Not Indigo
What's in my house? 3
Pov Siska
Today I plan to pray magrib at home only.usually every day we always go to pray in front of the house.meeting neighbors and worshipers musala is part of the entertainment because in addition to being able to sailahmi can also share stories and news about the people in the neighborhood, let alone meet friends of the same age.but not to gossip yes.
As usual, I always pray in the room if at home. finished praying then I will recite or teach.that night my prayer activities are not as usual.either why, there is an uncomfortable air that I feel in my room. I keep trying fervently' and do not think of anything.usai pray I say hello to look left and right.after I recite for a few minutes and pray that God always protects. after dhikr and pray, pray, I want to take off my prayer equipment.previously I tried to reflect first, in other words narcissistic first in the mirror while wearing face.when looking at my face in the mirror, in the heart said "ah ,very beautiful my face is if you wear a face". with a smile. initially mediocre. suddenly I was surprised by the expression of my reflection in the mirror.The image that was originally expressed in accordance with my original expression that was smiling, slowly changed its face to become more and more sad,I tried to touch both of my cheeks to make sure the tears were right on me or not, it turned out to be nothing. Then I hit both of my cheeks to make sure I was dreaming or not, in fact, I felt pain in my cheeks.the mirror image continued to cry until I finally screamed loudly once and finally fell unconscious.
Pov Mom
Somehow the feeling tonight is not good, as usual we perform the prayers of Magrib and Isha in the musala not far from home.whereas Siska my youngest daughter chose her own prayer at home." the growths of the children". I thought, because usually he is the most active and noisy invite us to pray to the musala, I decided to go home early leaving the other congregation who was praying after the Isha prayer.Until home, I said my greetings.but not answered by Siska, I thought "oh maybe Siska was praying Isya in her room". siska room is indeed located at the end and the very back away from the living room. I then went up to the top of the house and stepped towards Siska's room.Slowly I opened the door and to my surprise, I saw the siska lying in front of the mirror wearing a face.I thought she was asleep, but I asked again why not on the prayer mat or on the mattress, this is really on the floor. I immediately went in and woke Siska "Siska dear, wake up son.
siska didn't wake up either, I tried to pat her cheeks "Siska, why you son, wake up" I said again.I finally realized if Siska fainted. immediately I get wind oil and I kissed her in the nose many times. instantly Siska woke up and her face was pias looking at my face fixedly, a moment later she immediately hugged me.
"why are you son? how could this suddenly be?" ask me while I offer him some drinking water.
after drinking water, Siska then told her what she was going through. I was a little surprised, why lately we often experience things like this, Siska moreover.may be true said my Husband, who is not, this house is large and long to the back, but its inhabitants are reduced, so come the new residents who try to stay, Wallahualam.
Pov Siska
I felt like my body was being shaken and my mother was calling my name, but I still couldn't get up and open my eyes,then I smelled the smell of wind oil in my heart so many times that I finally felt the strength to move my body and open my eyes.so I looked at my mother's face close and finally realized that was in front of me it is true my mother.I immediately embraced the body of the mother.when the mother asked me why, after drinking the water given my mother and then tell me what I saw and experienced earlier.my mother looks dumb at first, after drinking the water that my mother gave me, but finally he said "Maybe it was an angel who was coming to test you". which I replied "Angels from Hong Kong.
Two days passed, last night I got a call from one of my High School friends named Nuri, he said that this morning he would move and leave for Surabaya because he had got a job there. I immediately asked the boss where I worked and Alhamdulillah was allowed.I met him at the terminal because he said he would leave by bus. terminal I not only met him but also met his family and brothers and sisters.Some while chatting, no matter when he left, I greeted him and hugged him while saying "Congratulations yes and heart - heart there,good luck in a new place.don't forget to always send the news".he replied with a nod and cry."of course, you are my best friend.definitely I will always tell you".he said.he then immediately boarded the Bus, and then immediately, I saw her crying and waving her hands to me and her family.
After arriving at the bus terminal, I returned to my work place.just a few minutes until, Nuri turned out to have called me."Assalamualaikum, why is it so fast, already missing?" godaku's.
"Ah dear....,Uwekkkk".my answer that made him laugh loudly.
"Sis, who was the one who came with you. It's so beautiful.why don't you introduce me.
"Who? nothing, I came alone".I replied confused.
"Well, he came with you, his uniform is the same.
"There is no Nur, I swear".
"Well, not only did I see it. but my sister Maya also saw it. She was also confused as to why you were so cool on your own without introducing your friend to us.
"Yeah, when I lied anyway.emang I came alone Nur.
"He looks like you, so who was that? " ask Nuri confused.
I gulped on hearing Nuri's words.We were equally speechless, and to melt the atmosphere I tried to divert the conversation about other things, other things, and to break the mood, but still the tip - the end he still wondered about the figure who was with me earlier.Wallahualam.
Coming home made me a little worried about the incident, constantly wondering in my heart "don't anyone follow me often". I dare not tell Father and Mother about what my friend and sister saw earlier.Since then at home I so often light the murotals of the Qur'an to make my soul calm from thinking things the stuff I've moved to the room next to Mom's Dad's room and I also moved to sleep there.
