Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus

Part 2

A happy smile emanated from the plain faces, three children enjoying their late lunch, a chocolate broth of chicken, with a taste that tended to be sweet and savory, able to pamper the tongue of children who rarely feel luxury cuisine, such as chicken, or beef.

"Sir, thank God we can eat chicken, Nisa likes, mother's cuisine is champion," the youngest greedily enjoyed the special menu handmade by his mother.

"Alhamdulillah, God still gives us more fortune, so you do not forget to always be grateful for the blessings that God gives." he looked at one by one the encouragement of his life.

"God willing, mother, we are always grateful for all God's gifts to us" his second daughter Rahma commented.

"Come, soon spent eating, do not let the congregation late to the mosque," continued Marwah remind his children to pray in the mosque.

"Ready Mak," almost at the same time they answered.

Fahmi, the only son Marwah had, immediately cleaned up their lunch marks, leftovers, rice and vegetables, stored in a grobog (a small cupboard of wood), while Rahma was washing dishes and dirty eating utensils, the former they used earlier.

After all was ready, the three children of Marwah immediately rushed to the mosque not far from their tenement, rented house owned by Pak Haji Munawir, people who always help people are not as capable as the Marwah family.

"Assalamualaikum, I'm hungry, get me some food."

"Alaikumsalam, wash your hands first sir, out of the outside? a lot of viruses" Marwah told her husband.

"While, the virus is only for rich people, it does not affect our rich poor," Sudrajad said while receiving a plate containing rice with side dishes and vegetables that are quite special.

"Astaqfirulloh sir, don't be takabur, be careful when you say, sir."

"Weh, eat this good, get money from where? sell yourself where are you?" , taunted Sudrajad to his wife, with contemptuous eyes.

"God, sir, it's the mistress in the front complex, insyaallah hallal sir, why always think like that, I'm your wife, sir!" , Marwah's voice was terkat and full of disappointment.

Marwah stepped leaving the man who always felt jealous of him, tired of tears racing with the fatigue of cold water that flushed his body, tightness in his chest increasingly makes his tears do not want to stop.

"Until when will your jealousy continue to ruin your mind, sir?" sobbing Marwah in a closed bathroom with the sound of running tap water.

Finished cleaning, immediately Marwah performed 4 designs that had not been done earlier, when entering the room seen her husband was already soundly asleep, feeling if her husband had not prayed, then he could not pray, he's trying to wake up the man he's been with for the last 15 years.

"Sir, sir...ashar first." slowly shook Sudrajad's body.

"Brisik knows," Sudrajad snapped towards Marwah.

Feeling that there was no point in inviting her husband to worship, Marwah performed her own prayer, finished the prayer she continued the work, ironing the clothes of her neighbor who was a teacher.

Indeed, since the enactment of work from home, Marwah got additional work, ironing the clothes of her neighbor who is a high school teacher, she felt busy with online lessons with her students, so as not to iron their clothes, so as not to iron them, this is why we use the services of Marwah.

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It has been almost 3 months Sudrajad not working, out in the morning, hanging out at the patrol post with some of his friends, until there is an expedition owner in need of labor, he said, Sudrajad tried to offer to work on an expedition belonging to Mr. Marno.

Since Sudrajad worked in the delivery of goods between cities, the financial condition of their families slightly improved, neighbors who use the services of the Marwah iraqi also increased, all can not be separated from the help of Bu Sri, the teacher's mother first asked for her help for the iron.

This afternoon as usual, after finishing the strangeness of his neighbor, Marwah walked home, before coming home he stopped by the stall to buy some kitchen needs that had been exhausted.

Without Marwah realizing there is a pair of eyes that pay attention to each movement Marwah intensely, from behind sunglasses that hide the look of sharp eagle eyes, and the, there was a longing lightning that could not be hidden in the woman who was busy sorting out some vegetables on the merchant's palm not far from where she stood.

I promise to make you happy, even if I have to take you away from your jerk husband, baby, his monologue in my heart.

After finishing shopping Marwah rushed back to his house, walking stupefied, he felt someone watching since then while still in the shop, but ignored, he said, but since he had been on the street at this time then there was a hint of fear in his heart.

Accelerated footsteps, want to get home soon, but it just feels heavy footsteps, while Marwah remembered if it had to pass through empty land and fairly quiet streets, especially during a pandemic like this, Marwah remembered if it had to pass through empty land and fairly deserted roads, less and less people will pass by in that place.

Oh...really, his guts became shrivelled at this time, the shadow of the kidnapping of human organ vending gangs, instantly flashed in his mind, cold sweat increasingly scattered throughout his body, and, what would be the fate of her children if something happened to her.

Marwah further accelerated his path, even to the point of dragging his left foot, shortly after passing through the empty land was seen a lot of tucked tenement, he was increasingly speeding up his steps, and after being in front of his house, after being in front of his house, immediately opened the front door and immediately closed it hard, to the surprise of his three children who were doing schoolwork.

"Mom, why is it?" ,Fahmi drew closer to her mother, when she saw the woman who had given birth as frightened.

"Diminum mak first," Rahma handed a glass of water to her mother.

"Emak felt followed by the man, so the mother was frightened," Marwah's voice still sounded trembling.

"Feelings are possible, mother," Fahmi said, after seeing the situation outside the house there was no sign of a suspicious person.

"Perhaps, yes maybe, just the feelings of the mother, yes already the mother wants to pray first, you guys already pray?"

"Already Mak," almost at the same time they answered his mother's question.

"Yes, continue learning."

"Ready Mak."

Marwah immediately cleansed herself and took ablution water, and performed her 4 prayers in the afternoon, in the mind of the woman who still looks curate beauty, question marks perched success there, who followed her, in the mind of the woman who still looks curry beauty, question marks perched success there, and what does he mean by himself, until the sound of the ringing of an android phone belonging to Fahmi disperse the daydream of Marwah.

"Sir, there was a call from the Emak temen he said," Fahmi said as he approached Marwah.

"Asaalamualaikum," said Marwah after the phone changed hands.

"Alaikumsalam, how are you dear?" , when Marwah's face changed when he recognized whose voice was across there.

tbc.