Gharib Love

Night Martyrdom

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"Am I a fucking carrier? Feelings every day are always thrown complaints because of money."

Aini's heart murmured with thoughts.

"Say parents will not talk about their complaints in front of the children, but I am treated every day to complain. Although the other brothers don't necessarily know."

"Oh my God, I want to be a person with a lot of money! My ears are hot always hearing the words money, money, and money."

Aini feels that money has become a brain poison to her house residents.

"Yes, you seem to wake up happy" Salmah added.

"Parents struggle to pray and effort; their children even feel good to sleep. When will that prayer come?" Ari continued his words.

Aini was still silent and pondering.

"I wake up in the morning, just in my room." Aini gives clarity.

However, the parents will not assume Aini woke up if not out of the room.

Aini still felt that she was a burden in the family, the intention of the heart ever wanted to go; but she never knew the direction to explore. So that he can only resign and stay in the shade of the uncomfortable zone.

It is true; Aini rarely bowed down before God, she also knew and was well aware of it. Not unwilling to prostrate, but a sense of laziness has undo his sincere intentions.

Despite this, Aini does not like to pray as fast as lightning. He actually wanted to; but verbal was unable to be moved so quickly. Sometimes Aini also wonder why other people can pray so fast huh? how to read the prayer reading?

An Aini when asked not even spirit, but even more lazy again. Especially when the heart has an intention to do something A, and others tell the same thing. Inside the heart must be noisy expressing dislike.

After the conversation with Salmah and Ari, Aini went to the room to rest her body.

…

Mentari has not said hello, but this time Aini first greeted the world without having anyone wake up.

"Yes, what aaa,"

Aini's hand held her mouth so that the air was not polluted by the smell of her mouth. Oh no! Indeed in religion is recommended like that huh!

Aini went to the bathroom as usual; through Salmah who was busy interacting with the spices as well as other basic needs.

Salmah could only be stunned to see Aini who was waking up in the morning without having to have a manual alarm sound.

Aini only briefly looked into Salmah's eyes with a slight look, finally her back was no longer visible to Salmah. A sign Aini's body has fully entered the bathroom.

When the hand has reached the dipper to wet the hand with water.

"Wow, it's so cold!"

"Yes, what aaa,"

Aini trimmed a transparent voly ball that was right on it.

"By speeding up the pace, it might be able to neutralize this coldness." Inner Aini.

Without hesitation; he sped up a step.

…

"Not yet at 8, how did you feel bad?"

The heart whispers again with the mind, it has become a habit in Aini's life; if the bath is too early. Yes, he will feel strange. Not even light as people say, until imagined, but lighter for him to carry wherever the eyebrows wither.

"I took a shower too early. But yeah how else?"

"Ah, it's hard being a child."

"It's hard, it's causing trouble."

"Hadeeeh, Aini, Aini, Aini ..."

"Why does it have to be like this?"

"Eh but it's ..."

"Everything is arranged the same that has, I'm just hitchhiking; whichever can be arranged."

"Hmmmm, how could it be better? How can I make so much money?"

"I want to be a grateful human being, but there are."

"Sir, any Flannel?"

Aini stopped her inner war, as there were two girls standing right in front of the shop that Aini was working in,

"If there's nothing here, brother."

"Perhaps know in another store that sells that, brother?"

"Try, Brother went there and then turned left after that turn right. There's a cloth sale, brother. Maybe there is."

"okay, Sis. Thank you, yes!"

The two girls immediately left Aini.

Aini again ignited the memory to see the events she had been hugging all this time.

His eyes were blank, but the stitches could be completed without the needle's oppressed finger.

"Pull ah!"

Aini incubated because the mood felt so quiet, but the market world was still crowded as usual.

The hand also leads to a cellphone that has not been touched before.

["Ai, tomorrow Night Sunday departs with ya!"]

Call Arif from WhatsApp messages, WhatsApp messages,

["Oh, but I'm still in college. How's dong?"]

["Yes, how about I pick you up at college?"]

["Bye!"]

["Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow!"]

["Yes, Rif."]

…

A short message from the chief of the street library tribe, Nafin.

Aini also replied so briefly, "Yes."

Without a second thought he said yes; given the word Ari, "If you don't go forward now, when else?"

Being ready does not have to be ready has become a principle in his life.

But deep down he went back to war;

"So the speaker?"

"What am I going to say?"

"Pertamakali became a speaker at a great people's event."

"God Yes Karim..."

With Aini's short answer, Nafin also explained what to say at the book surgery event owned by him himself. Yes, a life travel book made in a short span of years ago.

…

Sunday night has come;

After Maghrib Arif gave news to Aini,

["I'm leaving!"]

["Yes, Rif. Be careful on the road!"]

["Ready!"]

Aini's face looks agitated at the cloudy weather of the evening, not because of what. But Aini has not received any news from Arif, Heart is very worried if the rain starts to fall.

Shortly thereafter; the rain really came down so hard.

["Rif, where are you? Bring a raincoat?"]

Arif has not given an answer in a long time.

["It stopped by at the pom which is approximately 20 minutes to the campus, Ai. This shade once, it rained so hard."]

["Thank God! Yes, just relax papa, wait for the rain to subside."]

["Yes, Ai."]

["OK, be careful if you want to continue the journey again!"]

["Ready!"]

"May Arif be fine, O Allah." In the heart of prayer.

(40 Minutes passed)

["Ai, am I in front of the gate?"]

Something awaited has come, seen Arif's clothes slightly wet because of the rain that approached him.

["Thank God, okay I'm going there!"]

Aini approached Arif who was in front of the campus gate,

"Riff!"

Aini's loud call welcomes Arif's arrival.

"Come in, let's go, it's still kind of raining!"

"Hehehe, yes!"

Aini also asked a lot of things about Arif's trip to the campus which was accompanied by rain.

They both went in and sat in front of the cafeteria which was already closed because there were no evening college students. It was not far from the front gate.

"Rif, I don't know where the show is yet. You know what?"

"I don't know yet either, Ai. Ask your friends!"

Aini obeyed Arif's orders.

Arif had gone all the way through the journey with rain, plus Aini who had been waiting for arrival for a long time, but unfortunately they did not know the direction of the destination.

"No answer yet, how is dong?"

They tried to wait until the night grew and there was no reply.

"Well, let's go home!"

Arif makes a proposal.

"Really, Rif? Means here you're just picking me up doang dong?"

"It's not papa, sometimes."

Arif threw a smile without the slightest burden.

"Well, let's go home!"

They both chose to go home because there was no answer at all, either from the group or personally.

On the way home Aini and Arif told me some things, and when he was about to reach Aini's house; suddenly Aini felt the excitement of Arif's behavior.

"Ai, I want to say something. Can you?"

Aini pretends not to know what Arif wants to say, because filing in rarely misses.

"Can! What the hell are you talking about, Rif?"

In my heart, "Don't tell me you want to shoot me. Please!"

"I want to talk, actually ..."

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