Knowing the Creator with the help of the system
Chapter 35. Don't know what it means
Bismilbornohmanirohim.
"You are awake apparently" said a middle-aged woman who was making pain relief herbal medicine.
Azam looked at the middle-aged woman for a while he did not immediately answer the words of the woman who had helped him after that he looked around a place that was so different from before.
Azam is not disrespectful, but Azam does not understand what has happened to him.
"Where am I?"
Azam himself did not know why that one word that came out of his mouth that certainly Azam only wanted to know where he was at the moment.
"And whose mother?" connect Azam again.
The middle-aged woman approached Azam while carrying the herbal medicine she had concocted first to treat Azam's wounds.
"I found you at the forest border of this village, I found you already in a state of unconsciousness"
"Let me treat it first" said Imas' mother.
When Imas' mother was about to treat Azam's wounds, Azam immediately dodged. "Whether I just want to treat your wounds, I'm a good person you take it easy"
After that Azam just complied, after all, he also still felt his body was so painful.
"I'm sorry if you know whose mother's name?"
"Thank you for helping me" Azam said after Imas' mother finished treating Azam's wounds.
"The guy here usually calls me Imas' mom"
"Where are you, son? why did you get to our village, it looks like you've only been to this village for the first time"
Questions repeatedly this time thrown by Imas' mother to Azam, Azam again paused for a moment because he endured the pain.
"I don't know why I got here either, ma'am, I don't know what the area is" Azam said.
"Yes you have lived first in the mother's house until healed, if it comes out still this situation is dangerous later"
"Later mother's child comes home so you have friends, mother stay first rest first" asked Imas mother.
"Mom" stopped Azam before Imas' mother left.
"I'm sorry if I knew you said danger, why danger mom?" tanya Azam made sure.
Azam felt that there was something strange in this village, not a single resident came out of the house, Azam could see all that through the window in Azam's room at this time.
Many houses but all that is seen is the silence of a place that is so quiet, not a single one of the master who came out of their respective homes.
The face of Imas' mother changed like one who wanted to get angry, it was seen that the middle-aged woman was holding back her anger when she heard the question that Azam was asking.
"You don't need to know! This opens up this outsider's business of our village!" said Imas mother coldly.
Imas' mother passed away just like that from the room that Azam occupied with his arrogant and angry feelings.
Azam believes that currently Imas' mother is easing the anger caused by Azam. "It seems I've been wrong to ask" Azam said slowly.
'After all these wounds have healed I have to find out what really happened in this village' Azam is determined to do that.
Imas' mother opened only to treat Azam's wounds but she also gave Azam a meal, although still with her angry face.
"Thank you ma'am for being nice to me" Azam said sincerely.
"Yes mom, thanks again"
There was no answer from Imas' mother, she just left Azam's room without replying to Azam's words. Ima didn't say anything either.
"What meat is this?" confused Azam.
Azam did not eat rice and side dishes made by Imas' mother, Azam only ate the fruit.
Azam recalled the apples that he had washed first while staring out the clothes, it was almost afternoon and buzzing came that afternoon.
"The absence of the icon system and why did Imas' mother not tell me where I was" Azam complained he was still staring out the window.
"Icon system where this is!" again Azam.
"Are you cooperating with the people in this village this time" Azam could only continue to guess what he was thinking.
Azam felt that he had been deceived by a system. Azam who was daydreaming heard that someone had come to the house of Imas' mother.
"I'm going to college" came the voice of a man who had just entered the house of Imas' mother.
"Pie wes snuffed up?" then Azam heard the voice of Imas' mother.
"Ojo noisy le enek wong sick neng umah" scolded Imas' mother there was a son.
The child can only frown. "Well is sopo zinc sick mak?"
"Wong kono parani enek neng your room, is your father endi?" imas' mother asked again before the child actually left.
"Father followed mak, isik neng neng buri karo seng lainne, I was conspired karo pak" explained the child.
"Wo wes kono parani desit wang seng neng your room" the boy nodded obediently at Imas' mother.
Azam who could clearly hear the chatter of the two people just shook his head because he did not understand at all what Imas' mother and son said.
Crews! The sound of Azam's room door being opened was a little rough, because indeed the door was very difficult to open the door was too old.
Azam was about to pray but he was confused about having to take ablution and where the direction of his qibla so Azam decided to wait for Imas' mother, Azam was still so difficult to stand.
A man almost the same age as Erlang entered the room, the young man with a yellow complexion was smiling at Azam.
"Sampean wong sing rolled kaleh mamak? I know Aji" said the man named Aji.
Unfortunately Azam did not understand what Aji said, Azam scratched his itchy head.
"I want to pray to know where to take ablution water and where the qibla direction?" instead of answering the words of the man, Azam asked.
"Owalah ora iso boso jowo anyway" now Aji is misbehaving himself.
"Let me take you surely you are still trying to walk" Aji bargained at last.
Aji helps Azam to take ablution water after which Aji tells him where his qibla is.
Aji waited for Azam to finish praying. "Why doesn't he eat?" Aji looked at Azam's food which was not touched at all.
"Mak enek-enek waye wong islam kok dikei bacon iki" Aji immediately left to eat it and eat the new food without meat.
Aji bought the meal in the next stall secretly, traveling a road known only by how many people in the village, it did not escape Azam's vision.
