The Smile of God for Marissa

Health Post 1

Half an hour and a half Lina came to the boarding. The three of us left after asking for permission Mas Kinkan the owner of the room.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the shelter school. We are just speculating, perhaps it is true, that all refugees in Kemanukan were transferred to all shelter schools. Lina and Maulida parked the motorbike in a parking lot provided by officers.

We slowly walked down the school hallway. There were so many refugees crying hysterically, that my friends and I couldn't see one face at a time what I knew.

“Astaghfirullah,” many times Ida beristighfar. He was shocked to see the sight before him. I worried about her condition so much that Lina and I decided to look for a health post.

After walking around the entire vast area of the school, we finally found a health post.

“Assalamualaikum, “ threes we try to penetrate the crowd. No one responded, but Lina and I went in. Maulida refused to let me in and chose to sit outside.

“Assalamaicum, Doc. Sorry I just came.” I'll take my word with Dr. Wildan.

“It just so happens that you came, Ris. You helped me to cope with my enslaving patient today.” Ask Dr. Wildan while handing over some gauze pads. I received the gauze bandage, and then I remained glued to watch him cleaning the patient's wound with a revanol. I saw him working very deftly. After some time, I tried to approach some of the injured victims in the arms and legs. I cleaned their wounds with a revanol like Dr. Wildan did. I don't know how many hours we worked in silence.

“Where were you yesterday afternoon ?” ask doctor Wildan after seeing all the victims calm down because they have been treated for his injuries.

“I'm back in the boarding house, Doc. Turns out my family came from Jogjakarta, and I couldn't meet them.”

“When did they come ? Why can't you meet ?” ask Dr. Wildan to be curious.

“Two days ago. They send messages via whatsapp, but because in the location there is no signal, I read a new message after I get to kos. “.

“Thank you came home last night, Ris. Otherwise, I don't know how your reaction received a landslide after.” Doctor Wildan said slowly. It looks so cloudy on his face. I don't know what he's feeling, but I can certainly feel how panicked they are.

“Where are all my friends, Doc? I haven't seen them at all.”

Doctor Wildan explained.

“They may still be in the evacuation camp yesterday, helping with the evacuation of goods to be moved here. You will surely be more surprised to see them very well and romantic.” Tempted doctor Wildan while rolling his eyes to Lina.

“What the hell is a doctor? “

“They are very friendly, especially when a loud bang is heard. When the incident happened, they were sitting together on the front bench of the village hall, where we sat yesterday.”

“Leave it, Doc. I'm okay anyway. They are my best friends.” Saying slowly. Actually I would love to cover my race, but I think the young doctor in front of me can read it.

“At that time they hugged, you know, Ris.” This time I really couldn't stand the temptation. I hit him on the shoulder until he grimaced in pain.

“ow, sakiit,” hisses.

I almost held the shoulder I just hit earlier if I hadn't seen the nurse's eyes staring at us hatefully. I paled my intention and then I set foot toward the patient who was now sitting by the window.

“Assalamualaikum, Mr. “ I say hello. The father who was holding his foot then looked at me in amazement.

“ You, mbak Risa right ?” sapana.

“Iya, Sir. How are you today ?” I tried to open up a conversation to distract the people around me especially nurse Susi and doctor Wildan. I would love to tell Nurse Susi that there is nothing between me and Doctor Wildan, but I say nothing.

“ News I'm not doing well, Ma'am. My son hasn't come home until now.” Answer while glaring. It looks so cloudy on his face. Slowly I saw the old man's eyes in front of me begin to glaze over.

“God willing, may you return soon, sir. We pray that God will protect her wherever she is.” Sahutku.

“Mbak sure my son is still alive ?” the old man in front of me held my hand tightly. I suddenly got her action.

“Hopefully, Sir. Nothing is impossible for God. Everything that is difficult before us will be very easy in His hands. We humans can only rely, surrender to its resolve without despair.” My welcome.

“Hopefully what Mbak said will come true. I hope my son Rian is truly in the protection of Allah Swt.”

“Aammiin,” I guarantee the father's prayer slowly.

***

Nine o'clock in the morning, sirens blaring around us. I could only see a few police cars and soldiers stopping in the schoolyard of the shelter, and taking down the displaced victims of the B subdistrict landslide. Lina and I immediately headed to the refugees to help them pick up the things they were carrying. Many cried, and came in terrible conditions.

