I Converted to Islam Because of Helper

Departure to Medan sandpaper

Of course I'm still thinking about Lilis, but I don't want to get dragged into turmoil. If it is a match, of course as far as we are now, it will be reunited.

I decided to stay in Medan overseeing the construction of the project. Because Ge Tom has entrusted and handed over his responsibilities to me.

At eight o'clock in the morning Me and Ge Tom headed towards Merak port towards the port of Bakauheni Lampung and continued to Medan.

Deliberately not boarding the plane because while living in the field later of course I will need a vehicle.

After passing the journey for approximately four days and three nights finally Me and Ge Tom to the city of Medan sandpaper.

I rented a medium-sized rented house, while for my daily needs I did it myself. I'll find a maid after conditions have allowed it later.

The house consists of three rooms. The main room looks bigger than the other two rooms, in one room there is like a carpet or in Islam called prayer mat and there is a book of the Qur'an on the table of the room.

The room is next to the main room. The other room is facing the main room.

In the back there is a kitchen and a bathroom.

Because the body feels sore I and Ge tom decided to take a break after previously cleaning the contract and buy some household appliances and spring beds.

That night Ge tom woke me up hungry.

"Shang came out looking for hungry cave food, not full just lunch" said Ge tom while shaking my arm.

I who was easy to wake up when I heard a sound while sleeping also immediately responded.

"Yuk, the cave is hungry too." I replied.

We headed to the nearest restaurant.

It says "Feeding House Padang." I drove the car there and found a parking space.

"So tomorrow's plan we start from the same permit the local village head just started checking the condition of the land" Ge tom said when he finished eating.

"Yes Ge, but the office kids already got the architecture, right?" my many.

"Udah, we leave it to the handyman" replied Ge tom who looked more experienced than me.

The next day Me and Ge Tom headed for the village chief's house.

"Please sir." said Ge tom.

"Well good day, can anyone help?" ask mr. kades.

"We first acquaintance sir to be more familiar. Introduce me Tomtom Malaru and this is my brother Op Shang Malaru" Ge Tom introduced himself.

"I'm Herman, I'm here." replied Mr. Herman.

"The point of our arrival here is, my sister and I asked permission to build a hotel here. The land was bought by my company. So I apologize if during the development process will interfere with public peace because of the sound of heavy equipment machines or dust caused by later development." continued Ge Tom.

"Well sir I've heard this news a long time ago, can I check the land rights certificate?" Ask Mr. Herman.

"Can sir." Ge tom handed me a paper.

"I allowed the construction of a hotel project. But on condition that it does not violate the rules and still prioritize the safety of its workers." Call Mr. Herman.

"Yes sir for workers later we will provide PPE in the form of project helmets, boots, and body harnesses." I continued.

"Then thank you sir, we excuse your resignation because you will immediately go to the location to check the condition and structure of the soil" said Ge tom while greeting Mr. Herman. Then I followed him shaking hands.

After checking the condition of the soil with the officer, I immediately contacted the well making drill. Because water is a basic need that will be used for development.

While Ge Tom began to contact the material store and find a reliable handyman around sandpaper, Medan.

It didn't take long for the project to start building.

A month Ge tom was here. Finally he decided to return to Tangerang and leave all the tasks to me.

I took Ge Tom to Kuala Namu airport.

"Hopefully succeed, Gua is sure you can Shang." Ge tom ordered before leaving.

I started looking for helpers through a rented neighbor.

Until then someone offered to be a maid in my rented house.

His name is Bu Fatimah, or more familiarly called Bu Imah. A middle-aged woman of the same age as my maid in Tangerang.

Bu Imah is very deft to clean up the housework, even my clothes were washed and ironed.

He occupied the room opposite my room. The room next to me was empty.

"Sir, is the empty room allowed for prayer?" Ask Bu Imah one afternoon, when it has been a month of work.

"Maybe ma'am, rather than empty it." I replied.

The room was indeed cleaned by Bu Imah every day, so it looked clean.

After that, after the adhan in the mosque reverberated I often saw Bu Imah entering the room for worship.

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Finished from the project I went straight to the dining table because I was so hungry.

I open the hood of food, it looks assem vegetables, fried fish, fried tempeh, fried salted squid and sambal and lalapan petai are on the table. Soon I eat with gourmand.

I'm used to food like this. It seems like I'm starting to forget my original cooking. In fact, we are in Indonesia just wandering.

