Mystery of Small Shoes
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"Have you finished praying?" ask Rudi.
Sarah did not realize that she was the one Rudi was questioning, just passing by to the shoe storage. Seeing that his shoes were nowhere, he was shocked.
"This is your shoe, right?" the voice of a man added to his shock.
He saw that the man was holding his shoes that could not be said to be good anymore.
"Yes" he answered briefly.
"Thank you." Sarah took her shoes and left without paying any attention to the man who had taken them.
Half-run Sarah headed to her work unit and immediately opened her provisions.
"Wow, the lunch hour will be over soon," in a hurry he finished his provisions.
"Alhamdulillah." Soon he's fixing his container.
***
Elsewhere Rudi, a 34-year-old single man, the CEO at the company is still curious about Sarah, the woman who always catches his eye.
"Who is he?" The question was always in his head every time he came out of his office mushola.
**flashback**
As usual after lunch Rudi went straight to the mosque to perform Dzuhur prayer, he accidentally saw shoes that he thought were unique because of their small size and model like children's shoes.
"Could any employee bring their child to the office?"
He immediately abluted, and entered the mosque to pray in congregation with his servants, but he did not find a child in the mosque. He even had a glance at the place of female worshipers.
After the prayer, he saw that the shoes were still there. A week in a row he saw the shoes on the shelf mushola shoes, for a long time he was curious about the owner of the shoes that he never once met.
**flashback end**
"Mamaa...!" fabio's exclaim was pouring in from the daycare.
"Hi, assalamualaikum mama's son who sholeh," said Sarah while kissing her son.
"Wa'alaikumsalam beautiful mama."
"Let's say hello to Arini's mother" Fabio greeted the daycare manager.
"Till tomorrow, son. Assalamualaikum" said Arini while stroking Fabio's head.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Mother. Bio go home first, huh?" pamit Fabio to Arini.
"Mama's tired, huh? I got a massage." immediately massaged Sarah's legs.
Although the massage was not felt, Sarah was very happy to get the attention of her son.
"Udah, my mother's legs are no longer tired. Thanks, baby."
"Together, beautiful mother." Fabio got out of bed and took the TV remote
Sarah went to the kitchen to get some food and milk for Fabio. Fabio was playing while watching the tv show Upin and Ipin his favorite movie.
"Honey, spent, yes milk, mama wants to work first." Sarah put down a glass of milk and setoples Fabio's favorite pastries.
Fabio drank his milk a little and then ate the pastry that his mother had served in front of him while watching his favorite cartoon movie.
Sarah opened her laptop and started doing her odd job which was almost deadline. It did not feel the clock had shown at 8 pm, he saw Fabio was sleeping soundly in his bed which was actually only enough for one person.
The mattress was like teasing him to immediately follow his son to dreamland. Sarah also fell asleep next to her son.
At 2.30am Sarah wakes up to perform tahajud prayers and continues her work she left last night. He must finish his writing immediately and send it via email to his client. Sarah does have a brain that is smart enough, so she is able to do some other work outside her office hours.
Translator, content writer, transcriber, all those side jobs he went through without a significant obstacle other than sleepiness that is often tempting. He was determined to get a lot of money to finance his son. He never had any thoughts of asking for or receiving help and was in touch with the father of his son who had abandoned him while Fabio was still in his womb.
Those three jobs were what lived her when she conceived Fabio. Living in a small contract belongs to Sani's mother, an elderly widow who lives alone because her son is married and her son is assigned out of town. It was Sani's mother who accompanied her during childbirth. Sarah was like her own child.
It feels sad when you have to give birth without a husband. Nurses and people at the hospital asked where her husband, lucky Sani's mother could silence them by saying that she was her mother-in-law and Sarah's husband was on duty abroad.
Several times Ms. Sani's son, Sandy, came home to see her mother and of course she met Sarah and Fabio who were very small at the time. Sandy loved Fabio very much and thought of him as a child. He also proposed to Sarah several times, but Sarah rejected it subtly. Sandy and Sani's mother understand Sarah's decision to put off looking for her new life companion. Even so, Sandi did not give up hope to build a household with Sarah.
"Sar, you have to take care of your divorce. You have been separated from that man for too long. You have to clarify your status" Ms. Sani said one day.
"But Mom, Sarah doesn't know how. Sarah doesn't know where she lives now either" Sarah answered a bit of a lie.
She knew where her husband and family lived, only that she would never see him again. However, Sarah complies with Ms. Sani's advice and takes care of her divorce.
Because during the trial the man was not present and the subpoena never responded, the judge decided to divorce her husband.
"Alhamdulillah." Sarah thanked the judge for closing her ex-husband's chances of returning to her. Sarah feels her goal is becoming clearer now with her new status, which is to raise Fabio with all her might.
Since the departure of Sani's mother who followed her son living out of town, Sarah lives in the house together with Fabio. Sani and Sandi allow her to stay in the house because they know that Sarah has no relatives in the city.
Actually Sarah felt embarrassed because it continued to bother Sani and Sandi. He knew that Sani wanted to sell the house and settle down with Sandi.
Sarah decided to find a steady job so she could raise a little money to rent or buy a small house for her and her son
After applying here and there, finally Sarah was accepted to work as a writer in an online media that is quite prestigious with a decent salary. SLC media, the name of the company where he worked since 2 weeks ago.
