I'm Putting My Destiny on You

I'm Putting My Destiny on You
Alfiani Nur Azizah's



The sun began to rise west. Hot air began to be replaced by the afternoon breeze. A group of children aged about seven to ten years old appeared to be sitting in a circle in a hut on the riverbank. A beautiful girl with a black veil sat in front of them with a book in her hand.


The story of the prophet is being read by the girl with a facial expression that really lives the story. The children were so enthusiastic to hear the story that the beautiful girl read.


It is Alfiani Nur Azizah, a village development that has a beautiful face and morals. A friendly smile is always painted pink even without lipstick. Ayu face with milky white skin and looks so soft. Natural beauty with the radiance of her heart's beauty aura adds to the charm of the girl.


" How do the brothers?, already understand what lessons we can take from the story that Alfiani read ?'' ask the 22-year-old girl. After explaining what lessons can be taken from the story he read to the children who are still faithfully sitting with him.


" Understand Brother" said the children simultaneously. The children who were all women were always enthusiastic when taught by Alfiani. Beautiful girl friendly and easy friendly .


'' It's good that there's something you want to ask ?''alfiani asked as he spread his gaze to the children sitting in front of him.


'' No Brother, they said almost in unison. Alfiani smiled, gazing at the little girls who always exuded an aura of happiness on their faces.


''Then we have a meeting this time yes, tomorrow we want to learn where ?'' Tanya Alfi, she always had a way to make the children not bored. One of them is by studying outside the room. The madrassa where Alfi taught was not a formal madrassa.


The madrassa was a madrassa that the father had founded to introduce the little children in their area to the fundamentals of their daily worship. From the introduction of Hijaiyah, tajwid and fiqih as well as moral education that is told from the stories of the predecessors who have decent morals in the example.


Alfiani himself is a final semester student at an Islamic university located in the district of the area. The distance that can be traveled within an hour makes Alfiani choose to go home, not cost .


'' Near the lake, said one of the little girls after they discussed together. The meeting time with Alfiani was only once a week. Alfiani only helped, and he chose to take on the exemplary story. So that he can invite children to study outdoors.


''Okay, next meeting near the lake. Now we end the meeting today. Come Khalisa lead the prayer after learning''' Alfiani's word which was directly confirmed by the girl sitting in front of him. After the prayer at the close of the greeting, they departed from that place.


Walk carefully on the banks of the river which shows the water a little murky and quite deep. It was because of the rain that rained down on the area last night. Their steps were accompanied by sholawat chants led by Alfiani. A cheerful atmosphere accompanies the twilight that appears to emit the color of his fingers.


'' Brother, that's what ?'' the voice of the girl who walked a little far away from Alfiani. Make them all stop the steps and also sholawat from their lips. All eyes were on the girl who pointed towards the river. Then their gazes were fixed on the same object.


Instantly they screamed hysterically, seeing a body lying on the edge of the river with part of the body still submerged in water.


" Be calm, brothers, calm down first. Brother Alfi, first. You guys wait here." Alfiani tried to calm the hysterical children. From a visible position, it looks like a corpse that was stranded on the riverbank because it was carried away by the current.


" Athaghfirullah, he was Rabb" said Alfi, who saw a man in a white shirt and black trousers appear closed. Alfi's hesitation drew closer. A sense of anger and alertness surrounded his heart. But his eyes saw a slight movement in the chest of the man.


" Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun" said Alfi to see the wound on the man's head. With a little fear Alfi put a hand on the chest of the man. Because it was like seeing a smooth movement. Could it be that the man was still alive?, and it was true that there was still a beat in his chest even though it was faint. Alfiani grabbed the wrist, feeling the pulse in the hand. There was still a pulse despite being weak.


" Deck, please seek help ! " alfiani shouted at the children who were standing next to each other by the river.


" Yes" they said in unison. And they all want to get out of there. Until Alfie returned to voice.


" Not everything. Said someone was drifting in the river. He is still alive ", said Alfi again. And the two biggest children immediately ran away from there.


Not long after, two middle-aged men came in agitation.


" Where is the guy ?" ask one of them to the children who are directly pointing towards the river. Quickly they came down to Alfi who just stood with his mouth continuing to call asthma Alloh.


" Mister Lek please, he is still alive" said Alfi who immediately retreated from the place. Giving way to the man called Mr. Lik.


" Yes, Dek Alfi up, let Pak Lik lift ".pronounce one of them. Alfiani said, he went up to the river embankment. While the two men tried to lift the body of the man soaked, to get out of the water. With great difficulty they could lift it up on the rock. But to be able to lift up the river levee, it needs more people.


And soon some people came. Fariz, the brother of Alfiani and Farhan's father, ran away.


" How's Deck ?" tanya Fariz approached Alfi.


" That's the mas below, can't lift it up yet. He is still breathing, still alive" said Alfi with a pias face. Fariz immediately ran downstairs followed by several others.


The accident happened that afternoon. In a village that is usually quiet, the afternoon was in an uproar with the discovery of a man without identity in a state of unconsciousness. With each other shoulder to shoulder they could lift that pale-looking body.


When I saw the Maghrib, it was under a car heading to a nearby clinic. Fariz was accompanied by two others. Alfiani breathed a sigh of relief, he was too shocked by what happened that afternoon. I hope that a man without an identity can be saved.