I Can Without You

7. Secret Destiny Meeting

This morning Awan replaced his mother to shop at the market. It is not a taboo for men in the Awan family to shop at the market, because it happens that Papa and Awan's older brother also have a restaurant business. So they are used to shopping, both to the market and the supermarket.

Finished shopping and arranging all his shopping items on a motorcycle, suddenly the view of the clouds was fixed on a mother who walked a little staggering by carrying a considerable amount of groceries in her right and left hands.

Seeing the mothers who almost fell Clouds immediately ran up to him and helped him.

"Astaghfirullah hal adziim," cried the mothers, who turned out to be Aminah.

"Mother" called the Clouds, holding Aminah who was about to fall. "Mom's okay, right?" tanya The cloud was worried.

"Thankfully there is you, son. Alhamdulillaah mother does not pa-pa kok," replied Aminah with a smile.

"Sit there first yuk, ma'am," asked the Clouds, which are owned by Aminah.

Clouds then swept Aminah and helped her sit in a long chair in front of the food stall next to the parking lot. Clouds also immediately ordered a glass of warm tea for Aminah.

"Here, Mom, drink first. Let it be a little too soon" Awan said, adding a glass of warm tea to Aminah.

"Thank you, son," said Aminah, receiving a glass of tea from the clouds. "Bismillah hirrohaan nirrohiim."

After saying basmalah, Aminah then drank the warm tea.

"Alhamdulillaah," said Aminah relieved after drinking half a glass of warm tea.

"Mother why? Is she sick?" the clouds are still worried.

"No, son. Just a little dizzy. Maybe because tired of walking around earlier in the market," replied Aminah by showing her smile again, not wanting to make the young man in front of her worry more about her.

"Mom alone, huh?"

"Yes. It was the same with my mother's son. Mother's son goes to work."

"If so let me anterin ya, ma'am, go home," hailed the Clouds.

"Eh, no, son. Mom used to go home in a rickshaw. This was also waiting for the rickshaw of his mother. Maybe still no other passengers," declined Aminah smooth, do not want to bother.

"Yes, if that's so let me temenin until the rickshaw subscriptions mother come, yes," said Awan later, do not want to force too.

"Yes already then, may be," replied Aminah with a smile.

The clouds smiled. His heart felt at peace seeing the smiles of the mothers in front of him.

"I'm sorry, can you tell whose mother's name is? Let it be better to call him," asked Awan politely.

"The name of Aminah's mother. Just call me Aminah."

"Oh, Miss Aminah. Let me introduce you to my name Awan, Mom."

"Oh, cloud boy, huh?"

"Yes, Mom. Aminah's mother lives far away from here?"

"Not so far away, my friend Awan. At least five kilometers."

"Oh, yes, ma'am."

"Nak Cloud is again shopping too, huh?"

"Hehe, yes, Mom."

"Well, tumben loh boys like this Awan want to shop, let alone to the market kayak gini."

"The clouds are normal, Mom. It just so happens to have a cafe too, so it's common to shop like gini."

"Don't the Clouds have their own cafe?"

"Alhamdulillaah yes, Ma'am. Yes, even if it's a small one, ma'am."

"Well, great yeah. I salute very much the young man who is independent like this Cloud," praised Aminah.

"Hehe, thank you, ma'am. But the clouds are still not that great" replied the clouds low.

And the conversation between the Cloud and Aminah continued until finally the rickshaw of Aminah's subscription came. Aminah then said goodbye to the clouds.

Both Awan and Aminah both smiled and gave thanks in their hearts, happy to be able to meet each other and share stories.

☘️☘️☘️

Today happened to be Shofi who was two hours late and came home when it was almost in Maghrib time. And unexpectedly before, suddenly Shofi's motorcycle was a little shrewd. Shofi then pulled over his motorcycle to check what was going on.

"Astaghfirullah hal adziim. How can I deflate? Though it was still fine," complained Shofi once saw the rear tire of the motor deflated.

Shofi put it down. The condition of the road he was passing was currently very quiet because it was still a little far from the settlement and happened to be close to Maghrib time.

Shofi finally pushed his motorcycle. Shofi remembered that at the end of the road there was a motor workshop. And Shofi hopes that the workshop is still open at this time.

