The Ojek That's My Soul
Dad's sick
🌾When God solves your problem, you have faith in HIS ability.
When God doesn't solve your problems, he has faith in your abilities.
God does not burden a person, but according to his ability.
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I was just about to bribe Siomay, when my hape rings.
I immediately shifted the green button, and then came the voice of one of my twin brothers, Farhan.
I was immediately shocked to hear from across there.
"INNALLAH"
(Yes Robb.).
"Ayaaahh.," I cried lethargicly, then bowed and dropped both hands, which held the hape on the lap.
"Ke... Why Brother? "
"Dad Brother why? " Tanya Nur while touching my shoulder.
I raised my head slowly, then looked at my best friend with eyes that had already condensed.
"Father is sick, three days. "
"The condition is very weak because it can not enter anything. "
"Taken to the same clinic Ummi did not want to say the twins. "I answered softly with a puddle of tears, which eventually spilled also flowed on my cheeks.
My defense was finally destroyed as well, when I heard the person I love, was helpless far away.
"What does it have to be, Nur...? " many with a small stick.
"Sister must be allowed to go home, but now the condition of Brother in the factory is also in trouble, I'm not worried about the situation of Dad, but Brother also does not want to lose this job...! "
I closed my mouth with both hands, to hide the sound of my crying.
"We try first Kak permission with the squad leader, continue to ngadep to the office, for the sake of humanity the time is not permitted Kak. "nur's advice with a sad look at me.
I instantly shrank the tears, which flooded both my cheeks, with both of my hands.
"Yes, my sister tried to talk. "My mouth stood up, and immediately went from musholla to my team room.
" I'm calm. "
"Silent breathing first so it's not that bad," Nur's advice again tried to make me a little calm.
I also according to what he suggested.
Surely my breath was a little relieved.
" Bishim"
slowly say.
*Pop End*
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"Where did you say what bang? "Ask Fadlan to his twin brother.
" Sister just call, keep on matiin his phone that way. "Speak Farhan while sighing.
They were both in the school garden.
The rest is soon over.
They immediately turned to their classes.
Was I wrong, reporting the situation of Dad, to Brother who is working? "asked Farhan to her twin sister, who was also confused.
" I also don't know bang, but if we don't tell Brother, fear there's nothing with Dad, then Brother will turn us on,"fadlan replied while scratching his head which was actually not itchy.
"Yes, too, We are weak boys! " sighs Farhan while pulling his hair back.
"We're both going to keep SMP bang, where can we make a decision."
"We also do not have money, yes want to not kudu ngasi know Kak Fatimah. "
His words refute the words of his twin brother, who was only born five minutes ahead of him.
"Oh yes, we pray that Brother can go home to persuade Dad, so that he will seek treatment." Farhan said as he hugged his sister back to class.
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In the kitchen corner of a beautiful village.
The city S.
The newlyweds again pretend to cook in the ground-floored kitchen .
He wandered in front of the burning stove.
(I feel kok yo ndak tasty e, from yesterday I think Kak Fatimah continues)
(Koyo ne I need to spend money to Jakarta ki, take care of my resignation as well as parting karo my friends.)
(E pas Mas Aji wis mulih I must say this.)
Sumi continued to talk in her heart, without realizing that the tilapia fish she was frying was almost charred.
It expands and deflates its nose to smell something soaring.
"Astagfirullah, eat malem for Mas bojo ku sing most handsome in the universe of noveltoon, dadi almost charred! "
"Haduuhh.. kepiye toh iki?"the question is whether to whom, it is impossible to be the same as frying or sodet.
" Pait ora huh? "
he said while trying a little fish meat that almost blackened it.
" Ehm.., can still be saved this, live in the seasoning, karo chili cayenne jurig, red burger brothers, turmeric and hazelnut. "
"Said ibuk, let the cuisine ne sueddep seasoning ne kudu in ulek, not in the blender. "raving yourself with hands that move actively prepare the cobek and start mengolek the spices.
