The Appearing Woman

Chapter 3 Setatus Dinda

Ahhk, just a few hours' sleep, the dream came again. Making my whole body sweat, the air in this rented is so hot, and I happen to have not bought a fan just to cool my body so I don't get hot.

Rubbing the face rough, while calling the name of the almighty Allahu akbar. Breathing out that feels heavy.

 

The wall clock ticked as usual, making the silence felt, I saw what time it was. Until I can wake up 

 

with the same dream as yesterday.

It turned out that it was still at 01:00 p.m., that's when I woke up grabbing the two flip-flops I accidentally kept near the bed mat. Wearing flip-flops to the bathroom to immediately wash the body and also take ablution water.

The water that flows on the hair and also the body feels so fresh, making drowsiness disappear instantly. That's when I decided to perform the night prayer.

Hold a prayer mat running night circumcision. I never forget because that's what my mom taught me when I was a kid. Till now.

When the hand lifted up saying the word prayer, from there I remembered the words of my mother who never lost my mind.

 

"Son, remember if you are in trouble don't forget to pray for God's protection. 

Do not leave your five prayers alone, it is your duty and protection to increase your piety to the almighty. Remember, my mother's message, because no effort without prayer is wasted."

Mom is a mother figure and also a hero figure for me, without a mother what is the force of life.  I wiped the tears slowly that flowed in every prayer for my mother.

It was then that I asked for a hint, what the meaning of my dream was so that it repeated a second time. Even if the meaning of the dream is real I ask in prayer to be able to save the figure of the woman.

Not even early in the morning, the sun began to set shining all over the world.

Unlike my heart which is less shone by the figure of the woman who accompanies. 

Ahhk, this is the result of the late singles. So here's. Storing.

Get ready to go to work, put on a simple shirt. Because this is all I have, thank God. Because in each stitch there is sweat mother, who painstakingly made this shirt for me.

My mother will prove that if I go home later, I will show my mother that I can be successful and make you happy.

 

Pt .. tid ...

Just stepping foot out of the house, there was the sound of a car horn in front of my house. Who's gini early in the morning?

When I saw that it was Boss Nina, she picked me up in her fancy car. 

"Good morning, Mr. Haikal," said Boss Nina to greet me.

"For Ma'am!" I answered a little surprised.

"Oh, yeah. Let's go" he said, letting me in.

The world is really like a dream. That's when I boarded a car that I think is quite luxurious, understand me only village youth. Every good thing is said to be luxurious.

Sitting next to Boss Nina. 

"Sir Haikal, here," said Boss Nina thrusting the key.

"What key is this?" my many.

"This is the key to your apartment, so as long as you're my secretary. You've got the facilities for the vehicle as well as the residence."

Hearing the words from the figure of the woman next to me made me seem incredulous. It feels really happy.

"Thank you, Mom."

As the car came to a halt because the trip was so jammed, I saw a beggar begging on the window. I slowly opened the car window, took the money in my pocket. Actually the money was for me to buy a new shirt, but nothing let me give it to the old man's beggar. He needs it more than me.

"It's to."

 

"Thank you sir, may Allah repay your kindness."

"Amen. All his prayers so as to quickly get a soul mate. It's to."

Suddenly Miss Nina laughed at me.

 

"Why Mom, laugh. Is anything Funny?" my many.

Ms. Nina shut her mouth holding back her laughter.

"No, really."

 

" Haikal sir, don't you have any more clothes. The feeling of your shirt being rich yesterday" Bu Nina told me. 

There's a shame haunting me, "Oh yeah, can't buy Mom's clothes yet. Just got a job."

"Well, why did you give your money to a beggar if you still have a need?"

"Kake needs more, what else he looks old. To find food, he must be in trouble, mending he has a family if not. The need to buy clothes can be later."

" Mr. Haikal ... Mr. Haikal."

Suddenly Ms. Nina told the driver to turn the car back towards the Mall.

"Loh, mum. We're not going to the office, we're going to the mall."

"Just follow me." 

"I don't want my secretary to look kumel, so you have to wear a new shirt and suit." Said Ms. Nina.

I just fell silent and picked up the clothes that Bu Nina had brought for me.

 

"Oh yeah, don't be happy, Mr. Haikal. It's not free I'll deduct from your salary."

 

"Yes, Mom."

 

I guess free, my laughter echoes in my heart.

"Why are you so happy with that smile?" ask Miss Nina. Frowning him.

"I was just thinking, how about you wear a hijab. It might look fashionable, "I said unconsciously. I shut my mouth immediately. The habit that always comes from my mouth ceplas ceplos.

Ms. Nina immediately looked to the left side of my body to see the Muslim clothing displayed on the statue in white and look fashionable.

"Let's go, we'll be late" said Ms. Nina. It seems to ignore my words.

"Oh, yes ma'am come on. I forget now that my mother's schedule is meeting with clients" I replied.

We continued to walk to the office, I saw Bu Nina as if looking at her clothes. It was as if he was thinking something.

"Did you think of anything?" ask me in the car.

His face was staring at me, he replied." Do I look to think of something."

Deg, Miss Nina asked me again. Makes my lips dull and silent.

We finally got to the office, thankfully we were not late. Klein has arrived.

With the intelligence of Bu Nina in saying, make the clients agree to cooperate with their company.

The lentic-nosed girl is amazing, she can impress clients and also satisfied in the explanation of the company.

 

I just remembered, after metting. I'm going to see a woman named Dinda.

Walking up to some Office Boy workers in the office, asked where was the woman named Dinda? Did he go to work today? They even shook their heads not knowing the existence of the theme named Dinda.

Where should I find that woman? Sitting under the outside floor, holding the head with both hands. 

"Sorry, are you looking for me?" asked the figure of the woman in front of me, hearing that voice I immediately looked towards her face. Surely she's that woman named dinda.

But why do his eyes look swollen.

"Yes, I'm looking for you" I said. Looking at those two innocent eyes.

"What's up, sir? Did I make a mistake?" tanyanya lowered her gaze. I saw the woman in front of me as if frightened.

"No, you didn't do anything. I just wanted to ask who was the man you were with yesterday?" manya curious.

"Why do you question that" he answered. A little glancing towards my face.

Stupid you Haikal, obviously he's questioning your stupid questions. Follow her personal affairs, I will open who she is. My grunts in my heart.

"If there's nothing to ask anymore I go first to work again" he said.

I pulled out his handkerchief arm, which closed the wrist, making my eyes round.

 

"Dinda, what's that scar?" I unconsciously held his right hand. He brushed my hand rough.

 

"Mother doesn't have to know!"

The woman ran away, leaving me full of questions and without her noticing. His little wallet fell.

He called out his name, but he had already run very far. 

I accidentally opened the wallet, there was ktp and some money sheet two thousand.

Looking at his status, it turned out that he was married.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, how broken my heart was at that moment.

The woman I admire turns out to be someone's wife, damn it. What a shit my life is. I like people's wives, but why? his arm is full of cane wounds? Has her husband tortured her?