About five minutes later, a motorbike passed by. The motorcyclist then pulled over and stopped about a meter in front of Shofi who had also stopped his steps from pushing his bike.

"Well, why are you pushing the bike, ma'am?" ask the motorcyclist.

"Eh, i-it's, the tires are flat, Mas," Shofi replied a little nervously, between relief and alert.

"May I check first?" bargain the young motorcyclist, who turned out to be the Cloud.

"I-iya, can. Please, Mas."

The cloud then took over the motorcycle that was being held by Shofi and standardized the motorcycle with a standard of two (middle ). The cloud then checked the rear tire of Shofi's deflated motorcycle by turning it slowly.

"Ah, hit this nail, Ma'am. It leaked" Awan said after finding a medium-sized nail stuck in the rear tire of Shofi's motorcycle.

"Astaghfirullah hal adziim," complained Shofi quietly.

"Here you go, there's a motorcycle shop up ahead, I have a friend of mine. Go there first on my bike. Let my Mba's motorbike push," said Awan.

"Eh, I'm so ngerepotin Mas dong," replied Shofi is not tasty.

"No pa-pa Ma'am, just relax. No need to take nicotine. Anyway if the Mbak who keeps pushing the bike continues what is the point of me as a guy?" the Cloud again, convinced Shofi.

"Mmm, but," Shofi still seemed hesitant.

"Udah Mbak, Maghrib hunt later. It's dark this way."

Seeing the circumstances around him, Shofi confirmed the words of the young man in front of him. The situation was indeed very quiet and it was starting to get dark as well.

"Yes, my mom. I went to the workshop with Mas's motorbike, yes," Shofi said at the end.

"Yes, Mother. The key is still there, I didn't pull it out."

"Yes. If so, yes, Mas. Thanks a lot before. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes, Ma'am, you're welcome. Wa'alaikumsalam."

Shofi then rode a cloud-owned motorcycle to get to the workshop first.

Moments later, Awan had arrived at the workshop by pushing Shofi's motorcycle. Shofi and the workshop owner immediately approached Awan.

"I'm sorry, Mas, ngerepotin," Shofi said.

"No pa-pa, ma'am, just relax" replied the Clouds.

"Capek Lo, Wan? Keringetan. Drink first in the dalem," said Arif, the owner of the workshop who happened to be a friend of Awan High School first.

"Yes, I'll take it. Here, Lo check the motor first. I checked the rear tire was leaking through the nail."

"okay-okay. Just like me."

And suddenly there was the sound of a cell phone ringing from the pocket of Cloud's jacket. The cloud then took his phone inside his jacket pocket.

"Mhone partner. Yes, I lift first," said the Clouds.

"OK," Arif replied.

The cloud then slightly moved away from Shofi and Arif. While Arif also directly handles the Shofi's motorcycle.

A short time later, Awan approached Shofi and Arif.

"Bro, I'll pull it right away. Mama said Bang Langit as his wife and children came, want to make dinner," said Awan.

"OK deh," replied Arif who was struggling with Shofi's motorcycle.

"Sorry mom, I can't wait, there's still other business. But calm down, my friend is safe, it's tame, he already has a handle because," said Awan to Shofi who ended funny.

"Eh, asem Lo, Wan. I call my baby also for the head of Lo's body," rent Arif.

"Wkwkwkwk, still emotional Lo, Bro. Joking,, I don't know who I am, Lo," Awan responded with a giggle.

Inevitably Shofi also joined in with a small smile to hear the debate of the two friends.

"Oh yeah, here's the key to the bike, Mas. Once again thank you very much, Mas," said Shofi while handing over the keys to the Awan motorbike.

"Yes, Ma'am, you're welcome. I go first, yeah. Assalamu'alaikum, "clouds told Shofi again.

"Yes, be careful. Wa'alaikumsalam," Shofi replied as well.

"Yes, Mother. My bro unplug. Greetings to bini Lo. Assalamu'alaikum," said the Clouds also to Arif.

"OKAY. Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Arif with a thumbs up.

Awan then rides his motorcycle and leaves Shofi at Arif's workshop.

And again Cloud smiled to himself, for some reason these days he seemed to always meet people who were able to make his heart have a different vibe.