“Risa, I don't seem strong to be around here.” Maulida said slowly. I looked at her pale face and then I asked her to sit in the garden near the fish pond.

“You can go back to the cost, Da. Alone huh?” my spoken.

“ But if in my own kos I also do not dare.” Whining slowly.

“Then ?How should I step ?” many confused.

“Ris, you go home yes !” door's welding.

“If I go home, it means I can't do anything at the cost. My feeling will not be comfortable seeing the situation here that desperately needs help, while I just sit sweetly at home. How about you take Sisy to bed at the goods store last night or two nights?” my proposal.

“Will I try, Ris. But please take me with you!”

“Oh my God, Ida. Can't you really go home alone?”

I don't end piker with my friend this one. She really can't understand. He was told not to be alone, invited and he did not dare. Rabb, what should I do now ?

“What's up?’ lina asked after she saw our condition.

“Ida wants to go home but don't dare.” My solute.

“Shortly. “ Lina soon passed. Ten minutes later, he came with the Word.

“You can go home with the Word. He's going into town to pick up supplies at the Regiment headquarters. “ Said Lina. Firman and Maulida finally go home together. Lina and I continued our activities. Helping refugees to organize goods and personnel in the classroom. Then again come to the health post.

“You guys from where? Someone was looking here.” The nurse Susi said while pouting.

“Sorry we just helped refugees outside.” Lina Sahut. He began to get annoyed with the nurse for eavesdropping on the conversation many times with doctor Wildan. Lina may also be angry at him because she has already begun to dare to tease doctor Wildan.

“Assalamualaikum” greetings I heard from the entrance of the health room.

“Waalaikum salam warahmatullah,’ I answer my greetings and I turned my face towards the source of the voice. Shamsa and Qomar. They came carrying a cardboard box in their hands. I saw Shamsa's eyes sparkling at me.

“Iya, Ma'am. This morning we came straight here, because the news on television said that the refugee camp was moved to the shelter school.

“How were you last night?” tanya Qomar is full of hate. I don't know why he's acting like that to me. I certainly don't want to talk to him today.

***

In the afternoon, when I felt my strength was no longer needed at the health post, Lina and I stepped into the soup kitchen. Not many volunteers there. The only person I know is Ms. Samsul, the wife of the village chief of Kemanukan.

“Assalamualaikum, Bu.” Sapaku.

“Waalaikum salam warahmatullah” said while looking at me cheerfully.

“Alhamdulillah, mbak Risa congratulations.” Reciprocity. He walked towards me and hugged me tightly while crying happily.

“Please excuse me, Mom. Yesterday I went home to the boarding house, so I don't know what happened last night. In the morning I saw the television news about the aftershocks and the transfer of health posts in this school.” My answer.

“Lucky you're home, Ma'am. Otherwise, I don't know what happened to you. Last night we panicked when we didn't see Ms. Risa around us. We consider Mbak to be a victim like his mother Nina who was taking water in a well not far from the village hall.”

“Innalillah. What about Nina's mother now, Mom? “tanyaku.

“Do not know the next news. All I know is that he's in the ICU room of the county hospital. We are really relieved that you are here, Ma'am. “again, Ms. Syamsul hugged me.

“Bu”

“ Yes, he said while looking at my face.

“How is Nina doing?” Nina is still in the ICU waiting for her mother. She kept crying.” replied Ms. Syamsul slowly. Her tears are flowing again. I don't know what to do. To be sure today I know why Qomar was angry with me earlier. He probably tried to find me last night. He's probably freaking out seeing that I'm not there. Ah let,’batinku.

***

This afternoon I sat in front of the health post. I haven't seen Sulis and Meta around us. I was eager to find Shamsa and ask him where Sulis and Meta were. I went around the school but I haven't managed to find the person I'm looking for. I would be desperate if I hadn't heard the laughter of a woman in an empty classroom. My hair stands. Maybe it's because I feel that there's no way in an empty classroom that there's a human being. I watched the class for a moment. The door is closed but not locked. I would love to open that door and see who is in that room but I'll drop it off. Suddenly the door opened and I saw two people, holding hands out of the room.

“We have lunch first, yuk !” Take the man from whose voice is familiar to my ears. I was the one standing behind the door they couldn't see.

