The Smile of God for Marissa

Dreams of Early Day

Down the driveway on the highway around me as I was enjoying the hustle and bustle of the road, stepping in a directionless hurry.

There's no one around me. Lina and Santi friends who always accompany me wherever I go, are now going to the capital, representing the campus with two other students, Teguh and Aris Sulistiawan, following the national robot design competition. They are good at designing robots. His design won a gold medal in a region-level robot competition so they had to represent the province competing at the national level.

Sisy my boarding buddy is coming home to her parents at the Army Dormitory in my town. Although his residence was in the campus area, he chose to spend time in Flamboyan with me.

Maulida is also busy completing her college assignments at Nina's house. I don't have any friends. Everyone is busy with their business. While I still have no burden whatsoever. There was no written deadline from the college magazine or any other task I had to complete like the past days. All the regiment activity reports have been completed, the campus article I sent via email yesterday and the task of the lecture is waiting to be binding by Meta.

In the hustle and bustle of the city, I could only swing my steps down the sidewalk while occasionally looking around. Not yet found my purpose, I was struck by a greeting from a creature of God named a cycling man who followed me from behind. He did not say a word, just followed me faithfully, before finally a gentle greeting I heard in the ear for the second time. Believe it or not, I tried to return the greeting, but my mouth was silent, unable to pronounce a line of answers that I had memorized out of my head. For a moment, I walked into a thin, smiling face showing off a line of neat teeth.

“God, God ! Perfectly Your creation that now stands before me.”batinku. My eyeballs are still fixed in the beautiful scenery of God's grace at this time, as if I am reluctant to turn to look the other way. My tongue could not take out a word as if thousands of tons of rope were tying it tightly in my mouth.

The thin-faced and smashing-haired man said his greetings for the third time. But Lord, why is my mouth still not open to be able to answer his greetings. Only my heart says wa alaikum salam, and that means how stupid I am. I was still stunned when I saw him get off his bike and walk to track me. Following my steps and before he greeted me with his first sentence, suddenly . . . “Dhuuuuung, “ an explosion caught my ear.

The mysterious man who just got off his bike and approached me is gone. I found myself still on my back in my room. I woke up from sleep. I couldn't believe what I was going through because the dream I just had was the same dream I had been dreaming for a few days. For a moment I was still lying down and I threw my gaze at Sisy's bed opposite me. I jumped, I found Sisy lying there, not coming home like I had just had a dream. I rubbed my eyelids, assuring that the sight before me was really Sisy my friend, not a ghost.

Many times I closed my eyes and I opened, it turned out that Sisy's body remained in her bed. I immediately woke up from sleep and sat pensively on my little couch. Electricity is down again. My hand felt the mattress to find the cellular that I remember putting on my head, just to give light in the room. Maybe the explosion I just heard was an explosion at an electrical substation in the east of my town. I spent a few minutes fumbling and finally found cellular. Not on the bed but at the study table. Swab the screen and a little light is emitted. Time shows at twenty-thirty minutes. It was still very early in the morning because the alarm I had set up to wake me up pointed at three, not yet sounding.

I was too lazy to go down the cot to reach for the light I had cased yesterday. I trained my way to the ablution room and established my isya and tahajjudku.

Ba’da maghrib, I felt my head dizzy and heavy that I could not hold back. I refuse to invite my friends to enjoy the language children's drama show on campus because I have to take care of my condition. When my head is dizzy, sleep is the elixir, so tonight, when my friends leave, I lay down my body. My goal is one, to prepare a healthy body tomorrow to carry out activities on campus. I live far away from my family. Do not want to feel burdened friends in arms.

After my tahajjud, dhikir night I extended.I raised my head, and I raised both hands, with a slight tremble, I thanked God for all the most beautiful gifts that always poured out on me.

"Yes Rabb, O Rahman, thank You for all Your graces for me. I am Your servant, thank God, for all the favors that I feel today. "suddenly my wish is to remember the young man in my dream a few minutes ago. " O God, I know, the same dreams you sent me are very real and beautiful. But I do not want to precede Your destiny, I do not want to deduce for myself what it is, and with my prayer, O Rabb, I ask for Your guidance."

Thirty minutes I finished my prayers and prayers. I spread my body on the couch. My eyes were closed but, baby, my brain couldn't get me to sleep anymore. The dreams I had repeatedly disturbed my mind. How could this possibly happen ? Same dream and I never thought about it. I don't know what that means. All I know is which face of the man in my dream I know but I don't know whose face it is. None of my friends had that face.

I covered my face with a pillow. I focused on sleeping, but I failed. Somehow long, my defense was not strong enough to stop my brain thinking hard looking maybe there are people who look like men in my dreams.

Just getting sleepy, I heard Sisy wake up and leave the room. My concern about the dream that made it difficult for me to close my eyes came and invited me to think again. I'd love to throw it as far as the eye can see, but baby, I failed. My fear forced me to recall my new dreams.

“You're awake or you can't sleep, Risa ?“ greet Sisy while turning on her mobile phone. I don't believe in my hearing. Apparently he knows I'm awake.

“I woke up when the power went out. “ sahutku.

“O yes ? Why ? “Tanyanya curious. “the same dream came again ?’ continued.

“Where did you know ?” ask me without covering up my surprise. This isn't the first time Sisy has managed to guess my thoughts. He was like a sixth sense human being. The words he spoke were always accurate.

“There is no need to think about where the information came from, which is clear, the dawn prayer should have been reverberating, only we do not hear. This is the time when we establish prayer facing ourselves to the Almighty.’ He said as he walked out of the room. I followed his steps and we both prayed together.

