Lord, Accept My Repentance

The Plan Almost Successfully

"*Then whoever does good as heavy as zarrah, he will surely see (reply)nya*."

"And whosoever commits a crime as heavy as zarrah, he shall see (reply)."

(QS. Az-Zalzalah 99: Verses 7-8)

"Where-how? Have you started getting into our traps or not?" ask Lio who just came to the park with her other friend.

"Surely, dong! I want to hurry up and get him, see how broken his brother is!"

"Yes, let his big brother who is songong know what we feel first. Losing."

A few years ago, Gilang and his gang made a wild race by fighting the Bagas gang.

When the game began, suddenly the motorcycle driven by Bagas friend even screwed up to have an accident and even claimed the life of the man.

Bagas party alleged that it all happened due to the actions of Gilang and his friends, even had the motorcycle taken to the workshop to see if there was damage before.

However, there is still no. The accident was purely due to fate. However, Bagas' side still did not accept and still grudge with Gilang until now.

"Eh, did he kill you? No, right?" asked Arpan who was a little worried.

"No dong, until the Adeknya is destroyed," said Lio smiling by raising one eyebrow.

Arpan stared at his friends, he did not understand what his friends were thinking about who was smiling indistinctly.

***

"Bro, I saw Adek you earlier in the same park Bagas gang. You're not afraid? They are still vengeful and do nothing to Adek lu?" ask Gilang's friend who was lying on the bed that only fit two people.

"Huh? In park? She alone?" tanya Gilang was startled and immediately sat staring at her roommate.

"Yes, he's alone. Two more people are Bagas gang, there's Bagas and Arpan if I don't get the name wrong."

Gilang stood up and firmly clenched his hands, "Truly want to hijack their war apparently," growled Gilang pounding the wall slowly.

"Casual, Bro. We play beautiful first, we see what they want. Anyway, if you tell Adek you make them go away. He certainly did not want to, because he thought they did not make mistakes or macem-macem.

Better, you install GPS on your Adek phone. In order, you can know where it is. I think Adek you also often bring a cellphone, I see.

There will be no more cars or moge. If it's too much you see what they're doing.

Just now, you call us-us. Let's help you fuck up those jerks!" explained Gilang's friend who made Gilang speechless.

He nodded in agreement with what his friend said, "OK also your idea, tomorrow I return home first. I'd like to set the GPS on his phone."

"Well, if they can play neat. We should also be able to play neatly to avenge their treatment!"

***

"Nazwa .. wake up, son, it's 5 in the morning," called Mama Farhan who disturbed my sleep.

"Nazwa does not pray Auntie," I shouted and covered my ears with a pillow.

Tok to tok.

"Wake up or have your door broken?" ask the baritone voice with that cold face image.

I snorted in annoyance, couldn't they let me sleep any longer until the sun greeted me?

Walking with a sullen lips and pouting, I opened the door and there were two people waiting for me.

"Hehe, you're this. Her hair is like a lion," said Mama Farhan with a slight chuckle.

"Farhan to the Mosque first, yes, Ma. Assalamualaikum," greeting Farhan by taking the hand of his mother did not forget to kiss with reverence.

Whether it was the wind, I thrust my hand towards Farhan with my eyes closed, "What?" ask the voice while shaking my hand.

"Haha, that'sit. I don't think Nazwa has collected his life, you go to the Mosque" asked Mama Farhan to mediate.

I opened my eyes and rubbed them, there was no more Farhan, "Bring first, yes, Nazwa. Then we pray" said Mama Farhan and I.

I immediately took a towel and a change of clothes to the bathroom, "Oh, how am I going to do it anyway?" my grunts when I feel the coldness of the water in my skin.

"We pray here, yes," said Mama Farhan and immediately I.

Finally, we prayed in my room. I tidied my prayer equipment back to her place while Mama Farhan returned to the room that had once been occupied by Bang Gilang.

When I wanted to go to the kitchen, Mama Farhan called me to sit on the sofa with her.

"Auntie I'm shedding her hair, yes," said Mama Farhan smiling at me. I nodded and immediately sat down on the floor to make it easy to be kicked.

"Eh, don't be on the floor. Then you catch a cold" stopped Mama Farhan and made me look up to see her.

"Assalamualaikum," greet someone and enter the house.

"Waalaikumsalam, you go to school, son?"

"Yes, Ma" Farhan answered and I looked at him.

"Yaudah, get ready. Let's have breakfast together."

Farhan nodded with me who was now squatting because he was confused about how he was positioned.

"You're above me."

"Later, I'm having a hard time getting my baby's hair out."

"No, I can. Spots up!" tell Mama Farhan to pat the sofa next to her.

I finally got up and accidentally found Farhan smiling while wiping his eyes.

'Why? How come something's weird, huh?' my mind felt something wrong.

My hair in two by Mama Farhan, I smiled looking at my appearance that was like a child SD back.

"You're so pretty, really, baby," praised Mama Farhan.

"Thank you Auntie, it's also because of Aunt I'm giving up."

"Call Mama, will you, won't you?" mama Farhan asked carefully looking at me.

I looked directly at Farhan who was chewing breakfast, "Emm .. well Mama," I said immediately making the smiles of Mama Farhan and Mama now expand.

"You, what, don't wear Farhan's school uniform? You're not one school, are you?"

"Udah no Ma, I'm home schooled now" I replied as I ate my breakfast.

"So you went to school at home? What time?"

"At 7 or 8 o'clock, the teacher just came Ma."

Mama seemed to nod at my answer, "Later noon, Bang Gilang will come here. So don't go even if your school is done" said Farhan, who was not spoken to.

"Why is he?" just a little kepo.

"You see you, I don't know what he's talking about either. Kan, it's none of my business" she recalls every time she asked me about my life.

"God! How come you're Farhan?" reprimand Mama with the furrowed eyebrows.

"Gak papa Ma, just relax," I said so that Mama is not surprised by the atmosphere of this house that is somehow like.

Breakfast was over, Farhan left on the angkot. Mama and I chose to check the plants that we planted yesterday even though they were not full.

"Mama wasn't scolded by Mama's husband here?" I break the silence.

The middle-aged woman looked at me wistfully, eh, was I wrong? This makes me lazy to ask people.

"Mama's husband is dead" she said, which made me feel even more guilty.

"Eh, innalillah. I'm sorry Nazwa Ma, I have absolutely no intention of getting Mama hurt or remembering" said I, who was truly sorry.

Mama smiled and shook her head slowly, "Father, really. You're not wrong" he said, rubbing my head with his hands that weren't dirty.