Not Glass Cans

54. Sin Bearer

Meeting a rare look unexpectedly, my despair was like being whipped by a wanderer with a whip of his spoils amarasuli! A spring of steps followed them with a video phone that stayed on in hand. Their friendly video is already quite limited to the entrance. The ticket tearing employee made me bounce back.

"El, nyelip from where? I just wanted to call, you!" Irgi's worried look kept me calm.

"Sorry, Gi. Kebelt.." I show my white teeth. Irgi held back his smile.

"Come, El ! Yuk, we're in." Irgi asked me to approach two ticket-tearing officers.

The Irgi seat number can be on the edge near the cinema wall. With Irgilah on the sidelines. Even though the one on the sidelines is the number of seats on my ticket. We sat in the number four row from the back, and were quite retarded indeed. Hope Juan doesn't sit in the back seat, who might see me.

Just a moment of probing, my eyes were stuck in the middle position, three rows of benches in front of me. That's..Juan Sejoli has been sitting there. Precisely, it was Grace that remained in a spoiled dress in Juan. Two-faced woman! If I were not reluctant to the ban on playing mobile phones, I would certainly make their second recording.

The comedy Warkop DKI film that became an entertaining event, seemed very useless to me this time. Although the lights have gone out and Juan's lovebirds are only faint in the dark, I still don't focus on the content of the film that the rumors are quite good.

Remember with Leakon Cintia at that time. Salon girl when I dinner with Anthony Lung in Garju Ocean Seas who had berghibah exciting with me. Cintia said, Anggun has a lover in Switzerland. And parted just like that, without any apparent dissolution. Was the undisclosed lover Juan? Did Juan also go to school and work in Switzerland, as did Anggun?

Eventually the lights were turned back quite bright. And only I understand that the Warkop DKI Reborn movie has run out of playtime, without me feeling the storyline. Only I know, Irgi was so noisy beside me with a giggle and a joyful laugh when the film was in the screening.

Likewise with the audience front, back and side me, they are like racing a laugh I think. Although there are also some who fall asleep and wake up when the light. Can Juan and Anggun laugh like them? Or I'm the only one not in the mood... Ah, loss of me...!

"Eh, you're up, El!" Irgi was astonished as I stood faster than him.

"I'm not sleeping, Gi. Beelet!" This time I did not cheat. Not wanting to be a bully, I hold a little water in my kidneys.

"How many times do you want, El? If you watch it again, just wear diapers, don't hold it, El !" Irgi grinned when I sneered at him. Fortunately without any noise, but just whispering.

Me and Irgi came out early before Juan. The two lovebirds were still sitting quietly when I last looked. I followed Irgi into a quick exit, hoping not to briefly meet Juan and Anggun. I just want to fight at the most appropriate time, armed with a very easy record I got accidentally!

Uda Fahri has come, much faster than I thought. Even Riana has not come out of office 21. I had to stay in Irgi by myself, sitting in the park next to Nagoya Hill.

"Come again, whenever you want, El ! My cafe is open to welcome you!" Irgi called out one last time to me.

"Sure, Gi! Thanks welcome! " I exclaimed at Irgi before going to see uda Fahri who had been seen waiting for me.

Uda Fahri had been dipping between the car's pace, overtaking another vehicle splitting the highway.

"You're bringing it faster, huh El ?!" Uda Fahri said from the steering chair in front.I chose to sit in the back.

Uda Fahri already seemed to fly just forward the taxi. I also just stopped with the action.. Resisting the tension...Exciting.and fun I feel!

"What are you chasing?!" Curious about his intentions. The way to drive this time, much different when driving me off.

"You want to quickly take Elsi to the hotel. Uda has a promise with friends, join Isya' worshipers to the Great Mosque, Batam Center." Uda Fahri calmly replied. Not the way he took a taxi. I believe his words.

"Uda Fahri can take me once to the Mosque?" Doubtful actually... I'm without a veil.but I really want to!

