Life is a Fight

Overtime

Izar fell asleep after being massaged by Uminya. Soon his two younger siblings caught up with Izar sleeping beside him. It was heart of Umi could not see her daughter's son just sleeping on such a mat. But how else, he could not do anything for them. A long time ago Umi Aisyah daydreamed near her three children until she also laid her body beside the youngest Syakilla.

The alarm from Izar's cell phone rang, faintly Umi heard the dawn of the mosque which was quite far from where he lived.

"Syafira, Syakilla woke up Nak is already dawn," said Umi woke up his two daughters.

They immediately woke up while rubbing his eyes.

"Mas Izar wakes up at dawn," Fira wakes up the older brother.

"Hmmm," Izar replied simply turning the body.

"Mas woke up at dawn" Killa told her sister.

"Mas, unfortunately Umi woke up first to pray at dawn," said Umi while rubbing her son's head.

"Umi, the new feeling of sleep is already dawn" he replied while opening his eyes.

"Wake up first yuk Mas, then sleep again," said Umi softly.

Izar also walked to the bathroom to take ablution water after Umi and her two sisters finished ablution. After that they prayed together.

After the prayer, Umi immediately opened the plastic containing afternoon groceries yesterday. Deftly Umi began to mix spices.

"Dek, Mas pijitin anyway," said Izar after sleeping on his stomach after folding the sarong.

"Mas Izar is tired huh?" asked Umi who cooked not far from where Izar was lying.

"Yes Mi,"

"Keep going to work?" ask Syafira while arranging the lesson schedule.

"Yes work," replied Izar while waiting for his two younger siblings who are still busy with his book.

"Fira Sama Killa was Mas in the massage first yes, it is still the morning of school is still later" said Umi while peeling onions.

"Yes Mi," they replied as they approached Izar.

It was only a moment when his two sisters massaged his back and legs that Izar had slept very well.

"Kasian ya Mbak, surely Mas tired," said Killa while massaging her brother's legs.

"Yes Kasian Mas Izar," replied Syafira by continuing to massage her brother's back.

"Makanya Mbak Fira, Dek Killa studied seriously huh. Mas Izar until he stopped college for Umi and you guys lo," Umi said while frying tofu parchment.

"Yes, God willing."

"You are ready, Umi is done cooking let Umi continue," said Umi approached her children.

Syafira immediately took the towel while Syakilla took the plate for breakfast, they did take turns to do the activity because the circumstances did force them like that.

After all preparing, Umi drove her two daughters to the front door of the house and saw the two walking towards the school until invisible again from view, then Umi back in approached her son. A new wall clock is pointing at 06:30. It was heartless that he woke up his son who complained of being so exhausted.

"Mas," called Umi gently to her son.

"Yes Mi,"

"At half-seven kiddo, wake up and have breakfast" Umi said, wiping her son's hair.

Izar opened his eyes, his smile instantly visible as he saw Umi was beside him.

"Izzar loved Umi very much," he said by kissing Uminya's hand.

"Umi is also very dear to Mas Izar,"

"What cooking noodles?" ask Izar after a while of silence in his Uminya deck.

"Tumis tempeh just as perkedel know," replied Umi still staring at his son's face.

"Mmmm... Izar so laper Mi, eat the same Umi also yuk," said Izar while waking up.

"Yes Mas Izar first, then replace Umi," he replied because the plate is only one.

"With Mi,"

"Yes, yes, I've sat down to let Umi prepare,"

They also ate together, after eating Izar immediately prepare to leave for work.

After all her children went to work, Umi just stayed home alone. It just returned to make Umi remembered about the painful incident that befell his family.

"O Allah," Umi's mind sobbed.

Long time silent in tears, Umi immediately woke up, he then soaked clothes and washed them. After washing clothes, Umi continued her activities sweeping one room where she lived.

That's all Umi can do. No other activities, making him recall his sadness when his children were not at home.

Not even late afternoon, his two daughters had arrived home. They really bring joy to Umi. Behind all the calamities he faced, Syafira and Syakilla really became a force for Umi.

"Umi, umUmi." said the spoiled Syafira.

"What's so bad about Umi?"

"What does he say?" ask Umi curious.

"Mas Izar said that the return of the mall, he said overtime," Fira told Umi.

"Yes Allah is Kasian Mas Izar," muttered Umi while stroking the hair of his two daughters.

"What kind of work is Izar, Mi?" ask Syakilla.

"Work on the Deck project" replied Umi.

"Well, what's the job, Mi?" ask those who don't understand.

"Again making a house, son, his work is lifting cement, lifting bricks, sand Yes, anyway,"

"Loh, it's to Mi," said Syafira shocked to hear Umi's explanation.

"Yes, Son, Syafira and Syakilla are shocked so son?" tanya Umi saw the expression of her daughter.

"Mas Izar has never worked so Mi, pantesan kok kemaaren asked in incandescent continuously," said Syafira.

"Yes this morning was also his hand Mas Izar red-red fit Killa pijitin," said his sister.

"All that Mas did for us, Mbak Fira the same Dek Killa nurut ya the same Umi Mas Izar," said Umi advised.

"Yes Umi," they replied while nodding.

"Have prayed, eat and you learn" said Umi while getting up to take ablution water.

The two daughters obeyed what Uminya said without denying it

The wall clock has been pointed at 21:30 wib. Syafira and Syakilla are still learning, while Umi is restless waiting for her son to come home.

"You go to bed first, Umi wants to wait for Mas Izar to come home," Umi said after her two daughters cleaned up the textbooks.

"Fira wants to wait for Mas Izar too,"

"Killa too, Mi."

"No, you're sleeping. Later scolded Mas Izar if you have not slept,"

"Yes yes, Umiku dear,"

At exactly 23:00 wib Izar opened the door of his house, seen Umi soon wake up.

"Umi, I haven't slept yet" Izar said, kissing her hand.

"Mas Izar really malem coming home?" ask Umi.

"Yes Mi, but it's worth twice as much" Izar replied as he took out the money from his pocket of one hundred and fifty thousand.

"But Mas must be very tired," said Umi.

"No papa Mi, Izar is satisfied playing everywhere, hanging out is not clear the same cement," he said with a smile.

Umi welcomed her tired-looking son's smile. He no longer knew what his beloved son had to say.

"Izar wants to take a bath first Mi, has not prayed isya too," he said by reaching for a towel nearby.

After bathing and praying, Izar immediately picked up the plate. But he was surprised when there was a lizard in the vegetable that may be deliberately left by Umi.

"Why Mas Izar?" tanya Umi approached her son.

"Astagfirullahalazim, it's closed and still enter this lizard," said Umi staring at the little vegetable.

"Udah Mi, no papa."

"Oh Allah, Mas Izar eat the same try Son? Last afternoon the vegetables were not passed anyway," said Umi behind Izar.

"It's a red onion, right Mi?" tanyanya while holding an onion.

"Yes Nang,"

"In a fried onion only Mi," said his son.

Umi immediately peeled the onion, then sliced and fried the onion slices.

"Oh Allah, son, it's been working until this night just eat fried onions," said Umi saw his son eat greedily with rice and fried onions only.

"No papa Umiku dear," he replied without seeing Umi and continued to enjoy the dinner.

After eating he immediately spread his body near the two sisters who had fallen asleep first. Umi soon approached her son, then would massage but he would not.

"Balurin balm only Mi, do not need in massage,"

"Why Nang?" ask Umi while looking for balm on the table.

"No papa Mi, this time Umi slept well already very malem,"

Hearing her son's words, Umi's heart was touched.

"May your tiredness be a blessing, son" Umi said as she kissed her son's forehead.