Lord, Accept My Repentance

Get Out of the House

"*Surely if you are grateful, then I will add (merciful) to you, but if you deny (My mercy), then surely My punishment is very heavy.” (QS. Ibrahim verse 7*)

I woke up at 5 Dawn, there was a sound of naji from the mosque which was not far from my new residence.

My stomach hurts, or maybe my ulcer relapses and colds? A couple of times this burp came out of my mouth.

[Mbak, sorry I forgot my coffee money last night. This, yes, Ma'am. Today I did not copy first, not feeling well because hehe,] I sent all the proof of transfer to the digital wallet account cafe waiter.

After sending a message, I got out of bed to look for a medicine that I knew was in the kitchen.

Holding my tummy and disheveled hair, I limped into the kitchen withstanding the pain.

"You why?" ask someone who surprised me until my shoulder is lifted. I looked at him who seemed to be getting ready for the mosque.

"It seems to catch a cold," I replied then biting on the lower lip to keep the pain down.

"Wait a minute, go back to the room and I'll bring you some medicine and some leftovers last night" he explained and passed from my presence.

I raised my lower lip and already wanted to get angry at her, what was she saying just now? Leftover food? I eat that?

I shook my head in disbelief and returned to my room, sitting on the edge of the bed that was not as tender as the old house.

"I want to know who's in my room now. Did you bring your new wife into that house?" my curious mutter.

Because the last I heard when Bang Gilang and Dad had a fight, Bang Gilang said that he found Dad making out with his woman and I saw the same thing.

I wondered if it was just her toy woman or even the woman she loved.

"Well, eat!" the orders of someone who is already in front of me. Looking up to stare at the plate containing fried chicken as well as the sausage nearby.

"Where did you buy it?" ask me to take my eyes off.

"Don't know, given by a private driver from your house."

I nodded in understanding and turned my eyes, "When did he come here?"

"Last night, just like you and Bang Gilang weren't here. Quickly eat and take medicine, it is almost time this morning. I'll be late!" it was her anger that almost made me chuckle.

I decided to take the plate from his hand, and he put the medicine and water on the nightstand next to my bed.

"Udah, go there! Why is it still here?" throw me at him when I'm not moving.

"Eat it, I'll accompany you first to make sure you actually eat it" he explained as he sat beside me.

Not resisting and talking a lot, I ended up eating slowly without much protest whatsoever.

"Your father and my father used to be close friends or even best friends, My father has the same company as your father.

However, my Papa's efforts aren't as successful as yours. Until finally, Papa was short of capital and your father reached out.

Not just once, when my brother was going to college and Mama gave birth. At the same time, Papa also had an accident.

Until finally, I saw that your family came to the religious courthouse at that time. More precisely just you.

And at the same time, I saw your father who of course I recognized his face. He told me or even asked me for help.

Nothing could make me refuse that, not from the school to tell me because of your mother?" obviously Farhan with me who was instantly speechless as he explained the story.

I was silent and had no intention of sticking up his words, I just put food in my mouth so that the pain was a little less.

"Somehow did you meet Bang Gilang's enemies, but I want you to stay away from them.

Want them to sit next to you or in front of you, never want to and accept them. You go straight from there.

There is no term women will be made queen by her male friends, women are the prey of men as long as the man is not the mahram," he continued as a Ustadz.

"And now, are you with me? Do you want to nab me? Get away from me then!" kick me out of this room immediately.

He patted his thigh and let out a rough breath, "Alright, I'm going to the mosque. After this, you take medicine, take a bath and pray. Do not sleep again, immediately clean up the house because your teacher will come in the morning and I have to go to school," he said that I did not want to hear nor did I ask.

The door that opened was closed with him coming out of my room, I put the plate into the nightstand and stared at the door with emotion, "Who is the one who can manage me? Cih, you shitty shit!"

Even though Farhan I cursed all out, but I don't know why I keep following what he said.

This morning, Bibik Farhan had already come before he left for school, "Bi, please accompany Nazwa, yes. I want to go to school first" he told Bibik before he left for school.

At 8 he said the teacher who was going to teach me arrived. Now, I'm sitting on the couch because I cleaned up the house.

I also have breakfast fried rice made by Farhan, if I may give thumbs up. I'll give him my four thumbs.

"Gue wants to stay with my friends back, besides you've got someone to look after. So, I'm safe. Remember my message, stay away from them all. They're not good for you!" bang Gilang pointed to my face.

A large, full-looking backpack was already on his back, "Where are you going?" I still look at the bag.

"Are you deaf? I told you I'd go to my friend's!"

"Why bring that much stuff?"

"Do you think I can live with money of such little value from the man who casually gave money to his new family? Of course not, I don't like this little house either. Frowsy! I'm having a hard time breathing" he wrote, looking around the house.

"You're having a hard time breathing not because the house is small, but you're the one who's about to die!" I sneered and passed from before him, "you'd better repent!" I went into the room intending to pick up the book by shouting at Bang Gilang.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, look at this room and compare it to the room that used to be. Really, this room is nothing.

In fact, there is only one bathroom and it makes me a little trouble because I have to hang out with other family members.

However, it is calm here. I don't have to hear; mockings, the sound of falling things, snapping and sometimes punching.

At least, this is much better for my mental and mental well-being than that big house.