My son My spirit

Pinta in a Third of a Night

Niqy again raised both hands to ask for a miracle from Allah SWT. The groan is still flowing.

Oh Allah...I sincerely live out all the Fate You have laid out for me. I sincerely accept all that is Your decree

However...is it wrong if I wish for the success of my son?! :'((

Even if what I hope in each bow is not accomplished, please give me the strength to embrace my son the Lord. Clasping her hand tightly to return gave her reinforcement over the struggle she had been through. For the effort he has gone through, for the opportunity You have given him. For all the time he has lived with great zeal. Please accept my prayer, O Allah.

Niqy continued his hope by opening the Qur'an sheet by sheet. Chanting the holy verses of the Qur'an with tears of hope continued to wet his cheeks.

While in the room Nandi could not close his eyes because he was restless looking forward to the announcement. The heart gets louder every second thinking about when the morning comes.

Nandi came out of the room to take ablution water and perform Tahajud prayers.

Prayer and hope are always there to appease the heart that is worthy of You Lord.

Lord....Whatever the end result of the struggle I have been through, I hope it is the best answer of every prayer of my mother and my prayer. Thank God for giving me a chance to get through it all. With Allah willing, I will accept everything, and with Bismillah I will start from the beginning. May your resolve be the best. Aamiins.

The clock shows at 5 A.m.

The sound of chicken kokokan increasingly enliven the atmosphere that morning.

After performing dawn prayers Niqy prepares Nandi breakfast.

"The dawn prayer at Masjid Di?", asked Niqy when he saw Nandi enter the house.

"Yes Maa".

"Maaa..there is still canned milk that Nandi usually drinks?", asked Nandi who made Niqy surprised. Considering his finances are very thin.

Niqy went into the room, looking at the contents of her bag, which had only a few coins and two thousand dollars. Whichever else the salary hasn't come in. The search was in vain. Niqy also returned to the dining room to meet Nandi who was having a rough breakfast, Rice and fried eggs.

Niqy then took a glass and poured some drinking water.

"Dii.stok milk cans that Mama used to buy for Nandi had run out, and mama also not payday, earlier Nisa's mother's phone the financial part of the office was also not lifted, and so was the mother, not good mama's phone many times ntar disturb people's rest, just drink water first yaa", said Niqy

"Yes Maa, it's okay" Nandi said as he slowly sipped the water Niqy gave him

"Keep a minute mama want to go to SPN up what?", asked Nandi again

"Mommy must be there Di, don't think about it, Nandi must be excited, whatever the result" said Niqy

"Yes Maa..Then Nandi pamit first".

"Yes Nak.. careful good luck", Niqy hopes.

"Aamiin.makasih mama, Assalamualaikum", said Nandi who had been on a white green Honda beat motorbike who witnessed the journey process following the selection stage of Bintara Polri.

Time has shown at 7 am. Niqy is ready with neat clothes. Black dres depicting the situation of his heart which is always shrouded in disappointment, and combined with a golden cream-colored blazer the sign of hope is still there, although often tested with sadness.

Time passed, Niqy with her anxiety still kept asking every step of the way, O Allah please help me to get through this. Begging if there's someone who can help usher her in to her son's announcement. Anxiety continues to be felt as time continues to beat.