Love is Different Beliefs

Just contemplate alone

After the departure of Jhon, leaving himself at the new boarding houses, now Sinta lives alone, but he does not feel afraid or worried, quite the contrary, but instead, Sinta was happy because she finally got out of the luxury house owned by Merry.

Sinta also began to lay down her body, to relieve her fatigue, because from that time she always paced back and forth and had not had time to rest.

"Thank God I'm finally staying at the hostel again, it feels really relieved and I have to be excited because tomorrow is the first day I work in Rian's office, I don't expect to be given a special or light job, which is important for me to have a good job, that's enough and makes me happy."

While staring at the ceiling of the roof of the boarding house, Sinta imagined his simple life, because he never imagined a luxurious life or dreamed of being rich, it really never even occurred to her in the slightest mind Sinta.

What I hope for now is to want to make two parents happy, the result of my hard work, and also want to make her happy with what she has ordered , you must be a better person, be able to help others, and be a useful person, especially closer to the Creator.

I was born of a simple family, and religious knowledge was not as deep as others, I was just a layman but if I did my duty as a Muslim I would never leave, for whatever sake, because it has been a role model in my life, good is bad my worship but I have done it wholeheartedly and every time no one is ever missed, all I give is almighty, for he alone knows all things.

Cleaning the body already, fulfilling the obligation as a Muslim as well, now I have to do it again, said Sinta.

Because I only live alone, so I am confused to talk to whom, but do not be sad or complain, because all that will not change the reality, a lot of praying, just, to always be in the protection of Allah SWT. Aamiins.

What else should I do, maybe fill the time by tidying up the clothes, so as not to be too saturated, the more there is activity the more lost sense of loneliness in my soul.

kriook. kriooook, krioook.Sinta's stomach sounds rumbling.

"What sound is so clearly in my ears?

Ooh it turns out that someone asked for something from my stomach, maybe the worms collect the rations, Sorry, dear worms, I almost forgot to feed you, aah it turns out my stomach is hungry.

"Like his stomach feels sore, must find food where, while I am new here, but I must not complain or be sad, because there are no brothers or friends here, but I must not complain, let me look out, when someone sells food.

Then I felt the door of the hostel because it was about to find food, then opened the door perfectly wide, I looked straight ahead and glanced to the right and left, incidentally many sellers, but only one who is interested in my heart, namely the eyes are fixed on the seller of fried rice, then I approached him carefully and very slowly.

Thank God eventually there is a sale too, it turns out here quite rame, so if I want to eat whenever I can buy it, but I can not be wasteful, maybe tomorrow-tomorrow I will just cook it, so if I want to eat whenever I can buy it, to be more efficient.

Then I ordered one fried rice, and asked for it in the wrapper, because I wanted to eat it in the hostel.

After I bought the fried rice then went back to the hostels and opened the door and I immediately entered, for fear that anyone would see me, I'm not a fugitive or a criminal who is afraid of people, but I feel very ashamed, because there is no one I know here, except the mother of the hostess, that was only once as he delivered the keys to my room.

Actually whether it's still remembered or not if I met him again, because I saw the face of the boarding mother was just a glance, because, I did not focus too much on his face because I felt embarrassed and did not care, yes it is possible if he met me again he certainly greeted me, vice versa I will greet the people who are in here when meeting them, and as I remember the mother of the owner of these boarding houses her people are very kind and friendly, and as I recall, his voice was sweet he had a distinctive voice so there was no way I could just forget it.

I'm sorry for my favorite fried rice, and I'm sorry for the worms that are in there, but soon you will enjoy this fried rice, I began to open the rubber wrapped around the fried rice and I opened it very slowly, the fragrant aroma was already smelled, like this is delicious because of the smell that has tempted me and the more I want to immediately enjoy it, I take a spoon and I hold it very slowly, there is no resistance at all from the spoon, I take a spoon, yes, the more I hold him tightly, he remains silent.

My bismillah began to put the fried rice into a place to smooth the food so that I could easily swallow and digest, it turned out that the fried rice of the brother was delicious, very delicious, very delicious, I continue to enjoy it until it is perfectly clean, then followed by mineral water, Alhamdulillah perfect, then nik'mat thy Lord which you deny.

And it turns out that even though this afternoon I enjoy alone, but I do not feel bored or sad, either, I enjoy this life by busying myself even with just reading and doing my duty as a Muslim.

But after I finished doing my routine, I did not forget to get my device, a flat object that I always carry everywhere in my small bag, because it's very important if there's anything it's bound to sound and there's also messages left behind from the people I love and love.

Intended to contact my mother and father who were in my hometown, and I touched the flat object, so many messages Wathsaap came in, but I let it go first, he said, because I had the intention to contact my mother first, and it turns out looking for mother's mobile number is not difficult, because I have stored it in the top contact, because to facilitate the call, because to facilitate the call, then I press and connect to the number that is on the way, my heart shakes loudly, because I want to immediately hear the voice of the same father's mother who is there, because this heart is so long.

Tuuut, tuuut, tuuut, connected phone sign.

"Assalamu'alaikum? " my mother said from there.

I also quickly answered.

"Waalaikum salaam. "then I asked the news of my mother and father, and vice versa, he asked me how I was doing and how my work, I replied Alhamdulillah everything is fine.

I kept throwing words and questions at each other as to where the mother was with her child, who missed each other but was blocked by distance, and the last time my mother asked about the couple, I kept quiet for a moment, I kept silent, but my mother always called him inside that flat object, and I said jokingly so as not to get too tense.

Sorry Mom before, there was a handsome guy who liked me, he was nice and had everything, My mom like her was happy to hear that, but when she asked again, she asked, whether he diligently fulfilled his obligations, I fell silent again without a voice because I was confused what to answer, but mother did not keep silent just keep calling me, and I'm sorry I lied the reason the signal was not good, then I say goodbye and say insha Allah tomorrow in further yes ma'am, if the signal is good, I just excuse it because the weather, is indeed outside is a spatter.

But like her my mother did not calm her heart there, must have wondered on and the curiosity of the year was getting so-so, sorry I'm mom, because I can't be honest for now, I'm not, my love is big but the love for mother and father is no less great, but for now let me pendam first about the relationship with Jhon from mother and father, but for now, only Allah SWT knows about this feeling, I submit to him about this relationship my way of life and my future, I leave everything, ask for the best way, may Allah grant it, Aamiin " .

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