
I saw the dawn adhan echoing, breaking the silence of the morning. The sky was still dark, the cold wind blowing through silently. I was standing on the roof of Mayra's house, drying the towel I had just worn. I glanced over here, like the glitter of a city lamp, like the glitter of a star studded in the sky.
"Mayra, where are you?" I muttered alone.
Two hours ago, Mayra went to deliver the goods to the customer, which I don't know where it is. Although according to Mayra this has been the umpteenth time, but I am still worried. He was my best friend, I was afraid that the forbidden item would lead him to a dark abyss.
"Oh my God, may Mayra be well. Make it easy for him," I said slowly.
My gaze turned to the large mosque that stood firmly among the mansions like a palace. There is a longing in the heart to seek tranquility there. Ever since I took off the crown, I never set foot in a holy place again. I fell into the pleasures of the world, forgetting my duty as a human being. Essential stupidity, which now leads me to the severed point.
"Mom, did you know I was gone? Is Mom looking for me, is she sad about my departure?" I whispered a question to the wind that continued to hit.
Usually, I wake up before dawn. She was a devout woman, never leaving prayer, despite being busy and tired. One thing I was supposed to be a role model for, but as it turned out, I was too stupid and instead strayed far from what Mom taught me.
I see the Adzan is over, the buana is back to silence and deserted. The morning air still faithfully delivers a bone-chilling cold, but it does not make me flinch from where it is now. Although this body has shivered, but this leg is still heavy for me to step. There was a glimmer of intent to face the Divine, but one side in my heart, still holding me here, was silent and doing the uncertain thing.
After a long time struggling with feelings, I finally managed to persuade the heart. Witnessed by the near-deep dawn in the eastern skyline, I swung my legs and headed to the room.
The fragrant lily blossom rose in my nose, as I opened Mayra's bedroom door. Although this room is very luxurious and elegant, but I feel empty. Either because there was no Mayra, or because I was used to my simple room.
I took a deep breath, and exhaled it violently. In my heart, I try to strengthen myself. After this, I have to get used to something called 'hampa'.
"I can do it, I can!" I muttered repeatedly.
Then I took Mayra's face and prayer rug, which was placed on a shelf. Then I spread out the prayer mat, and wrapped my body in a long white cloth. I stood facing the Qibla and performed the obligatory worship that I had neglected for so long.
After performing the prayer, I rested and raised my hands. Complain and complain about everything that happens in my life. I beg forgiveness, and guidance for the time I have not yet passed. I hope that God will give strength to my fragile soul.
The sun has already shown its elegance, the dazzling orange rays illuminate the expanse of the world. White mega-mega marching, decorate blue sky expanse. Beautiful and bright morning paintings, but unfortunately, the beauty does not touch the heart.
I sat on the balcony of the room, clutching the iron trellis, staring at the clear water of the pool below. Many times I glanced at the circular clockwork on my wrist, it was already 08:00 in the morning. I hissed slowly, I was still waiting for Mayra who had not told me so far. What the hell is going on? He said he would be back before sunrise, but why hasn't he appeared until the sun is almost crawling high.
"Where are you, May?" I asked, I don't know who. Let alone living creatures, even the wind was reluctant to blow around me at this time.
While I was still stuck in worry, I suddenly heard a vague knock on the door. I left the balcony and walked towards the door. I opened it wide, and I found the figure of the servant looking at me while frowning.
"I am Kirana, her friend Mayra, I just came here last night" I explained with a friendly smile, answering the confusion that was emanating on her face.
"Oh so, sorry yes, Non, I don't know. Mmm by the way, Non Mayra where, Non?" ask the aunt to me.
"Mayra is out for a while, there is a bit of business" I replied.
"Oh, keep on how this is."
"What's up, Bi?" ask her. The aunt looked panicked, even many times she scratched her head that was somehow itchy, either not.
"Bi!" call me.
"Anu, No. That ... it's in front there's the police, they're looking for Mr. Damar and Mrs Julia. Ladies and gentlemen are out of town, so if Non Mayra isn't around, then who's meeting them."
I was surprised by Aunt's words. My heart stopped beating when I heard the police. All sorts of bad guesses started filling my head. Mayra, I don't want her in jail.
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