***

05.30

Thank God the electricity is on.

I still struggle with my laptop. My fingers danced on the keys, and I finally produced sentence after sentence that formed paragraphs in my diary files. Dude, my first diary has become a book that has given me enough coins that I can use to finance my college. The book I've been in this morning, is my third diary. Bismillah, I want my second and third diary to give me many benefits that will lead me to a real prosperity and life satisfaction. I am eager to share, morally and materially with the people around me as I did a while ago. My book is only enjoyed by students in my campus area, but God willing, I will become a famous writer in Indonesia. Aamiins.

I read my diary again. My eyes were still seeping into my first sentence when Sisy suddenly came. Scurrying and screaming in panic.

“ Avalanche weave, Risa.” Sisy said as she sat in front of me. It was as if his breath was breathing heavily, like he had just traveled a long distance.

For a moment I was fixated, my thoughts were staring far east of my city. My hair stands. I remember, just one week ago I and my regiment friends were staying at one of the houses in Kemanukan and now the shocking news about the landslide came.

This district is often affected by disasters. A few months ago a landslide hit a house and killed four people in one family, the mother and her three children at once, while the victims were sleeping. The survivor of that time, the father, told him that he could survive because he had just woke up to take ablution to perform dawn prayers in the mosque, while the victim died because it was difficult to wake up to pray. Audzubillah, we often think that death is still far away.Many of us think we are always safe from various kinds of disasters. So we often delay to perform worship, or even leave altogether.

"Marysa !" Sisy called me with anxiety.

"I . . Yes ? " i was just fascinated by Sisy's call. I don't know why he glared at me like that.

"You daydreamed and didn't notice me ?"

"I heard." I said slowly.

"Warming landslide, Rissa." once again Sisy told me. "Longsor also overrides other districts. Although not as bad as the sweat."

“Where do you know ? “ my question is curious.

“So I met Firman when I came home from the morning market. He said he got caught in a landslide and couldn't go home. A loud explosion from the east that was heard last night was the sound of a landslide. Word also said that after the explosion, the power went out. But strange yes, I really did not hear. “continue Sisy while lying down and tilting her body facing me.

“So that loud noise earlier was the sound of a landslide ? Not the explosion of electric substation on the pantok ?” sahutku.

“You heard the loud noise earlier ? Are you not sleeping?” asked Lusi and Ana who suddenly entered curious.

“Iya, duuung, a loud sound like a TNT explosion as we stelling in regiment primary education in Dodik Belanegara Magelang. At that time I was dreaming. The same dream a few days ago. I'm finally awake. I took my phone and I saw the time pointing at twenty-thirty. I got up, turned on the spare lights and took ablution and prayed. I tried to sleep again but failed. I just flipped through my body until I finally heard you turn on your phone and morning prayers ” I said while correcting my sitting position.

I saw Sisy was agitated.

“ Word says can't go home. Access to the road to his house was cut off by a landslide. Our group will do the work here. All the materials are carried and you can imagine Risa, if she can't go home, what's our fate ? Can I imagine how my group died lice forward without material.” Sisy's screams hysterical.

For a moment I was pensively imagining an event that might not happen to Sisy.

"What's the Word out at night ?"

“Firman said, His mother had acute diarrhea last night. Together with his neighbors and two younger siblings they drove his mother to the hospital. When the mother told him to go home that's what they were stuck.”Lucia explained.

“How is the condition of the house Word yes ?” sisy was curious. I could only raise my shoulders in ignorance. " I don't know. May all be safe. "

"amiyin."

"Indonesia was rocked by disaster for the fifth time, after Sinabung spewed its hot lava, Kelud made a panic, Merapi spewed fire, earthquakes struck everywhere, new news emerged that Kemanukan, Semagung, Semagung, Caok and several villages in Purworejo experienced landslides that took a lot of casualties. One of the villages part of the province where I studied in Purworejo, Central Java. "

"Yes yes, Ris? what's behind this country's disaster ?"

For a moment I just breathed.

"The disaster may come because God is angry with us. Let's imagine it! how bad we are to God. Adultery and LGBT are everywhere. "

"But, Ris. adultery and LBGT are not done by the victims right ? Why do innocent people become victims ?"

" Disaster comes not just as a rebuke, Sy. For victims who do not commit acts that are cursed by God, disaster can also be used as a warning and test to His servant. Learning from all this, let us increase our faith.we increase our vigilance and care for others."

“Ris !” Sisy nudged my arm. He looked at my face and I returned his gaze in silence. I'm just imagining how the victim search model looks.

“Ris! “ once again Sisy nudged my arm.

“Iya ? What's up ?”

“You didn't hear my question ?,’ asked while laying down her body on my couch. “ I want to come to the location today can I? Don't you want to volunteer at Kemanukan ? “ hers

“God's Insya. Later I will ask permission Mas Qomar to invite you and.”

“Then, let's get ready” Get Sisy excited. Sisy and I got up, got a towel and went to the bathroom followed by Lusi and Ana who were going to cook for our breakfast.

***

After taking a shower, I saw Sisy slicing red onions with Luci and Ana. His eyes looked red withstanding tears due to the onion's steam. I can only look at him with pity.

"What the hell, Ris? you see me keep on ?" whining is adorable.

I'm just smiling

"What the hell is it, Ris ? You're looking at Sisy like that ?' Asked Lusi while taking the place of rice.I saw then he was busy putting rice into the container.We do not like to cook using a rice cooker, so had to struggle a little to get healthy food every day.

"Pity him, "I said as I left them and did not forget to put a pinch on Sisy's sweet cheek.

"Rissaaaa"