Not as Beautiful as Angan

Her soul is far away

After Mr. Jati and his three younger siblings Cempaka arrived home.

Bu Sekar and Cempakapun set off for a village that is quite far from the village.

They will meet smart people who are said to be very intelligent, d6 see the soul mate and future of people, through his vision.

"Still far away buu?" Cempaka was impatient. Because they have been on the road long enough.

"Get down from this vehicle, we're on the vehicle that's headed there. About an hour later we just got to his house mak Ijah." Said Bu Sekar whispering.

"Lumayan far away is also buu"

Cempaka yawned sleepily, because he was sleepless all night at the peuyeum at his home mak Inah.

"Don't sleep ah, let's go down. In that front fork.

From there we take another transport that goes to his house mak Ijah. We walk for fifteen minutes. Just arrived at his home mak Ijah" Bisik bu Sekar again.

"Iya buu" Cempaka said as she returned. His eyes could no longer compromise.

He's already sleepy heavy. At last... She fell asleep on her mother's shoulder.

"Cempaka, wakeup! It's over" Ma Sekar woke up his son.

"Emh.., very sleepy buu" Sahut Cempaka lazy.

"Wake up! Arrived!" Said Bu Sekar again.

After Cempaka woke up, they also took a vehicle that took him to his home mak Ijah.

Half an hour later, they got off the vehicle. Then continue on foot to his home mak Ijah.

"Hopefully my mother is at home." Bu Sekar broke the silence. He opened the conversation.

"Where do you like to go?" Ask Cempaka who still looks sleepy.

" Well, I like someone to go to the patient's house" Sahut bu Sekar.

"What are you inviting?" Cempaka still doesn't understand.

"If there are patients who are lazy to come here, or can not come because of something, they like to pick him up here, and treated in their respective homes" said Bu Sekar.

"Oohs... So buu"

"We've reached neng, come on!" Bu Sekar stopped his steps right in front of the stage house painted in clean white.

"This is your house?" Cempakun also stopped his steps. He looked at the stilt house before him.

It looks clean with a fairly large page.

"Let's go in!"

From the page came the chanting of the holy verses of the Qur'an which I was laying on.

Sounds soft in the ears.

"Alhamdulillah... My mom is at home." Bu Sekar smiled happily. Because the person in his car is in his house.

"Where would you know if my mom was home?" Cempaka.

"The one who is reciting the holy verses of the Qur'an is mak Ijah. He is at home always teaching and teaching, son!" Said bu Sekar.

"Oohs... Her voice is sweet too, ma'am." Cempaka was amazed by the voice of mak Ijah.

Bu Sekar nodded his head.

"Assynoltom..." Say bu Sekar loudly.

"Waalaikum... Just come in, the door's not in the lock" said Sahut from the inside. The sound of the holy verses of the Qur'an stopped immediately.

"Mother, healthier?" Bu Sekar was making small talk.

"Alhamdulillah... Healthy" Legally

amiably.

" Mak ma'af, our arrival has been disturbing" said Bu Sekar again, he asked ma'af. Because it has stopped the routine mak Ijah.

"It's okay, not at all disturbing" he said softly.

"This is mom's son too? What's name?" Mak Ijah looked gently at Cempaka's face.

"Yes mak, his name is Cempaka. Her sister Bunga just got married a few months ago that."

Bu Sekar explained.

"Oohs... Da... Yeah..." Legally.

"Yes, I feel sorry to see it. I am so sorry for rejecting someone who wanted to ask for it." Bu Sekar feels guilty.

"It is not the fault of Sekar, it is all the tests of Allah SWT that must be passed by Cempaka neng" Mak Ijah calmed Sekar bu.

"Regarding his soul mate how is mak? Try in the open" please"

Pinta bu Sekar's.

Mak Ijah was silent while closing his eyes in a few words.

"It looks like it's still a long time" he said briefly. The answer that made Cempaka's heart feel at the end of something that was so painful.

"I'm sorry mak Ijah, that's all that this mother saw.

It looks like his soul mate from the south, but it's still a long time" he said again while looking at Cempaka's face gently.

"When is mom?" Bu Sekar seemed curious.

"Then my mother doesn't know"

Answer mak Ijah again.

"Yes, then mom, we say thank you mom. We say yes mak, Assalamualaikum" said Bu Sekar

farewell to mak Ijah.

"Goddessalam..."Sahut mak Ijah's.

"Mom, how's buu? He said it's still a long time my soul mate"

Cempaka lesu.

"We pray sincerely, hopefully Allah SWT can bring your soul mate closer, if it is still far away" Ms. Sekar

he calmed his heart Cempaka.

"Iya buu" Sahut Cempaka lethargic.

Until he got home, Cempaka kept silent and did not comment anymore.

He felt desperate to hear his words mak Ijah earlier.

"We are looking for another smart person who can attract and bring your soul mate closer. Don't despair yet"

Entertain bu Sekar, when he saw his son silently pensive not passionate.

"See mom, I got confused myself. Why should I experience something like this? I'm so worried, Mom, my sisters are all grown up. Moreover, Carnation, he is now twenty years old, I am twenty-five years old, how is this buu?" Cempaka complains about his fate.

"Hopefully tomorrow your soul mate will come, son! Mak Ijah said it was still far away, it was he said.

Mak Ijah is a human like us - we have not been too thoughtful! There will be you who are sick." Entertain bu Sekar,

Deep in his heart, he felt regret for bringing his son to his place mak Ijah.

He wanted to comfort her

from the incident last night Cempaka time in the peuyeum at his home mak Inah.

He did not know that Ijah's vision of Cempaka would be so.

"I'm nothing buu, it may have been my fate like this buu. But, if possible, do not let me be stepped on by my sisters. I don't want mom, I'm ashamed that my sister got married first." Cempaka Gumam.

It did not feel like his eyelids had been filled by a clear circle that forced him to get out of place.

With a single soft blink, the clear circles fell wet his cheeks.

Cempaka was crying in silence.

He felt completely helpless. She's weak.

No power at all.

It turns out. hospitality does not support in the easy soul mate.

High school just makes him feel alone.

Will the diligent worship not make his prayers immediately in ijabah?

Does his sense of care all this time, not make it easy for his soul mate?

Anger, disappointment, despair are also wounds, firmly enthroned in the soul.

I try to wash my body with ablution. Hopefully it can cool a piece of heart that is hurting and sore.