"Goddess, Elsi? With pleasure, follow the uda to the Mosque!" Uda Fahri was heard to answer happily.

"No problem, El. Your friends are many like you there" uda Fahri's answer seemed calm. Less is my doubt!

"Alright, uda. Take me!" Is it true, in the Great Mosque there are many who do not veil?

Doubt I missed break even when I arrived at the area inside the Great Mosque. Indeed, many women worshipers do not hijab like me. With ordinary clothes, or even with uniform. It looks like they're factory employees who just got home from work. And want to do congregational prayer after work.

Uda Fahri left me, went to join the friends waiting in the front porch of the mosque. Uda Fahri's friends were very polite, just looking at me for a glance and then throwing a glance or even looking down. Trying not to see me repeatedly. Either they lower their eyes on me or just disgust me?! Hu.hu..

My sense of pedal strengthened again when I entered the mosque after ablution. Women like me are many. However, there is a contrast here. Even veiled women are not less. It amazes me, a choice of shari'i that I rarely see in my city. But this...I saw a lot of live. If women are hooded I'm no wonder. It's veiled.with clothes that are all black... Ah...Uniquely Batam!

After Isya', I also carry my maghrib who passed. I surrender to the response of my Lord, the important thing is still my efforts.

It felt sad, when the veiled women turned out to come up to me and greet me! Their delicate hands tightly shook me, though they seemed to have passed in a hurry.

My message to uda Fahri has not been read, let alone answered. I ignored my tattered clothes compared to the veiled women who shook my hand just now.

I descended the stairs to the ground floor of the Great Mosque. It was like being in a mini market. There are many stalls that sell a variety of clothing, souvenirs, cosmetics, drugs - either chemical or herbal and books. I also saw a large library and offices lined up. There are cafes and food stalls. If it wasn't for my clothes, I'd like to go around for a while and buy some memories here.

Intending to go back, I passed the office next to the library. I sped up my steps, saw many men, some in cocoa clothes and some in tie suits. They came out of one of the offices of the mosque. No longer dare I glance, my gaze straight down, quickly stepping past them. I am ashamed of my appearance.

"El..!" Maak...The natureak! My lord's voice! Really is?!

"Els ! Is that really you?! What are you doing here?!" Garrick's voice was right beside me. I quickly found out, and rightly so, he's my master Garrick. And it seems wonder to look at me.

"Sir.. You too, why are you here?!" Let's be disrespectful, I'm curious too. Why is Garrick here?! I did not expect, met the ferocious in the neighborhood of the Great Mosque.

"Pick up tourists from Aceh, El. They'll stop by Palm Spring Beach, Nongsa and stay at my hotel." Garrick kept talking to me.

"You haven't answered, El. Why are you here?" Garrick asked quietly, some people like they are waiting for him.

"Say prayers, sir." I answer briefly. I want to quickly return to the porch top porch, maybe uda Fahri has been waiting.

"Who brought you?" Garrick wasn't happy asking me.

"Taxi, sir. The taxi driver was waiting for me on the porch. I say yes, my lord !" I can't wait Garrick replied.

"El..! You can ride in my car!" Garrick was heard shouting from behind. For the sake of reluctance, I turned back for a moment.

"Thank you. I have a taxi. Assalamu'alaikum, lord!" I hope this greeting ends Garrick's call to me. It also adds to the prestige of my master in front of his relatives, especially those who shop.

I'm moving my way to the porch where my parents came from. I saw uda Fahri simultaneously shakes on my phone.

"Uda Fahri!" The name uda Fahri is on my phone screen.

"Hey, El !" Uda Fahri turned to look at me, as well as the fussy friends who stood with him. Which they then threw away after seeing me. I am like a sinner if they look at me again. Aware of the situation, I step down the stairs looking for shoes in the background under the foyer. Hope uda Fahri catches up with me soon and passes!