The Primadona Malam

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After the prayer, Ahsan grabbed the small mushaf that always accompanied him. He also began chanting verses of the Qur'an in accordance with the tone learned in the boarding school built by his grandparents. Since deciding to live with his grandparents, Ahsan has aspired to become the best qori in his country.

After studying, Ahsan kept his mushaf in a drawer. As she was about to close her desk drawer, Ahsan's eyes locked onto a chain bracelet located on a small binder. Ahsan grabbed the thing.

Ahsan swung a step towards the bed. He sat down while leaning his back. Ahsan began to observe the thing he had taken from the drawer earlier.

One by one, he spelled the letters hanging on a chain bracelet. Yeah, the bracelet he found a week ago. He accidentally hit a girl.

"N, I, R, A, M," Ahsan spelled, "Niram .. hmm, what the owner of this bracelet is named Niram" he murmured.

Unknowingly, a thin smile was drawn from the look on Ahsan's face. Either God has a plan for him later, until fate makes Ahsan find a bracelet in a name.

Wh-tok-tok!

A knock on the door of his room, forcing Ahsan to give up daydreams. Ahsan put the bracelet under the pillow. He started to get out of bed to open the door.

Chequek!

Door opens. A middle-aged man was standing at the door of Ahsan's room.

"How are you, son?" asked the man, stretching out his hands.

"Alhamdulillah, Ahsan's good news, Pi," Ahsan replied, approaching the father. For a moment, the father and son hugged each other.

"Are you going to stay here a long time?" ask Mr. Kusuma.

"Why? Does Papi mind?" Ahsan asked back.

"Hahaha, .. What are you saying, son. Papi just asked," said the father.

"Maybe during the semester break, Pi," Ahsan replied.

"So soon finish your lecture, San. Papi has cape, already wants to retire," said Mr. Kusuma.

"Bab, Pi. Ahsan already said that Ahsan is not interested in the world of Papi," Ahsan replied, definitely.

"Lantas, who will continue Papi's business, son? Do you have the heart, if the business that Papi built for years, has to stop because there is no heir?" asked Mr. Kusuma while looking at his son.

Ahsan could only take a deep breath. "We talked again after Ahsan graduated from college, Pi. Right now, Ahsan only wants to learn the qiraat first properly," concluded Ahsan who made his papi silent for a moment.

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Meanwhile, in Halim's rented house.

After the magrib, all the family members gathered for dinner. No exception to Niram. Although Imas' attitude still looks judes, but he does not forbid Niram to join dinner with them.

"Prophey yes, Ram. Uncle's friend, who works at the convection factory, hasn't contacted Uncle either" Halim said, starting talks.

"Yes, Uncle. It's okay" replied Niram.

"You're trying to find your own job. Don't rely on your uncle constantly" Imas said.

"Yes, Tan. The plan is like that too. If allowed, tomorrow Niram wants to find a job. Can you, right, Uncle?" pinta Niram, please be anxious.

"Ish, Ram .. Not that Uncle won't allow it, but you're new to this town. Later can be rough. The city is so vast, and you have no idea about the streets in this city at all" Halim expressed his anxiety.

"Udah, Bang. Don't be lebay like that! Niram would not be able to know the streets here if he never went out of the house. Let him know his surroundings. After all, she is not a child who will forget the way home," said Imas who felt disliked her husband was too worried about Niram.

"Auntie's right, Uncle. After all, Niram was already big. It can't be too rough either. Niram promised, Niram will remember all the streets in this city. If necessary, Niram will take note, hehehe,." - Joked Niram while chuckling.

"Yes, but .. please take good care of yourself, son. Don't follow the person who rebukes you. Moreover, the delinquents who like to hang in the end of the front alley," continued Halim.

"Okay, Uncle," replied Niram.

After dinner, Niram cleared the dinner table. He stored the remaining side dishes into the food cabinet. After that, he collected the dirty dishes and washed them.

Niram was so busy cleaning the kitchen, while Imas, he was just a foot barge in the front room while watching his favorite soap opera.

Finished with the kitchen affairs, Niram went to the bathroom for ablution. After that, he went to his room and began to perform the isha prayer. In his last bow, Niram always prayed for good and safety for his parents.

Still wearing a mukena, Niram grabbed his tote bag. He began to release the files he needed to apply for the job tomorrow. Actually, Niram has made a CV. However, the CV became invalid when Niram failed to get the job Halim offered.

Niram took out his cover letter. He squeezed the paper. A second later, Niram picked up the folio paper and began writing a cover letter back.

A few minutes passed. Niram signed the cover letter he had made.

"Hopefully there is a provision," muttered Niram while inserting the cover letter and important files as a condition of applying for a job, into a large brown envelope.

Time has shown at 9 p.m. Not wanting to wake up late tomorrow, Niram immediately took off his face and put it in its place. A moment later, he laid his tired body on the thinning foam mattress. Niram began chanting do'a before he fell asleep stringing dreams.

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Next day.

"What time did you leave to look for work, Ram?" ask Halim.

Niram who was mopping the floor, suddenly looked up. Halim was wearing socks as she was about to go to work.

"Just be at home, Uncle," replied Niram.

"Yes already, remember the message Uncle yes. Be careful!" halim said with great emphasis.

"Ready, Uncle!" answer Niram.

Halim shouted to his wife. After Imas came out, Halim said goodbye to his wife.

"Be careful at home, Ma. Many-many sports, menggepel .. let the birth smoothly," Halim message.

Imas just smiled wryly in response to her husband's message.

After finishing cleaning the house rented by the uncle. Niram is getting ready to find a job. Niram does not know which company he wants to go to, because Niram himself does not know the companies in the surrounding environment.

Niram did not get a job today. However, at least Niram will learn to adapt to the surrounding environment.

"Niram go first, Tan," said Niram to his aunt.

"Yes, go!" expel Imas.

Hmm, instead of a do'a, just a swipe that Niram got from the aunt. Miris. However, all that did not dampen Niram's steps to find a job. Using a long skirt and a cherry blossom-patterned blouse, Niram stepped out of his house.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."