I'm Putting My Destiny on You

Conscious

The gurgling of water running down the faucet sounded loud in the still silent blind morning. A beautiful girl looked bent over washing the body parts specified in ablution. As early in the morning usually around three in the morning. Alfiani performing evening prayers.

'' Are you awake yet ?'' mother's voice when Alfiani had finished his wudhunya. Alfiani turned towards the voice and smiled sweetly at the mother who was also about to take ablution water.

'' It's Mom, I've woken up Mom ?'' ask the princess.

'' Already, you just wait a minute''.

'' Well Ma'am, Alfi came in first'' The mother nodded, confirming her son's words.

Alfiani belongs to the family mosque located in the backyard. A small, clean-looking mushola, with a flower garden around it. Sit down after wearing face. Seemed his hand holding a prayer beads with a mouth that spoke softly glorify the name of Alloh.

Not long ago Mom entered in the follow-up of Dad. The night prayers they always do together. But this time, without Fariz still waiting for the man they helped yesterday.

With their solemn prayers congregation, performing the Sunnah prayer service, some rakaat Tahajjud prayer ended the prayer witir. Wanted to ask forgiveness for all the khilaf they did in conscious or unconscious. And the prayers for other good are beautifully led by Father. And a person they do not know by name is also tucked into prayer, may be given salvation and soon come to a realization.

Waiting for dawn they read the holy verses of the Qur'an. Alfiani's sweet voice filled the silent morning. He who had won the Tartil Al-Qur'an competition in the district, very smoothly and clearly heard in the pronunciation of every verse he read. Tajwidnya very good, not wrong many who admire the beautiful virgin. A good personality along with the intelligence that belongs to him.

Until Iandang Adzan dawn echoed. They moved from a small mosque in their house. The three walked in tandem towards the mosque located beside the house. Father Di trusted the people in the village to become the imam of the village mosque.

After performing the obligatory prayer of the two rakaat, they returned home. Just a few steps Alfiani entered the house. The sound of his phone was heard . He hurried into the room. Fariz's name is on his phone screen.

" Assalamualaikum "

" Wa'alaikumussalam deck, have you returned from the mosque ?" ask the brother in a soft tone.

" Just entered the mas house, what's the matter ?" alfiani asked the older brother who was only two years away from her.

" You got a lecture today ?" questions answered by Fariz.

" Nothing, why ?"

" Please anterin Mas work clothes, Mas can not take off today. There's work to be done. Keep bringing Salwa or Salsa here. Until you return please take care of it here. Fear it will fit no one to keep him conscious. Pity being alone " said Fariz at length without the slightest bit on the sidelines by his sister.

'' Should I take care of it too ?" asked Alfiani who was worried. How should he take care of a man with whom he has no blood relation ?.

" It's okay Al, but he's not conscious either. And there's also you, not alone."

"Yes Mas"

" Don't forget there's a mas briefcase too !"

" Yes, if that's Alfi nyiapin first Fariz mas clothes. Assalamualaikum " Alfiani concluded.

" Yes wa'alaikumussalam" and the call ends. Alfiani rushed out of his room, going to the brother's room to prepare his brother's needs.

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After saying goodbye to his parents Alfiani accompanied by Salma went to the place in the care of the man without identity. In addition to her brother Alfiani's work equipment, she also carried a bag containing food prepared by the mother for breakfast for her children. Because Alfi did not have time to eat breakfast, lunch and Fariz will be late until his workplace.

With a motorbike driven by Salwa, now they stand in a fairly large clinic. It only takes about half an hour to get there.

" Where was the accident ?"

" Just upstream of the river, and the victim was not found only a car that had plunged freely into the ravine ".

" There are people there who are missing ?"

" No, according to the news I'm hearing, not here."

Alfiani mangut-mangut, did not return to ask his best friend was.They walked up to the nursery. A door that looks closed.

" Assalamualaikum" said Alfiani and Salwa simultaneously.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, entered the deck "sahut Fariz while opening the door for two women in front of him. Alfi immediately handed over his luggage, while Salwa looked down. He was never ordinary when faced with that handsome man.

" En in Sal" said Mas Fariz who saw Salwa still pecking near the door.

" Yes" he said nervously. Alfiani who knew his best friend put his heart on the Big Brother smiled thinly while preparing breakfast under him. Fariz immediately entered the bathroom to clean himself and changed into his work clothes.

Alfiani glanced slightly at the man who was still closed with several tools attached to his body. Ganteng, a word implied in his mind. But quickly he beristighfar and back down moved the food in the container that he brought also from home.

Not long after, they had breakfast together. Eat in silence and after finishing Fariz immediately say goodbye to his sister and also Salwa.

" Hufhhh "Salwa breathed a sigh of relief as Fariz's farewell greeting ended with the disappearance of the figure behind the door. Alfiani laughed softly as he cleaned up their food marks.

" Why Sal ?"

" Ah don't know, the pokonya always gini if the same deket mas you are "salwa said that helped Alfiani put their used utensils into the bag.

" Just enjoy, it's a gift from Allah when we admire someone. The important thing is that we can control our feelings. We are not enslaved by taste. Always insert the name Mas Fariz in your prayers Sal, who knows Allah does make him your soul mate. I am happy if you guys are paired". Alfiani said at the end of a sincere smile that feels reassuring to those who see that smile.

" Alfi, you are my best friend, thank you for always supporting me and always there for me" Salwa said as she embraced Alfiani. The two veiled girls hugged each other.

"I want to take ablution first ya "pamit Alfiani after taking off the hug of the friend. Salwa agreed and she sat down in the chair in the room. Look at the man who is still closed.

The sound of the bathroom door opening, Alfiani came out with his wet face.

" We read the Qur'an yuk, adem wild. Who knows, it could be his conscious will" said Alfiani as he took the small Qur'an in his bag.

" Oh me again red cross Al "

" Oh, I said" said Alfiani who sat down and began to read the Qur'an in a soft voice but sounded beautiful because of Tartil and his eloquent reading.

" Eggghh "a shrill voice made Salwa immediately turn to the source of the voice. The closed eyes seemed to blink a little.

" Masya Alloh Al, he realized". Alfiani reflexes turned his head and immediately ended his recitation of the Quran.

" I called the doctor first" Salwa said as she walked quickly away from Alfiani. For a moment, they both looked at each other. Alfiani immediately lowered his face. They were still silent to each other, until the doctor followed several nurses into the room.