The Fate that is Overlooked
40
The morning air was so bone-chilling, the wind broke through the house through small holes that were above the window sills. The sound of crickets still ringing out there, Ajeng who woke up from his sleep, grabbed the phone that was on the nightstand, to see what time it was. But the phone is dead. Running out of battery power.
He who last night missed Isya prayer, immediately went to the bathroom, to take ablution water. Don't forget to charge my phone first.
The ice-cold water, in no way undoes his intention to perform mandatory prayers that are left behind. Towards his home mosque, he looked at the clock in the family room.
"Jam 3.45, there is still time for prayers and tahajud before dawn" he murmured himself while wearing a mukena hanging in the hanger.
He prayed solemnly, silence in the morning really relaxes the heart. At the beginning with the intention of praying Isya before then doing 4 kokaat tahajud and continued by finishing reading the letter Ar-Rahman that he had not finished overnight, while waiting for the morning adhan to reverberate.
Do not know then do not love, never read it will never know, do not want to understand it will never be able and understand. Maybe that's the proper word for him right now. He was far from his religion.
Indeed, his family, was not from a "true" religious family. Several times moved house because following the service of the Father who was still moving, making time wasted. It's all just a formality. He who was a child teaching but only teaching, never deepening, praying only yaa can be said pon kliwon as he pleases. Parents are also not too regulated and apply strict religious knowledge, saklek. All is normal, tends to be less.
In contrast to now, maybe because of the current environment and socialization, making his parents also adjust, adapt to the surrounding environment, let alone Pak Rahmat who has retired. Almost every day to pray 5 times in the mosque, because the mosque is not so far from his home. Mama Suci also, she regularly follows the studies that are often held by the mothers of mosque worshipers.
This morning, the prayer that Ajeng said was longer than before, he begged for forgiveness for what he had been doing, begging for mercy and blessing for his life and those he loves and loves, asking that he be given patience, an airy heart, a strong soul to face his days, he was given the privilege to remain in his Islamic faith. Best given for his life. Until his prayer must be ended immediately when he heard the sound of the adhan from the mosque loudspeaker.
He prepared, to perform the sunah qobliyah dawn prayer, while waiting for the others to wake up. Until finally one by one his family members wake up to pray together, except the Father who went directly to the mosque congregated with other mosque worshipers
"Tumben pagian Mbak" After the Prayer, Ningrum who took off the face first asked Ajeng.
"Hemm" Just a mutter that's avenged.
"Surely there's more to it? so get up early, ask God first, huh? " laughs triumphantly.
"Heleh, mature what koe nduk" Mama Suci banged pan tat Ningrum, and passed it just like that, walking towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
"Emang if Mbak again wants something why? Don't you talk to yourself anymore, oohh so if you pray at the beginning it must be asking for something again huh? hoping for something huh? waah no really, thank you for his worship, not sincere, not sincere, your sin" Ajeng sneered.
"That's not mbak"
"But the important thing is that I ask God, not the same as others, not the same as God, not the same as others. Hope the same God also does not hurt, rather than hope the same creation, disappointed continuessss. My prayers are also sincere, from the bottom of my heart, Ma'ak su'udzon aja sii ihhh"
"Yes, the best place to complain is only with God, He who loves very much with his servant, the blessing of which God loves so much. We who often ask a lot, there is never enough feeling, always complaining, never want to improve, which there are even a lot of need, such as the self ujub. Feel the best, the best, the most perfect. But never want to self-correct" Ajeng cleared his face to the original place, while looking far away, making his interlocutor like shock to hear the answer.
"Mbak.. You're healthy right? all right, all right? " Ningrum pressed the back of his hand against Ajeng's forehead and neck.
"It's not hot"
"Why are you Ma'am? "
"Iihh, what the hell" Ajeng brushed off Ningrum's hand.
"Bak is healthy, right? " Deuteronomy again.
"Health wal afiat" he replied as he left Ningrum still dumbfounded.
