smile on her lips.

"really bi? That means he's gonna lend me money, right?" I asked for hope and there was a glimmer of light in my overcast heart.

"that doesn't know yet.he wants to see you first" replied the aunt who made a smile on my lips again disappeared.

"tante Ratna want to see me where's bi?" I started off in pessimistic mode.

"yes at her house she is Nia.you go back to the capital and go to her house" replied the aunt, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"if you meet, aunt Ratna does not want to minjemin money how bi?"

"optimistic Nia, we've been trying. God sees our efforts, who knows this is the answer of all do'a. Go there immediately. Ratna's been wondering a lot about you, even as if I can't wait to see you. This morning she called me again asking when you were going to see her." Clearly aunt and back nurture hope in my heart.

"well bi, I'll see him. Titip's mom and Tiara's gonna be here for a second. May when I come back here I bring good news" break me up with thousands of do'a in my heart.

"Aamiin.." Aunty guaranteed me what I said.