Love Fruit Simalakama

It's a Test

Aisha raised her hand to the great God, she read al-fatihah's letter with a tartil and enjoyed every reading she spoke. every life will be a test whether it is a hope that has never been achieved or an event that befalls life that leaves a deep trauma and never forgotten.

After Zahra lost her wallet they were both very panicked and confused about what to do and the food they both had not been paid for, but because the housekeeper's mother was kind-hearted, he only told them to wash the dishes and the glasses were hefty piled up behind the restaurant, after finishing washing the dishes and glasses they then went to the mosque which is quite close from the restaurant cuisine padang.

"Sha how dong," whined Zahra to Aisha after finishing the ashar prayer, Aisha who was asked even more confused about what to do.

"I also don't know Ra," Aisha said as she sat beside Zahra with a lethargic and resigned look.

"We went to the vocal selection office first how!?" zahra's proposal while holding Aisha's hand, Aisha then agreed because Zahra told her many times that the distance from the place was not too far away, they then rushed to the vocal selection place to follow the selection that may soon be closed.

The atmosphere in the city is very much different from the atmosphere in the countryside. In the city the noise of vehicles sounded as if it did not stop, several times the sound of vehicle horns that deafen the eardrum, he said, in contrast to the place of those in the countryside who every morning greeted with the chirp of birds that were perched on the branches of shady trees with a breeze that spoils the body.

After arriving in front of the building where the selection is large enough they are welcomed by the security guard right in front of the gate.

"Hallo good afternoon, there's something I can help you with" said Satpam as he stepped his foot towards them.

"Hello sir, I want to follow the vocal selection of the voice of the pack is this really the place?" ask Zahra.

"Yes right but these brothers seem to come very late yes, soon the selection will be closed soon," said the security guard while looking at the clock in his left hand.

"Ohh thank you sir!" zahra shouted while pulling Aisha's hand towards the building while running small in the hallway area to make a noise that was quite rowdy, Aisha just resigned while following Zahra's steps that stepped very fast.

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A woman with glasses and a scarlet-colored veil mixed with blue was about to close the door with her left hand slowly, on her neck there was an identification card to the Sholawat vocal Selection clerk, who had a vocal selection, but from a distance he was shocked by the sound of very noisy footsteps that echoed along the hallway of the building.

"don't stay closed!!" A woman ran while holding someone behind her.

"Hello sister, I'm sorry my name is Zahra and this is my friend Aisha who wants to participate in the vocal selection of sholawat," she continued.

"Hello is also a sis, but it seems like the selection has been closed, yes" he replied while raising his eyebrows.

"our brother please, we come from outside the city, sister," whined Aisha while showing a pleading gaze to him.

"Well, you guys from out of town care about it!?" hardik the woman pursed her lips.

"love us a chance, brother," Zahra pleaded with him.

"You are very disturbing indeed in the announcement also written when the closing is five in the afternoon!" The regretful woman exhaled heavily while closing the door of the room.then, walking left the two of them who only resigned with a desperate look.

"Zwa!?" A man's voice rang out loudly calling out to the woman while walking towards her.

"Why Dean?" Ask the girl.

"These brothers want to participate in the selection as well, why don't you just open the door for a selection that does not take long, right?" said the man while looking straight at the woman.

"But the time is up" said the woman.

" They have come here Zwa does not appreciate them even though they come late, maybe they also have other activities that we do not know," let the man defend his opinion in order to give them a chance.

"Heuh, yaudah come on who wants selection get ready to enter the room!" she shouted as she put her feet back into the room.

"Where's Mr Dito Zwa?" ask the man.

"Home home" the woman.

"Judah, I am the one who shares the value."

"As far as you go, I'm talking to you" she said.

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After following the selection of Aisha and Zahra rushed to go to the nearest mosque, the selection did not take long Aisha only asked to introduce herself and bring one sholawat which was then assessed by the committee.

"Hi, you guys want to go straight home?" ask a man named Dean when they get to the entrance of the building.

"We want to go to the mosque first" replied Zahra.

"Oh so, okay be careful on the road ya."

" Good brother."

" Oh yes, brother, thank you for the help earlier if there is no brother do not know again how it goes," said Aisha thanking Dean.

"Neverything, it's Nazwa who's a bit rude" said Dean told them the name of the woman who had first met.

"O brother, we are first afraid of the maghriban in the street," said Zahra then they walked towards the mosque leaving the place of selection, in front of the gate Satpam greeted the two of them with a friendly smile.

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The sound of the Adhan echoed in the ceiling of the city, the sound of takbir reverberating beautifully, some bats flying nimbly even though their numbers were not as much as in the countryside. Vehicles on the road grew dense the noise of horn sounding broke the hustle and bustle of the city, the dust flying freely because of the tires of cars and motorcycles passing by.

"Ra gmna we go home?" aisha asked with a sad look.

"I also don't know Sha," Zahra replied with a gaze that was not much different from Aisha's.

"Tonight we sleep where Ra is?" aisha said with tears in her eyes.

"If my father knew I was here what he was going to do Ra, I was afraid" he continued, shedding tears.

"Well, Sha, I don't know, I'm confused too" Zahra said, hugging her knee.

It flashed in their minds a wild shadow of how they were proceeding with life, how they were going to eat tomorrow, bathe or just to change clothes. Whether tomorrow they will beg or busk or even sell themselves just to go home.

One or two drops of tears came out of the eyeball which then flowed a warm stream on their face.Eyeballs that look beautiful over time turned red sadness. What do they need to do to survive in this city?

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