While Ajeng, he looked around the entire room, opening the curtains and windows of the house so that the air in the room changed with a refreshing morning. Before finally struggling with his mother in the kitchen, make a breakfast menu.
"Ma, Ajeng why suddenly thought of Mother Sukma huh? "
Ajeng opened the chat while he was peeling garlic to make mendhoan seasoning.
Mendhoan is a typical food of the Banyumas area derived from soybean tempeh, fermented with yeast so that it grows a mushroom that envelops soybeans. In fried by mixed into a dough of wheat flour and spices along with chives or chives leaves to add aroma and flavor.
"Do we look? incidentally, later Mama with Bu Ria, and Bu Efi want to go to Purwokerto, find batik in the Wage Market area, if yes, later so you can mama mama mama mama mama. After a long time, he was not here. You never had a relationship with Bu Sukma? " Holy Mother responded.
"Yes long time no contact, Ajeng confused about what to do. Nanyain continued to fear he was bored. Honestly, Ma, Ajeng misses Mother. But what reason did Ajeng go there? It's not possible to go there often. Especially now that Mom has to be... Yes, I hope you are healthy" Ajeng refused to continue his sentence. Talking about Sukma's mother is actually very sensitive to him, but I don't know, Suddenly he remembered the woman who had been his father-in-law.
The atmosphere of Purwokerto this afternoon felt very hot. Moreover, the streets they passed around the Wage market were slightly jammed. The number of vehicles parked on the shoulder of the road makes the main road narrow. The sound of impatient rider horn, the sound of parking lot whistles and arbitrarily themselves in command of the vehicle's speed motion, not to mention the box truck that is loading and unloading goods, not to mention the, also participate in an active role in the chaos of the day.
After entering several shops, they finally found a batik shop that fit the pockets and wishes of the Kindergarten Mother. Toko Batik Yarn Raja, a batik shop that provides various types of clothing, from batik, burkat clothes, gamis, mukena, batik banyumasan, pekalongan, and, solo and many more it turns out to make the mothers of Kindergarten teachers. Ajeng themselves are made dizzy by their questions about the match of batik they choose each.
"Tomorrow if surti has come out again, anter here again yes Mbak jeng" Bu Efi who looks calm in the eyes of Ajeng, in fact just like other mothers when shopping hahahahh. Many want, many ask and it turns out he has a lot of money! Ajeng bought one cream-colored burkat shirt which he said was very suitable to wear by him.
"Not these cans Bu Efi"
His inner.
"Angger mengesuk mantenan maning, wong sing rewang, ghlidig e tumbaske batik kene bae Mbak Jeng, men uniform "Mum Ria laugh. (Tomorrow Ajeng married again, the person who helped in buying batik here only Mbak Jeng, let it be uniform).
"Jodone be nemu namu ya think uniform mongang loh Bu Ri.. Ri, the pennant's personality with "Holy Mama chimed in. (So you have not met either, I think all uniforms Bu Ri. ri)
They laugh together. Either laugh at Ajeng who is still alone or about the wedding uniform that somehow will happen (return) to Ajeng. Until finally they leave the batik store, and continue to fill the stomach of those who have asked in the contents of tadinkarena shopping fun.
Heemmm everywhere is indeed **** shopping same mothers yes bun😄😄😄
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Asalamualaikum
Apologies profusely to dear readers🤗 may yesterday there were some episodes that were confused yes, Undue upload 🙈🙈🙈
Make the reader confused about unclear grooves or jumps. Please for your inconvenience.. The part that has had time to read, it is the chapter that initially wanted to use🙊 like the beginning of Ajeng to meet Reno and how Ajeng's relationship with Barata in the early days of High School first. But after weighing various things finally the course of the story replaced the plot🙈🙈 so like this now hehehehehe
Sorry for the technical error🙏🙏
Thank God it has been repaired.
Thank you for the attention of dear readers, so that the error can be corrected🤗 immediately
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