Should We Get Married?

Move over

The furore is not over yet. Cici and I could only hug in the room while making prayers. We were terrified when we heard the sound of the front door. Succeeded in breakrak. Soon I added things that could block the door. Mattress, clothes basket. That's all there is, now everything is in front of the door, as a barrier.

After trying, there was nothing else I could do but give in to what God would set for both of us. Whatever it was must have been best for us, even though in the end we were wretched by those people.

"Oh Allah .. please send Juan or anyone to help us. Cici and the child in the womb of the servant are innocent children, help them, take care of God."

I'm getting shaky. The voices grew louder, the cries of those who cursed and cursed not to mention those who destroyed the items. The sound of things being slammed. Glass solved. While Cici started crying, even without a sound. He covered his mouth with both hands, as tears flowed. I feel so sorry for him. I was worried that this would be a trauma for him. Such a small child would have to experience something frightening like this. The grown-up is terrified, let alone her. "O Allah is the Protector." Back I chanted the prayers until the voice I was waiting for sounded. The voice that made my tears come out so grateful he finally came. This is God's help for those of us who are afraid.

"Sir .. there is Juan." whispered Cici as she glanced at me.

"Yes." Yeah." I wiped her tears. "Thank God Juan has come."

Juan shouting. Expel those who break into the house. He also threatened to report to the police that they were not disbanding at this time. Juan is indeed quite respected by the people around here because he often shares here. The longer the noise outside was gone as well. I heard Juan knocking on the door.

"Yu, are you inside? You and Cici are nothing, right? Open the door Yu, InshaAllah here is safe." Said Juan.

"Yes!" I hurriedly opened the door. When it opens, the view of the house is a mess, but previously I have tidied up. True as I thought, the only medium-sized mirror owned by Rani who is usually worn when wearing makeup has now broken apart on the floor. The fabrics were scattered, two medium-sized tables where the stove and pan were scattered, even the other one was broken in two. While on a shelf that is usually filled with food has ludes, only the remaining shelves are no longer strung together, likely due to being slammed many times. "Astagfirullah ... Allah ... why do they have so much!" I watched the actions of these people. Usually just a vigilante. If indeed brother Rani is proven guilty, is not there a law in this country that applies, why should always use the law of the jungle.

"House destroyed. Her things were broken," Cici cried again, but this time she cried out. He sniffles.

A child this small must have been very hurt when his own was destroyed by someone else. I could only hug her to give her some peace. I let her cry because Cici needs that to release her emotions.

Happiness for a child named Cici is very simple. She just needs her mother to be by her side. Cici never complained when her mother was not attentive. He was always patiently left alone despite his young age. Resisting fear, without any adult willing to embrace her.

He never cared if the life he lived was poor. Just living in someone else's rickety shack. Without toys, sometimes without food. She has no friends but her mother. That alone makes a grandson happy. But now the happiness he thinks is perfect is taken by people who feel themselves God, judging without knowing what really happened. There really is no justice. They were tried very harshly, were disenfranchised.

"I don't think you and Cici can stay here anymore, Yu." Said Juan. "When those people can come back. Thankful that I was able to get there quickly, in time before they did anything they didn't. But not closed closed possibility, they will come back, do things that may be more cruel. So Yu, we better move on."

"If you're willing, you can stay at my place, Yu. Don't worry, I promise I won't bother you. I also won't stay in a place with you for you to be comfortable." Juan made an offer.

I'm rattled. Not knowing whether to accept or reject. Receiving it was still worried that it would be a way for more communication with him because somehow now my heart was getting closer to him. If I refuse, where should I stay? Stay here I'm still afraid, how about the app that Juan re rbujyu said, those guys back in the database. They can finish me off. "Oh my God, I have to." I can only be deep, asking God to be moved in his heart to choose something good.

"How, Yu?" Juan asked for certainty. "I can't let you here, it's very dangerous, Yu. At least in my place will someone take care of you."

"But,"

"What?"

"Wouldn't it be anything?" there were a lot of things that made me doubt, but it was no longer about Juan. To be honest, he is the person I trust the most. I'm just afraid that if we get closer and there's going to be a new, more frightening problem. To say it just feels like I don't dare, let alone live it.

"Yes, trust me. It's for your and Cici's good. Also to keep Rani calm. At the moment I am trying to free Rani, so I am afraid I cannot standby for you. You want to, yeah. I promise I won't do anything forbidden anymore. I'm really sorry."

"Wouldn't it be anything?" Ask again.

"Yes. God will be nothing. There will be someone I ask to accompany you. How's it?"

"Who?"

"Aunt Zelma, she's my mother's cousin. It was like a second mother to me. How's it?"

"alright. But only for a little time. Once I have my own place then I'll go "

"Yes!"