Hilal Jodoh Unseen
That Voice
After a brief meeting with Bagas last day tonight Arabella was a little relieved. At least he had a friend share his story. Bagas is good, Arabella feels friends with Bagas is not a bad thing.
On the nightstand are two small bottles of golden brown, visible from the outside if the bottle contains small round drugs in white.
A glass of Arabella water was taken from the kitchen and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Still stressed, not yet in the crazy stage"
Take one by one from each bottle of medicine, then put into the mouth followed by a few sips of water.
After taking the drug Arabella immediately put his body on the bed. Slowly his eyes began to close, the drowsiness caused by the drug did cause strong side effects.
***
The sun had risen on the eastern horizon, the sunlight covered in black clouds. Apparently today's weather is not as bright as yesterday, the sky looks cloudy with the wind blowing strong shaking the trees until dry leaves and twigs scatter into the streets.
Some people prefer to stay at home, to roll in a blanket or drink a cup of warm tea. The streets seem slow usually many people pass by. Some schoolchildren prefer crammed at the bus stop.
Arabella came out from inside the house, her head loosened at the overcast sky.
"Your sky is too representative of my feelings"
Arabella smiled and locked the house quickly. Before walking towards the front of the alley Arabella staring down a pair of flat shoes colored ash has been damaged even the footwear almost separated.
"Shoes please work together, don't let go! Wait one more week because next week I payday" said Arabella pleading as she stared at her two pairs of shoes perched on both feet Arabella.
After saying that Arabella rushed away, her steps slowly while regularly afraid at any time her shoes were off.
On the right side draped in a medium-sized black sling bag, Arabella left for work today. The job this time is not as good as the salary of the restaurant but not what is important Arabella can eat.
Arebella works in an orphanage, a fairly easy task. Arabella, just need to teach reading and writing like a teacher in general.
Being paid a day with a minimum salary certainly makes Arabella grateful, besides getting a job in this day and age is very difficult.
Transportation to the orphanage only needs to ride the angkot from the front of the street alley.
Arabella went straight to the classroom where children from ten to fifteen gathered to learn to write and read.
According to Arabella this work is very noble, in addition to sharing knowledge Arabella is very happy to be able to help children who had not known anything now become aware.
Seen from the front of the class was an eleven-year-old boy waiting for Arabella's arrival. Even Arabella heard the screams of the boy.
"Beautiful teacher's mother, come... "
Hearing the boy's screams Arabella smiled a little.
Teaching activities went well, but it seems that today Arabella had to go home in the afternoon because the owner of the parlour told Arabella to clean up new books for donations from the army.
For some reason when he saw one of the group of soldiers it was vaguely Arabella like seeing Haafizh. At that time Arabella peeked behind the living room glass, incidentally the soldiers were outside to say goodbye to the owner of the parlour.
"I must have seen it wrong" muttered Arabella as she arranged the book onto the shelf.
"Misunderstand what?" Tanya bi Tati a cleaner who is now standing next to Arabella. The middle-aged woman was fat, perhaps the age of bi Tati fifty years.
Arabella's hand stopped arranging the book, then turned her head to the side staring at bi Tati.
"Nothing" Elak Arabella smiled.
There was a long breath of bi Tati, apparently the middle-aged woman was very sensitive. "Don't lie, Ms. Ara. Must have seen someone familiar, right?"
Arabella was silent, then nodded.
"Don't like to hide things from your aunt. Who are you looking at?" Tanya bi Tati while pointing her body waiting for an answer from Arabella.
"Who's neng?" Desak bi Tati is getting curious.
"I was like seeing my ex-husband, bi. But it seems like it's a mislook. Because as far as I know he's on duty. So there's no way it's him"
Bi Tati is just a mangosteen.
"It could be that he's neng, what if it's him"
Bi Tati's question made Arabella nervous. Right, what if it really is Haafizh? Arabella's heart skipped a beat, instead of being happy Arabella was afraid to meet Haafizh.
"I'm afraid bi, hopefully I just mislooked" complained Arabella as she made clear.
"Hopefully. You just stay at the aunt's house, afraid to go to meet your ex" suggested bi Tati while re-arranging books to the shelf.
Arabella thought and looked at the window. It was raining, and it was getting darker. But if he stays at home bi Tati, Arabella feels awkward. The woman was the widow of three boys.
"Thank you for the offer, bi. I'd better go home" reject Arabella carefully.
"You've been careful on the road"
Arabella.
Just when the adzan magrib reverberated Arabella's work arranging the finished book. Arabella returns home to Bi Tati, the two separated when Arabella had to cross the road.
His mind returned unsettled when a group of soldiers in striped uniforms filled the terrace of the mosque, it seemed they wanted to perform congregational prayers.
Arabella is very confused between praying in the mosque or just going home, but Arabella is afraid if when she gets home when the prayer runs out.
In the end, Arabella went to the mosque, her footsteps were quick to go to the ablution, the restless feeling of being afraid of Haafizh. But Arabella believes Haafizh is still on duty, so where might Haafizh be in the city.
When Arabella entered the mosque, his heart was calm again when a group of soldiers had apparently entered the mosque, people who were still outside now flocked to enter the mosque, soon the iqomah will reverberate marked with the sign of prayer will begin.
When finished wearing mukenna, suddenly the sound of iqomah reverberating but strangely the voice of the person who reverberated iqomah was no stranger to Arabella ears.
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's
Asyhadu allaa illalaha
Asyhadu anna Muhammadar
Hayya 'alashshalaah
Hayya 'alalfalaah
Qad qaamatish shalaah, qad qaamatish shalaah
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar's
The laa ilaaha illallaah
The firm but soft voice made Arabella fixated, unknowingly Arabella wanted to cry.
Haafizh
it's Haafizh's voice. Arabella was convinced that, for some reason, she was afraid to meet Haafizh. Arabella wants to see Haafizh.
If in front of there is no barrier between female and male shaf, maybe Arabella can already see the figure of the person who has proclaimed iqamah.
No. gabe. Surely Arabella misheard, surely it was not Haafizh's voice. It is impossible for Haafizh to be here, when it is clear Haafizh is on duty with a very long distance.
"Is my longing getting worse"
