My Best Friend's

Episode 19: Bismillah #1

Two things made Eve cry this morning. The first when he woke up from his sleep. He dreamed of seeing the mother who hugged him, very tightly. That was her real mother. Laluketika the mother took off her embrace, and suddenly left. Eve tried to reach her mother, but she was late. The mother disappeared in the glare light.Then she returned alone. In a place he does not recognize.

Then when he had breakfast. He felt a very lonely. Make him shed tears again.

This morning, he's going to school. It can't take too long to take a vacation. It has to drain the brain to catch up.

 He misses Anna. They still communicate through cyberspace. Like whatsaap. skype, mesengger, or reply to each other comments on posts uploaded by one of them. By texting a few times. For telephony very rarely the end of this. Through the dream also several times . One form of communication that incarnates in sleep.

 He fixed his school uniform. Bismillah... This time for the first time, he walked out of the house

the school wears a hijab. After several times he looked towards the mirror in his room, to make sure there was no mistake. By wearing a hijab, will cover the strands - strands of long hair.

 The skirt he was wearing was long. Now he is closed. Hopefully with his all-round appearance

this close, could be that new beginning. The beginning to get better. Eve felt like she was reborn.

 In the car, sambi into the street through the car window, Eve's mind again glazed. Long ago, when my mother

still alive, his mother is a very gentle and wise role model. Do anything with compassion and eyes full of sincerity. His mother was never angry, just advising. His mother also rarely forbid, just by giving understanding. Which is good to do.

 His mother used to shalehah. His mother always wore all-covered clothes with shar'i clothes. Always wear takwa clothes. Never miss a five-time prayer.

 Eve used to be very diligent in worship. Although not wearing a hijab. Eve likes ablution the most, because she can all play water. It was very cold when the water touched his skin. Feels fresh.

But when his mother was gone... Eve did things less and less. Especially when she knew she was going to have a new mother. He completely abandoned it when he was six years old.

He was still afraid, because what kept turning around in his head was that the stepmother was always evil. She thought the stepmother would always torture and scold her stepson, without the slightest mercy. But it turns out she was mistaken, not all stepmothers are like that. Because his stepmother is very good, and always gives expensive items.

Eve was very hesitant to ask anything from her stepmother, even until this moment. It did not feel the car he was riding had arrived in front of the school gate. Eve woke up from her daydream. He thanked the driver and got out of the car.

He said bismillah, and again strengthened his heart. Today he will appear in all-covered clothes, with a hijab accent that covers the strands of his hair. He moved his feet towards the gate.

And he really did not expect, everyone seemed stunned when he saw him appear in a new style, using a hijab. He thought later he would be considered sok alim, but apparently he was mistaken again. Everything was completely beyond her expectations.

"Eve... Is this really you, Dad? Pretty fuckin..."

"Any! Pangling I saw it! Keliatan different! You look even more beautiful!"

"Congratulations on his guidance... Hopefully by wearing a hijab you can better take care of your aura. I'm doain.... I hope it's a good start, yeah..."

Those were some comments from people he met as he walked into class. Eve moved. He did not expect the response from people as good as this. Very positive for him. Some of his friends, or his upperclassmen who knew him, who had been wearing the hijab for a long time, congratulated Eve for the guidance he received.