My Imam, my army

4 decisions

PART 4'S

"You're sure of the same decision, you?" those five words had sounded a little anxious at Salsa's hearing. Salsa put down her fork and spoon and turned to her mother with a confident smile.

"Life died Salsa, Salsa serahin with Allah Swt. mother. Salsa has always had the goal of helping the Palestinian state" Salsa said, looking at his mother.

"Dad support you, son. What people think is good in the eyes, do it. I'm sure you'll be home safe" his father said, smiling meaningfully. He loved what his daughter did. As long as it is useful to others.

"Why don't you help through donations, okay?" ask Mother. Can be seen, if the mother is still not willing to be left behind by the princess only wayangnya. The facial expressions and the look in the eyes have proven that Jihan-the mother of Salsa-does not want Salsa to go and visit the places of the****** in Palestine.

Salsa sighed before saying, "Mother... Salsa wants to help directly, use Salsa's own sweat. But it's not just Salsa there. Many other doctors from other areas. So, mommy just calm down. Salsa is okay. Mommy just needs to do the best for Salsa if it's there later," said Salsa so gently to convince the inner mother who conceived it for nine months.

"Yes, Mother. I support Salsa. We wish our daughter all the best. I'm sure that if our daughter comes home safe," Salsa's father reassured her by pulling her into a hug. Because, Jihan's eyes have been teary want to cry.

"But, the mother is not willing," said Jihan Lirih while accompanied by a slow cry. This made Salsa rise from her seat and embrace her mother. Salsa felt guilty for making her mother cry like this.

Then how, now? Will Salsa cancel going to Palestine for her mother and prepare her heart will be slashed sharper for attending her sister's wedding with Dirga? Salsa was sure, he would not be strong to see it all. He chose to volunteer in Palestine. It would be better if he was there to help Palestinian children and try to make his first love. Not only that, the reason Salsa left for Palestine on her own accord. He is very interested in helping the country with his physical directly without intermediaries.

"Mother will agree if you do one thing for you" Jihan told Salsa and wiped her tears.

"Whatever it is, Bun," said Salsa staring at the bead of her gloomy eyes.

"Mother wants you to go home safely, no matter how, mother does not want to know. Anyway, you have to survive,"

"Yes sure, Mother. Salsa will try to take care of Salsa. For Mother's sake, Salsa can. Don't be sad anymore, Bun. Salsa promised, would return home safely," Salsa said solemnly.

Jihan hugged the princess tightly. After asking for his parents' permission, Salsa's heart was relieved. Because his departure would not be a blessing if he did not get permission from his parents.

"When are you leaving, son? Let me get you some departure money and some money to get there" said his father softly.

"God willing, leave in three days, Dad. At the central hospital, there are seven specialists who volunteer. Added from other areas, again. Pray your best for Salsa Well, Bun," said Salsa so sincerely. Both her parents hugged her.

"Surely, Son, Sure."

***

Salsa had to go to the hospital because he had to finish all important data after he left the next three months. After all the documents were done he signed, he immediately tidied them up. Gathering his belongings to be stored in the closet when he left, so as not to dust. For a long time he was in the room of his pride. Until the room was clean and looked less filled.

Shortly knocking the door sounded.

"Lake in!" exciting Salsa.

"Assalamualakum," hail Rena.

"Tumben" said Salsa.

"Waalaykumsalam's chat. It's a lash," Salsa said as she placed a stethoscope on the pink box for storage.

"Gue saw your name on the list of Palestinian volunteers. Lo sure?" rena to the point.

Salsa nodded as she continued to tidy up the boxes of medicine to put in the cardboard that she would take again to the hospital dispensary.

"Why not talk, me?"

Salsa stopped her activities, turned to her best friend and smiled meaningfully at him. Then, Salsa approached and hugged Rena from behind. Rena is confused by him.

"Lo why? Tumben really stuck my cake gini," said Rena. But the girl did not refuse Salsa's embrace.

"Lo is my best friend. I'm not saying the same, because you must be barring me. So, I'm diem-diem. I'm sorry, baby," said Salsa beside Rena's face.

"But real, I really want to do this a long time ago, Ren. So, if you say the same, you will definitely laranf me. Again, sorry dry morry, babe. Not that I don't touch my sabahat. Lo notice?" salsa said again as she let go of her embrace of Rena and smiled sweetly at her sabahat.

"Gue knew enough to run away from trouble" Rena said suddenly. Rena approached Salsa and took turns hugging the girl.

"Gue knows enough, Sal. Because you don't want to see his marriage, Brother Dirga, with Ma'am Ara, right? If I were in your position, I would run away too. Because I can't see someone I love marrying another woman. Moreover, you nyimpen that feeling has been a long time, Sal. I love A plus, because you're such a strong woman. Be Siti Fatimah Azzahra who harbors her feelings for Ali. It would be better that way." Rena's tears came out for a long time because she saw how suffering Salsa felt. Salsa smiled in the recess of Rena's neck while tightening her arms.

"Thank you, you want to know me, Re. This time, I will not be patimon again. I will pray a lot" Salsa said on the sidelines of their long embrace.

"Patimony?" asked Rena while taking off her embrace and wiping away her tears.

"Heartbreaks fail to move on" Salsa said.

"What dah lo, ah, don't make me me mewek,"

"Oh yeah, when do you leave?"

"three more days,"

"Gue doain is best for you,"

"that's for sure Re, I didn't ask for it though, you'll still doain me the best, right?"

"What the hell didn't do to you?" the word Rena while imitating the style of a sissy. Salsa made me laugh.

"O Allah, warn this servant's friend" Salsa prayed.

"Lo's work!" yells.

Salsa was so lucky to make friends like Rena. With Rena, the burden is a little light because she always tells anything about herself to her best friend.