Finish eating I'm heading to the room, grabbing a towel and heading for the bathroom. The bathroom is only one and is outside the room exactly near the kitchen. Which means I have to share the bathroom with Ms. Imah. But the bathroom always looks clean and fragrant, no cockroaches or moss inside.

After the shower, I looked in the kitchen and saw Ms. Imah cutting vegetables.

"Maybe for tomorrow morning's cooking." I murmured.

When I went to the kitchen to get a drink in the fridge, I still found Miss Imah in the kitchen.

"Have you eaten yet?" My toot.

"No, I'm not waiting for you to finish eating" he replied.

"Why wait for me? If Bu Imah is hungry eat. Especially when I come home I will not be sick. Consider this a mother's house do not hesitate. I'm not angry if you eat the food" I assured Bu Imah.

"Yes sir, I'm afraid you will get angry and consider me an impolite maid" he replied with a bow.

"Mom don't think so again, let's eat first. I wait for you to eat" I told Bu Imah.

Finally he moved and immediately ate.

I put my body in a mattress, not on the floor because it was too cold after bathing.

Unaware I overslept.

I woke up when I slipped into the sound of people teaching. Very sweet with a little bit of a rasp. I saw a wall clock showing at half-eight in the evening.

I set foot toward the origin of the sound, which is the room next to me. It turns out that Bu Imah is teaching.

I peeked out of the door that was not closed.

It felt reluctant to move, I leaned back near the door to listen to the voice of Bu Imah. Unaware suddenly my eyes wet, I don't know what I'm feeling.

Ma'am quit teaching him. He was trying to reach the cord on his head, maybe he would take it off.

Didn't want Mom to see me cry I immediately went back to the room and locked the door. Even though it is not locked, there is no way that Bu Imah will suddenly enter my room.

I heard Ms. Imah coughing towards her room. I immediately opened the door and asked her how she was.

"Mother is sick? Let me take the medication to the doctor." My bargain.

"No need sir, this is just an ordinary cough will soon be cured." refused Bu Imah.

"Can't be so Mom, Mom, it's my responsibility. So before anything happens we have to prevent" I said a little forcefully.

He still refused and assured me that the cough he was experiencing was just a regular cough. But it's not me if I don't force it.

Unable at his middle-aged age he looks lonely. "After this I will ask about his family." I murmured.

"Let's go to the doctor, but not too late" Bu Imah finally nodded because he could not refuse.

Me and Bu Imah headed to the nearest clinic because the hospital looks pretty far away on google maps.

"No papa sir, I just have a regular cough. I gave him the medicine. Don't forget to drink plenty of water. And avoid greasy food first." said the midwife.

"Yes ma'am thank you so much" I said.

"Actually I am afraid to seek treatment sir, afraid that later even be mistaken for covid." Say ma'am imah.

"Mother do not be afraid, even if the mother is exposed to covid will definitely undergo treatment to recover." I'm trying to calm the frightened Ms. Imah with the shadow of the Corona virus that just appeared last month.

Immediately I took Ms Imah home and told her to rest after taking the medicine.

"Ah, I'm kangen Mama. May Mama be truly happy living with Ge tom and ci Sri." I put the body in the mattress with the supine position and facing the ceiling of the room.

I decided to continue sleeping, considering tomorrow I have to go to one of the cities in Medan to buy building materials directly from the factory.

"May still be given a chance to see the world tomorrow morning" a prayer I always read in my heart before going to bed.

"Sister Shang, tomorrow will be here" said Lilis who suddenly called.

"Where are you?" I'm confused.

"Ke pesantren cottage in Palembang, a place to study science. And the main one is studying Islamic religion." Answer Lilis.

"Yes so dong mbak, right Dad mbak himself who will not teach me to say the word shahadah." I replied.

Soon after I arrived in Palembang, more precisely the boarding house where Lilis and her family were.

The atmosphere was crowded by santri and santriwati from the level of madrasah ibtidaiah to Aliyah madrasah.

Suddenly I'm inside the mosque inside the boarding school. The atmosphere is crowded too. There was Lilis, her mother, Lilis' new father and ustadz along with some santri.

Lilis' father asked me a few things about my reasons for entering Islam.

After answering the question I wanted to convert to Islam because I wanted to marry Lilis, he saw doubt.

I could see from the look on Lilis' father's face, like I didn't like my answer.

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