PREDESTINATION

dissever

Today is the first day of the holy month of Ramadan. All Muslims fast in this month to prevent hunger and thirst. Not to miss me and Dika. We did our fasting together.

"Good, wake up son, it's time" said my mother woke me up from my deep sleep at dawn.

"Oh open, I'm still sleepy" I answered, hugging my pillow.

"Oh, what time is it. Wake quickly! Later even hunt imsak" My mother chattering softly on my back.

"Fast Friendly! Help mom in the kitchen masakin instant noodles fast" her orders again and immediately leave me who is still half conscious.

I woke up from my sleep and sat on the bed to collect a life that was not yet one hundred percent. I rubbed my eyes that still felt heavy so that they could open perfectly.

"Fastly Friendly wake up" There was a loud voice from my mother who came from the kitchen.

"You've woken up your father" added another.

"Yes buk" I answered. With a still heavy step and I was still in a half conscious exit from the room and went towards my father to wake me up.

"Well, wake up when it's sahur" I said. My father immediately woke up from his sleep when I woke up for the second time.

"Please masakin instant noodles yes. After that you fried this egg. Mom wants to poop for a second" my mom said.

"Hm.... " My answer is still scratching my head that does not itch because sleepiness still haunts me at this time.

"Ha ho ha ho. Fast work is. Wash your face first there so that his sleepiness is lost and your life is collected again" said my mother again.

I followed what my mother said. Because if I'm late again it could be in the books going berserk.

"Ha's done" said my mother after she returned from the toilet and saw instant noodles and eggs were neatly arranged on the dining table.

We also directly meditate with that simple as our sahur menu at dawn. Not to forget the delicious village chicken gulai also sat on the table. Well, I have a lot of chicken cattle. If the month of fasting comes or the month of Shawwal incarnate our mainstay menu is a kampung chicken gulai from my delicious mother is second to none.

"Good, how delicious is this chicken cooked by my mother. I want to add more ah nanya" I said while scooping rice again into my plate. Mother who is also my father looked at me wonder which is so appetite. Where some people including them do not have the appetite to eat at dawn like this. While I still have enough taste to add food that will enter my stomach at dawn.

"It turns out that he also eats his appetite ya buk" said my father.

"She, we don't have an appetite like her"

"Let me strong live his fast. The part that makes me appetite at dawn is because this mother's cooking lo gulai chicken is very good so I taste like this" Obviously me again while biting a piece of chicken meat that is part of the thigh as my favorite. Yeah, every time my mom cuts a chicken, I'm gonna ask for a thigh for me. Even though I am a big boy, my temperament is like a child who wants chicken thighs as my favorite part.

***

"Buk, Dika invites me to accompany her iftar outside the buk. What can?" I asked for permission from the middle-aged woman.

"The first fast has just invited her to break it outside" replied my mother.

"Well buk, he's alone here. So there are no other friends besides me here buk" answered me again.

"Yes, I've heard your reasons. You've said that many times" my mother said again.

"Yes, don't go home at night"

"Home home in the morning?" Ask me a little joke.

"If it's like that, you don't have to go home anymore" said my mother annoyed. I laughed when I heard my mother get upset like that. I like to piss my mom off like that. Because someday I will miss her as the great woman of my life. And being with her like this, I used my time to joke and joke with my mom.

Well maybe you're wondering if I'm going anywhere I'm gonna ask mom for permission. It's because my mother is too positional to her children while my father she's just ignorant. My father didn't take the dizziness too much about my business and also my brothers from a long time ago. Whether we want to go home or what it looks like, my father doesn't really care. The important thing is that we don't do anything wrong. My mother was always overprotective of us and always cared about us. That's why if I go anywhere I always ask permission first to my mother because she is the one who is always at home. My father always went out to gather with his friends.

Time has shown at six in the afternoon. Where soon will break the fast for Muslims who live it.

"Assalamualaikum" There was the sound of someone saying greetings at my front door. I know very well whose voice is whose voice.

"Waalaikumsalam" I hurried to open the door. I was getting ready and waiting for Dika to pick me up. While waiting I also helped my mother to serve Iftar food.

I welcomed Dika's arrival with a smile engraved on my lips.

"It's ready to turn out" said Dika saw me who was neat like this.

"It's over"

"Where's your mother?"

"There's a back"

"Yes I asked permission first with your mother" he said directly into my house to the kitchen to ask permission from my mother.

"Come, we leave" Take her.we also went to our favorite stall that is a chicken penyet not far from the house of Siti my cousin's sister.

***

"Come photos" said Dika invites me to take pictures on his cellphone.

I agreed and posed for a picture with him as a memento of ours when we were no longer together.

"Thank you" I said as the owner of the chicken shop served the food we ordered on the table.

