But not Me

Again and again

4 Years passed I live in the country people there I live a kara, kara,

aah remember the first time I arrived there the sight of strangers I was confused honestly very confused where to go and what to do, what to do,

but fortunately before actually going there I was looking for information on students who live and kulia there

I was sitting in front of the airport waiting for someone to pick me up, I made an appointment with him to call his name ratih he's a student in this city and I met him on one of the social media because he often posted his photos, he said, we exchanged numbers wa he had promised that would pick me up according to my flight hours, I had given him money for the fare he said the distance of his house with the airport a little far and needed a fee for the airport, even Ongkos suda a little more for a little tips

tp turned out to be like I had cheated, I wanted to call her tp not yet change tlpn number, I think after she met me I want to ask for please buy a phone number, please buy a phone number, but I'm really stupid, I'm really stupid,

I slept in the waiting room the next morning and decided to travel alone

not knowing where to go I just walk following the instincts of the viewer pretty fresh air pretty-beautiful flowers enough to make me a little relieve my disappointment

until you reach the foot in front of a mosque

long time ago I did not go to the mosque just to pray Lebaran, yes I was really embarrassed

I assure you that the intention to ask for help from the hilar may be that I am lost like this too because I often forget that my god is everything

I pray Dhuha because I lyricize the morning hours

after praying I sat pensively in the courtyard of the mosque, I had not eaten and was very hungry, I was afraid to eat in the airport afraid that the food was not halal so I only consumed water, stupidly, why not ask anyway, I can also speak a little ingris

pray I can only groan in my self-pitying heart,

I didn't feel like I was asleep there I woke up because there was a man whose face was like an Asian building me up he just cleared a little bit hard I woke up and pointed towards the clock of the wall I know his intention is that soon will pray dzuhur

I choose to get ready for prayer

as you think here, there are more men

I'm the only woman who's been his congregation

"what do you from"

I can't believe the people around me are just breathing out and answering,

" depok" with cuekny

he simply replied with

" hmmm" and no longer answered

at the wrong time my stomach worm rang asking for a bit hard contents I just held my stomach and looked down really embarrassed

the man left me, I came back with the bag and pulled the cover you don't know where I want to find the nearest supermarket to fill my stomach that was out of control

after walking a few meters I finally found what I was looking for, fortunately I was exchanging my money with the currency of this country dibank before leaving here so that it makes it easier for me to shop

I went in and chose some bread and snacks while being cool to choose suddenly from the back of me there who invited me to talk using b.indonesia

"you're hungry eating it won't be full, come with me to the halal place to eat"

I turned around and found the person with a surprised look

hi readers sorry yes yesterday I hiatus because there is a little problem and make the mood for writing again but finally I sentin again for writing but maybe a little bit of honest drinking I also nget passing mobile phone because the laptop is broken and a little difficult to edit it

sorry for loyal readers

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