
Citraland Hertasning Housing
The bell rings at ten o'clock in the night. Aziz, who was on the first floor, chose to move from his seat and opened the door of the house. He saw Aher look messy. Her hair is starting to go unkempt. Even the clothes he was wearing looked crumpled.
"Let's go in" Aziz asked.
Aher did not answer, he went in and sat down on the sofa. "Tonight I spent the night in your house" Aher said, leaning his head against the sofa.
"Yes. How then? What's your proposal to receive?" ask Aziz.
Amrita, who had just come from the kitchen to make coffee for her husband, frowned to see Aher in a mess. "What happened to Om Aher" murmured Amrita.
"Mas, Om Aher why else. Was his proposal rejected?" amrita asked in a whisper while nudging her husband's arm.
"I don't know either. Let's do your job" Aziz replied and sat down on the floor. Aziz begins to help his beloved wife, working on endless college assignments. Starting from the duties of Anfisman, Physics, Botany, TSP, entrepreneurship and other subjects.
"Darling, you're doing physics work. For the report let me do it" Aziz said while taking over the typewriter and HVS paper from his wife's presence.
"Yes, Mas. Thank you for my medicine" said Amrita smiling.
"Hiks, hiks, hiks..why do you guys make out in front of me.didn't you guys know that I'm breaking up" Aher said.
"Haha. Um, did I not hear wrong and not see wrong? Oh, my God, Om... This time I saw a grown man crying. What a painful breakup" Amrita's laughter broke and spoke as she pleased. Of course Amrita laughed. Just this time he saw an adult crying a mouthful. Like a daughter who is upset by love.
"Darling" Aziz called his wife and shook his head. Ask his wife not to laugh.
"Amrita, my heart hurts Amrita. What should I do, Amrita, Aziz, I'm confused right now" Aher said. The pain made her smile that had been visible all this time, somehow disappeared to where.
"Don't regret what happened. God gave you a chance but you wasted it. If you want to cry, cry. If you want to laugh, laugh. The decision is in your hands, let go or drift in regret" explained Aziz.
"I want to end my life, Aziz" murmured Aher helplessly.
"Please if you want to kill yourself. But don't kill yourself in my house. I still want to sleep with my wife instead of sleeping in bars" Aziz said. "Before you commit suicide, I suggest you search the word of Allah letter of An-Nisa verses 29-30" continued Aziz.
"No need to search, let me just read" Amrita said.
اَمْوَالَكُمْ بَيْنَكُمْ بِالْبَاطِلِ اِلَّآ اَنْ تَكُوْنَ تِجَارَةً عَنْ تَرَاضٍ مِّنْكُمْ ۗ وَلَا تَقْتُلُوْٓا اَنْفُسَكُمْ ۗ اِنَّ اللّٰهَ كَانَ بِكُمْ رَحِيْمًا"
Translations
"O you who believe! Do not eat each other's possessions in a way that is false (not true), except in a trade that applies on the basis of liking among you. And do not kill yourself. Verily, Allah is Most Merciful to you"
وَمَنْ يَّفْعَلْ ذٰلِكَ عُدْوَانًا وَّظُلْمًا فَسَوْفَ نُصْلِيْهِ نَارًا ۗوَكَانَ ذٰلِكَ عَلَى اللّٰهِ يَسِيْرًا
Translations
"Whoever does so by transgressing the law and unjustly, We will send him into Hell. That is easy for God"
"I want to sleep, I don't want to kill myself" Aher said, closing his eyes.
Aziz continued typing. This time it was no longer a report he typed but a Basic Pharmaceutical Introduction Task that could not be handwritten, but rather typed using a typewriter. It's not all students want, but it's a direct rule made by Laboratory Assistants. Who inevitably must be obeyed by all students who take the Department of Pharmacy on the Campus.
"Mas, here's the blanket. Just the one who covers Om Aher's body. It's not good if I do it" Amrita said, handing over a thick blanket to her husband.
Aziz smiled and took the blanket from his wife's hand. Then he got up from his seat and covered part of his best friend's body. When he finished, Aziz sat down next to his wife.
"Mas, do we do the task and TP (Introduction Task) in the room only?" ask Amrita. "If it's noisier here, Om Aher can't sleep" he continued.
"Here you go. Tonight you'll know for yourself how Aher slept" Aziz replied.
After hearing her husband's answer. Amrita continued her writing. He began writing answers sent by his friends in the watshap group. Just looking does not mean Amrita does not help with the task, but the part he has been working on, from number one to number three. And the answer he had sent before his friends sent answers number four to number fifteen.
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At one o'clock in the evening, Aziz had finished typing the preliminary task. Long enough to complete the task of the primaries of Basic Pharmacy. Long because not only the answers are typed, but the problem must also be typed.
"Darling, have you finished writing?" ask Aziz while tidying up the HVS paper containing the answers and questions.
"No, Mas. Here's one more number" Amrita replied.
"Yes already. You finish it first, after that we rest" said Aziz . "My dear spirit" he smiled.
"Hehehe. Ready for my medicine" Amrita smiled back and wrote back the last answer. Fifteen minutes later, Amrita had finished writing all the answers to her duties.
"Mas, let's go to bed. My eyes started to get heavy and it was very difficult to open again" Amrita asked.
"Come" Aziz asked. Aziz and Amrita went up to the second floor and entered the room.
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The birds begin to sound. Mark that the morning has greeted. On the first floor, Aher was still fast asleep. He who slept last night on the sofa relaxed now moved on the sofa bed.
"Mas, I woke up first huh. I want to cook first" whispered Amrita in her husband's ear.
"Wait for me, baby" Aziz asked to open her eyes. After gathering his life, Aziz shifted the blanket that covered his body.
"Let's go, baby" Aziz asked. He and Amrita went down to the first floor. Aziz approached Aher while Amrita chose to go to the kitchen to cook.
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Aziz, Amrita and Aher are having breakfast together. This morning's menu is just tempeh, vegetable long beans mixed with fried tofu sprinkled with soy sauce, and eggs red sauce.
"Aziz, today I'm not going to the hospital. Please allow me yes" explained Aher after chewing his food.
"Do you think we're in school. As if your voice said permission" said Aziz nagging his best friend.