We waited for the sound of bedug to break the fast in our first fast.

After a few minutes of bedug as a sign of breaking the fast also reads.

"Alhamdulillah" said you when you heard the bedug sounding.

"Allahumma Lakasumna Wabika Aamanna Wa’alaa Rizqika Afthorna Birohmatika Yaa Arhamar Roohimiin" The prayer of breaking the fast is recited by Dika. We immediately ate the food served by the owner of the stall greedily because it had been a day to resist hunger thirst. But cold and sweet drinks in the form of iced tea were our mainstay at that time. Because if you run this fast, only thirst is felt while hunger cannot be felt at all.

***

"Mother to mushollah first yes"

"Yes, oh, you're gone?"

"Already, from also he's gone"

I just nodded at my mother's words.

"Aren't you praying tarawih?" I asked Dika when I saw my mother was far from our sight.

"No, tomorrow" said my mother.

Dika and I sat in front of my porch.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna pay you the money I borrowed yesterday when I bought my new phone" he said, handing me some red money.

"Well, is it payday? Just what date has been payday" I said.

"Now, here I get tips from the office agent and also the West"

"Oh that's it" I answered taking the money given by Dika earlier.

He also lit his cigarette. Because from the moment we finished eating at the chicken shop, he had not smoked at all.

"What a pleasure to smoke. Can't you stop smoking?" Ask me.

"If there were no cigarettes, the world would stop spinning. And my mind was confused what to do" Dika explained to me.

"So it's hard to quit smoking"

"Nor the hell, Maybe the beginning is difficult but later it has been a long time definitely a habit and can to stop smoking"

"If so you should try to quit smoking. Can I ask you to stop smoking?"

"May, but not now. I'll quit smoking if I'm married"

"Okay, that's your vow yes. I'll hold her. If you marry another girl, I won't bother you because they don't know what your nazar is like. But later if you marry me I will definitely sue him" I told Dika. Even though I knew he wasn't so serious about what he said.

"Yes love, doain only may I be able to carry out my Nazar. Although it will be difficult to live it but add I can. But if later I can't you just hope to understand" he said again.

"That means you are not sincere and not serious dong"

"Doain hope I can love" he said again.

"Aamiinu. I always wish you the best. My prayers are with you every step of the way" I said with confidence.

"Thank you for the love" he said again.

"Yes, I've decided to go home first. It's not good here long. There are no parents in your house. Later even in thought not-not anymore" said Dika.

"Okay, you're careful on the road huh" I replied.

"Yes" answered briefly directly on his motorcycle.

***

Almost every break the fast in that month I accompanied Dika to break the fast with her. Sometimes I buy side dishes in the form of catfish pecal or chicken penget. While in the office, Dika has cooked rice for our openings later do not forget the iced tea also participated as our menu in every break. And of course I often take my cousin to accompany me in that office. Understandably afraid to think of doing things that are not. His name is also the human heart who knows?

"You guys eat first. I'll catch up" said I offered Siti and Dika to eat first. On that day I did not fast because I had monthly guests. So I told them to open up first. My stomach feels bad because of it. Understandably, it has become my habit every month if I am in an obstruction like this my stomach feels very painful. Says the Malay person his name sengugut (abdominal pain felt in women who are very excessive. Even sometimes to go back and forth many times to the toilet because the feeling of mules like going to defecate but in fact not).

I decided to lie down for a while in the bed that was in his bedroom dika so that the pain in my stomach was gone or slightly reduced.

"Still sick of love?" Dika asked attentively to me when she saw that I was in such pain when they had finished opening together.

"Yes, it's my second day of obstruction, again its floods. So this is what it feels like if I'm flooding" I explained to Dika.

"What can I do to reduce your pain"

"Not Dika, he'll definitely disappear by himself"

"I can't bear to see you in pain like this"

"His name is also Dika's woman, this is common to me. Every month I experience the same thing. So you don't worry about me like that"

"Oh, so sweet you two. I've always been a mosquito repellent among you huh" Siti protested.

"I'm sorry deck, actually it's also not good to invite you continuously like this. Your pity has always been a mosquito repellent. But how else. Than later we in grebek said kumpul kebo how? Poor Dika also the hell as a newcomer here" I explained.

"It's okay, brother. I really understand. I'm just kidding. And I'm happy to be taken along with my sister. I can eat good food like this constantly" said Siti again.

"Love, I'll take the food for you. From earlier you have not eaten. later even increase your stomach pain due to colds. I'm bribing ya"

"Aa.... So envious" Celoteh Siti again.

Dika and I just smiled at the attitude of the cousin's sister.

"Necessary. I'm not laper yet. Thank you for your attention to me. I'm so touched by that" I said with a happy face. Because the man in front of me was so attentive to me.