“But, Mas. “ said a woman who must be Syamsa. He spoke in a very spoiled voice. I felt something strange infiltrate the pain in my chest. I was caught in the shackles of their affection, while to escape I was confused. If they knew I was hiding behind the door, they would think I was purposely stalking them. If I stay where I am today, I am the tormented one.

I heard them talk for a moment.

“But what ? I haven't eaten in the morning. Come on, I'll buy you. Please!”

This time I saw Syamsa pinching Qomar's arm.

“Auw, ailing”Pampered Qomar.

“Biarina. Mas Qomar naughty anyway.” Syamsa continued to tease Qomar and for some time Syamsa pinched Qomar.

“God ! How cool they were to hang around so unaware of my existence. Help me to escape from this unpleasant atmosphere” murmured me.

“Sa . .” Qomar called out the name of Shamsa.

“I . .aaaaa” Syamsa hasn't had time to answer Qomar's call, somehow he screamed. I was curious to see what happened until Syamsa spoke.

“Mas Qomar accidentally kissed me huh?” ask him cheerfully. I heard a loud noise. Maybe he's hitting Qomar. And again I heard the voice of Qomar.

“Auws. Sakiit darling.”

What ?

“He said a word of affection to Syamsa? Oh my God. I'm injured.”Mumbled again.

Unfortunately I can't see Syamsa's face. But maybe she was blinking flowers and her face was very cheerful.

“Come !” suddenly Qomar invited Shamsa and, holding hands, they left the room.

I can breathe a sigh of relief. But still in an unpleasant mood. I felt that my heart would soon be hurt by their closeness so I finally decided to sit in the back garden of the school. The garden is beautiful with a wide variety of large trees and underneath there are circular round chairs on each tree body.

I took my breath out slowly to reduce the pain. I don't want to drag on with my broken love. I want to end my feelings for Qomar, the commander of my regiment. But for some reason, I felt that every time I wanted to forget, God showed their affection. I felt my eyes getting hot. My gaze blurred and before long a drop after another warm tear flooded my face.

“Yes God, how sad I am” I sigh. “My love not only claps one hand but is completely unrequited.” My welcome.

God !

Please Your servant to forget one of your creatures who has been accompanying my wishful thinking.’ucapku slowly.

“There are three things that when found in a person it will surely taste the deliciousness of faith. First, if he loves Allah and the Apostle more than any other. Second, If he loves his fellow man solely because of Allah, Third, reluctantly returns to the heathen after God has saved him, as reluctantly put into hell” Suddenly a voice breaks my daydream. A man has been standing next to me for how long. I looked at his face slowly. I felt all my hair sitting on my feet, watching who the counsellor was today. He's a very handsome man. The man who was always watching the volunteers was looking for victims, the army commander whom I had seen a lot of times ignored me all along. Now he's close to me and we're just the two of us. He was wearing a full army uniform with a neat appearance and subhanallah, he was handsome.

“Adik sat here by himself ?” tanyanya. “Many people ahead there are in much more miserable conditions than us. But strangely enough, man has always felt himself the most miserable being. “

“I . . .Yes , Brother. “ I replied stuttering. Let my eyes out to the –sharp pebbles at my feet, trying to group them by color, size and type just takes the fear out. Of course with just the eye.

“Adik often sits on this stone ?” tanyanya.

“No.”my answer is firm.

“Air here is fresh once. But why would you prefer to be alone compared to sitting with your friends in front of you ? “ I'm still in my position. Down, contemplating a fate that can hardly be separated from the atmosphere that I do not want.

“Which person's sister ? ”

“Sa . .I son Jogjakarta Sister.”

Next we were silent. Each one is busy with his own thoughts. I deliberately came down from a boulder and I forced myself to leave him alone.I don't want anyone to assume that I was taking advantage of the situation to date.

“Pardon me, Brother, I have to go inside. “ I immediately leave it without waiting for the answer.

“Not for fear of me is it?”

“Em . . . ti . . .no, Brother. Sorry I have to go to the village hall. Not both men and women in this place. Sorry, I have to go back to help in the soup kitchen. assalamualaikum “ With a small run my feet stepped leaving the young man who has been staying for a few days in the refugee camp. I was really scared and I didn't want him to know how I felt.