Dream Jumirah

Chapters 74. Reunite.

In the journey of life, maybe the path we go through is not always smooth, there is a time when we have to be faced with problems. Happiness and sadness will come and go. Life is like a spinning wheel, sometimes down, sometimes up. So when we are above do not be arrogant and forget yourself, because we may turn at the bottom. The child, the position, and the rank and the property we have is a deposit, when the real owner asks for it back, then we can do nothing, we can only resign and be sincere.

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Tonight in the city of Jakarta is so cold as usual, the rain from the afternoon continues to flutter the city of Jakarta until midnight. When everyone was sleeping under his warm blanket, but unlike this beautiful woman, a beautiful woman woke up from her sleep, berahan he got off the bed and walked to the bathroom in the room, the woman was Jumirah. There was a sound of water rustling from the bathroom, after a few minutes, Jumirah came out with clothes that were not like the one he had been wearing while sleeping, in the bathroom he changed clothes. His face, feet and hands looked wet. He took the prayer mat and the face on the chair, stretched the long prayer mat on the floor, and carefully put on the face.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."His words after the mucus he was wearing had perfectly sealed his aura. He stood on the long prayer mat facing the Qibla. Silent, heard a soft whisper from the mouth of Jumirah who was reciting a prayer, Jumirah solemnly performed the tahajud prayer. After he finished performing the tahajud prayer, he took the holy book of the Qur'an which he placed on his dressing table. Then he read the holy verses of the Qur'an in a soft voice because it was still late at night afraid to disturb those who were sleeping soundly. Jumirah closes the holy book of the Qur'an after it is finished saying. "Shodaqallahul adzim."

"O Allah, forgive the sins of the servant and the parents of the servant, grant us all health, O Allah. Amen!" Do'a Jumirah after reading the Holy Quran. Jumirah kissed the holy book of the Qur'an in his hand and then he put the holy book of the Qur'an back on his dressing table again. He again sat on the prayer mat, Jumirah's hands were raised parallel to both shoulders, and his palms were faced with faces, Jumirah raised his face up looking at the ceiling of the room, he returned to pray, Jumirah said, there was clear liquid coming out of both eyes, no matter what he asked the creator, only he himself knew. At the look of the clock attached to the wall of his room, it turned out to have shown at 02.30 WIB.

"Thank God, thank God." He continued, after that he rubbed his face with both palms. Jumirah remove the mucus and tidy it up, then put it back in its original place.

After performing the tahajud prayer, reading the holy book of the Qur'an and praying, Jumirah rushed out of the room to make food for the children.

"Lho.. there is already Mbak Murni and Mba Shella anyway!" Jumirah said, it turns out that in the kitchen there is already one girl and one girl who is only 7 years old but looks mature, looking mature, perhaps because he was used to living independently while living on the streets together with the other street children, the two of them were preparing ingredients to make food. They are also the ones who always help Jumirah cook to prepare food for sahur.

"Hello Jumi's sister." The two of them turned towards Jumirah who was walking. Deftly the two girls helped Jumirah prepare all the ingredients and seasonings to make food. For both of them such a job was very easy because they used to do it while they were still living on the streets, they prepared everything themselves because they had no parents.

"Alhamdulillah, now only wake up the children." Say Jumirah when the rice, side dishes and vegetables are cooked and neatly lined up on the dining table." Ma'am, please wake up your sisters with Brother Farel yes!"Jumirah's orders to the two girls.

"OKo brother!" They answered together and hurried away to wake the other children and Farel to eat sahur together.

Elsewhere, a young man was riding his motorcycle alone. The young man stopped his motorbike when he saw a woman being bullied by several young men across the street. He turned his motor to help the woman.

"Ekhem..., handsome brothers, again at what are you guys? Can I join you!" Said the young man calmly approaching the three youths who seemed like they were the usual market thugs.

"Heh..., who are you, dare to interfere with our pleasure!" Answer one of the young men.

"Awas out of the way, duadag...." The teenage girl pushed the bodies of the young men standing in front of her and kicked one of them.

"Breng**you!" Excited one of those market thugs. When it was about to chase the girl suddenly there were some adult men, and the young villagers passing by made the three thugs immediately run away.

"What's wrong?" Ask one of the men who was about thirty years old when he was beside the two young men.

"There's nothing, sir, they were about to be impudent with this madam. But he ran away!" Obviously the young man.

"Oh..., where are you going? This clock is still on the road." Asked the man turned to look at the teenage girl who was currently hiding behind the young man who helped her earlier.

"Udah let's just get out of here." The whisper of the teenage girl was soft on the ear of the young man did not answer the question from the security guard.

"Yes sir, I'd like to take you first sir, excuse me!" Pamit the handsome young man friendly while bowing his body salutes the fathers and young men who are traveling to patrol and also wake the people of sahur.

"Well, be careful, a sneak peek at home, the danger of a girl this hour alone on the road!" The order of the father, they went to continue their duties patrol around the village and wake up the residents who want to fast to immediately sahur before entering dawn.

"You're the Goddess, right? Didn't think we could meet again, why are you here alone?" Asked the young man after the group of villagers who were patrolling away.

"Mas who then helped me, huh? Em..., what's the name masse I forgot." Said the teenage girl who turned out to be a Goddess.

"Choirul, my name is Choirul." The handsome young man replied, It turns out that he is Choirul.

"Where's your motor?" Ish...., you've been drinking, haven't you? Your mouth smells of alcohol."