Placard...
Dug...
Takk...
"Ih, hard men yo, podo crunching kabeh," with squishy Sumi continued pounding hard.
Duggs!
Yep!
"Oalaaahhhhhhhhhhhh... Sum, you again opo anyway?! "
suddenly, I cried, from the back of the house.
"Iki you know Buk, I again ngulek seasoning," replied Sumi while picking up a variety of onions and chilies that are mentally here and there.
"Kok gulek, koyo war, rame so,"
mother said, shaking her head slowly, seeing the behavior of her daughter who was no longer the girl.
"Lha, it's Buk, the spice ne ra podo iso diem, run away and run away here," Sumi, while wiping the sweat that has flooded her forehead.
"Based on children today, ngulek ae ra iso! " sanguished mom while pulling his mediocre nose Sumi.
Quoted mediocre yes, because forward 'no, backward also not.
"If you know, the usual opo-opo yen use instant-instant kabeh sing," said ibuk again, while picking up the scattered spices, on the kitchen table.
" So you guys are, sing katane a millennial kid, ora knows how it goes ! "omel ibuk that somehow leads to who it really is.
Soale I feel son'e father and mother, not son'e the millennial.
" Ish, ibuk, not ngajarin ne ki piye way, even nagging ae si Buk,"
my protest was slow as I turned my lips a little forward.
" Lha, this is Ibuk to teach, here pay close attention! "my mother told me to approach him.
"Ngulek seasoning do not bullet-bullet koyo ngene, but sliced first, so ndak podo poking kabeh," my mother's advice taught me with a style that is rather judes.
(It's a good thing I'm your son buk, if someone else's son wis podo run away )
"Excite buk, here do not continue," said I take over the ulekan held by my mother.
"Udah, mother in the room ae, opo ndak watch tipi aja there," said I try to evict the plan ibuk from the kitchen area.
Because maybe later the mateng not the fish, but my ears because in the ocehin continue.
"Yowis yen you understand, mother stay ahead, "
"Awas not until the coet ibuk split, it's a relic of your mbah kung, "
he turned his eyes towards me.
And I answered him only with the whimper of a horse.
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"It was finally there that Fatimah and her best friend were, facing the supervisor of the Packing Section, to ask for permission to go home.
(Actually if I'm not in trouble, I will get permission easily. Especially since I've never been allowed to.)
" That's how Mom told her story, I hope Mom gave me permission to go home" Fatimah said by telling her the true situation with great hope and compassion.
"Well on humanitarian grounds, I give you permission, and also for looking at your discipline and your craft all along" the superintendent said, staring at me.
"Alhamdulillah!"
The two hooded girls gave thanks at the same time.
"Thank you very much Ma'am" said Fatimah in reverence.
"I'll excuse you, ma'am."
pamit Fatimah who was only answered by the supervisor mother
Then they passed from the room.
(Dad, Brother is coming home, anyway Dad should be fine)
Fatimah held onto her chest that kept pounding from earlier.
"Nur, thank you," Fatimah said as she took her hand.
"Yes, Sis, who is strong, big sister is a dumb girl!"
his claws cheered me on.
"Yes, you are back in the room now, before being in search," said Fatimah as she pushed the girl's tall and tomboyish back torso.
" Yes, no, I don't need to be kicked out now,"
her sulk pretended to put on an oppressed face.
" Emang now Brother does not need you, it has permission, so Brother wants to be ready to go home. "ledek Fatimah.
" The one who needs you now, yes your friends in the room. "Take it again with a little bit of pangs.
" Don't sulk that way, later do not practice you know,"Fatimah stared anxiously while pinching her chubby cheeks Nur.
" Yes yes.., yes already Brother ati-ati, I hope you are all right."
"Daaa..," Nur the best friend passed by with a small run.
Because the break is almost over.
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Don't forget to squeeze like her unfortunately mak chibi💋
