Game Over (Former Husband)
Meli Gibahin
The faint sound of alarms pulled me from dreamland. Although lazy, still sleepy as well, but I still force myself to wake up. In the third tonight is the best time for me to pray. I don't want to waste this precious time. At three in the morning, when some people are still lulled in the dreamland. I also woke up, I put aside my laziness and sleepiness. I started to cleanse the body and then wash. I spread the prayer rug and practiced its circumcision. As a heaven hunter I want God to take part in my problems. I want God to help me with every problem that comes into my life.
Prayer strands flowed from my heart through my faint lips. Outside the dark still stroked, quiet beards. I picked up a handful of meanings from the events I've been through lately. Kuraup a basket of hope from the prayer I repeated.
Proclaimed in prostration, pitting me against You, You are the Lord of Nature. Despite the pain, and steepness of this life path. I will stand and walk with the hope that I have set on You. Although this way of life is often painful and hard-fought, it hurts every step of my journey. I take the meaning of every trial you give, I taste the water of life that is not always sweet. All I do as my love for You. I ask You for Your Ridho, Lord, always lead me in the way of Your goodness.
I wiped these tears. It feels peaceful every time I complain to Him. While waiting for the Fajr Prayer service I listened to the study with lips continue to say praise for Him. I want with this test to get closer to my Lord. I neither curse Him nor blame His destiny. I tried to open this heart with a chest. Every servant will pass his test. Maybe he's testing me for wanting to raise my grades. Positive thinking is actually much healthier for me mentally.
I saw so many that fared far worse than my life. I can still be grateful, because with this exam, I know better which one is really my friend and care about me or vice versa. Grateful, I can still stand with a heart that remains fine. So that I can still think logically and of course still sane.
Five o'clock after I have carried out my duties, as a mother who usually wakes up early to prepare breakfast I don't feel at home if I have to wait for dawn to say hello by sitting on the bed.
Well, if usually after performing the obligatory prayer I will be busy preparing breakfast for his father Gio, this time I will prepare breakfast for Gio, myself and my best friend. Yes, maybe with cooking, I can express my gratitude to Meli and Janah who have always been there in my time of need, and in my time of need of support from them. I knew without their support I might still be the fool that the two people were fighting.
"Oh, Madam Tazi, don't go to the kitchen so Auntie's alone, it'll get dirty." A housekeeper at Meli's house immediately forbade me to go to the kitchen for dirty and cape reasons.
I'm reviewing the smile. "It's okay Bi, I'm used to cooking ko, let Tazi cook well, than in the room continue to get bored," I asked again. Although I have explained that I like to cook, but the assistant at Meli's house still does not allow for fear of being scolded by Meli. Well, understandably Meli rather fierce.
"Yes, Ma'am, but if Non Meli is angry, Bibi does not interfere." Finally I was allowed to cook also after seducing using a Tazi-style carving style.
"Ready Bi, if Meli gets angry with Auntie, just tell her let Tazi get mad back." Well, understandably among them you could say I'm the most ferocious and jutek. Understand girls if they are mothers are synonymous with fierce. Yes rich I am, Meli and Janah if I have repet then they will be silent because they say I am like a mother-mom. Well, it is not rich anymore, but it has become a mother.
This morning I also cooked with simple cooking, capcay with omelet ala padang restaurant. Not connecting anyway well, but it's okay, the important thing, fiber, and protein is fulfilled.
"When the hell is a Tazi joking," I replied without looking at Janah. I'm still focused on composing my cooking, whose scent teases the worms in my stomach.
"Yes, your sleep is constantly changing. By the way are you cooking?" asked Janah, with a nyomot hand one piece othor-rich plump ophthalmic egg.
"Yes there is another friend of yours who is diligent rich Tazi. Then if I say this is the result of Meli cuisine also you will not believe it," I reply with half a joke, and indeed yes. Meli let alone to cook the rich that is on the table today, cook water only can not taste.
"The base continues. Uh but Meli's changed a lot loe. She cooked the rice forgot on the cook button. As a result, we've been together." Well, the Janah in the morning has taken a gibah.
"Loe said Meli, later if it sounds like she can lash out and you're kicked out of her house."
"Let's go. I've also been bosen with him, the same plus-exchange that is not senile there is not." Janah is nantangin.
I also chuckled at my friend's behavior. Well, it's not weird. We often take gini gibahin alternately. Later if Janah there is nothing we replace Kok Meli and I gibahin Janah. Likewise, if replace me who did not gather with them, hot ears are stirred the same as these two people.
#Hayo who's rich Tazi and his friends hanker at each other...
Seriate....
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