The Smile of God for Marissa

Health Post 2

New spirit is coming. The medical team that had just come to approach the refugees, talked and joked, melting the atmosphere. Lina whispered in my ear.

“ Risa ! Marissa there is a man whose face is cool abiz.” Lina was barely prancing around, if only there was not a strange look from a young nurse beside the doctor in army uniform.

“ What the heck you are, Lin. Shame dong seen Allah. We are hysterical women when we see handsome men. No deh. Malu”. Lina looked at me sharply and next she held my face and faced her face.

“ What ? Ih, look, it looks like, you cried last night huh ? Who is crying for is it so sad ? “ Lina's voice was hardened as if on purpose for all eyes to look at me. Right, a man who yesterday afternoon met me in the park, smiled at us.

“ Remembers my past sins and may . . . . sleep deprivation perhaps. “ucapku accordingly. Lina sneered in disbelief. A thumbs up from the man in the corner of the room, towards Lina. Lina smiled happily.

“ Lack of sleep what you know, eight o'clock people are already in the room kok.”Shamsya. Qomar smile. The man who was always watching my movements also smiled.

“ Yes but at two o'clock I've woken Mbak .”

Syamsya and Qomar. There is a sense of sadness to see them getting closer. Lina was silent and I was the same. A second later, Lina pulled my arm and led me away from them.

“ We go to the kitchen yuk ! Shame I see Mas Qomar whispering continues with Syamsya.” I followed Lina's invitation. Not because I was jealous of them, but more because I wanted to help mothers prepare lunch. I saw Qomar standing up and walking out of the room.

“ This time I do not want to talk about the topic about men.” Lina paused her intention when she found out I turned my body towards the furnace.

“ Don't tell me you're crying because of Mas Qomar.” Goda.

“ Was Yes, but now God willing is not.”

“ So ben . . . . “ I shut Lina's mouth with my hand. I don't want Lina to neutralize the sound. I don't want him to hear our conversation.

“ Don't be hard. Speak slowly I can still hear.”tegasku while putting new wood in the furnace. Blow it up and flip the fried tempeh in front of me.

“ Yes. So it's true you've put your heart into him?”

“ I tried to forget.”

“ Uh, but it's indeed better. Even though he said he fell in love with you, apparently, seeing Syamsya who is now suffering, his heart was broken. But you know no, you're better off everywhere. It's pretty pinter anyway. Great lecturer and psychologist candidates.”

“ According to him not so. We'll talk about something else.” Saying slowly.

“ But Ris. “

“ We stop talking that.’my words in a loud voice made some villagers who were in the kitchen look towards us.

“ Okey. “

We're silent. Lina understood my wish, Thank God.

My hopes of having Qomar are running aground. He's getting closer to Shamsya and I know, Lina's getting mad. Ba’da dhuhur yesterday, he pulled my arm and grumbled me all out. He said I didn't want to and there was no effort to keep my love, didn't want to open my heart a little and I don't know anything else.

“ Tell me, Rissa, you were crying yesterday because she wasn't ?”I answered the sentence, but this time Lina made it a weapon to corner me.

“ Lina, there is nothing more precious than happy brother.”lapku henceforth.

“ But he's nothing.” Tandas Lina growled.

“ That was then, now he is already my brother. For the sake of Shamsya anything I will give, including Kak Qomar.”

“ And that's stupid name. Why ? Why do you sacrifice yourself and your love for his sake?”Lina left me alone in the courtyard beside the village hall. “I didn't sacrifice my feelings. Brother Qomar does not care about me,” Lina just took a deep breath. My heart's confused. I just think how happy it is to give happiness to others, let alone to make someone new to the disaster. I want to see Syamsya smile. I don't know why there is such satisfaction in my heart to see him happy, regardless of how my heart is right now.

I started to doubt myself. Between being sincere and not letting go of my feelings for Qomar, I now try to forget him and really have to give him to Shamsya.

***

At lunchtime, we were struck by the sound of ambulance sirens. For a moment we were stunned, watching some cars enter the shelter school. We who were in the common kitchen stood, watching what was really happening. Some volunteers moved quickly to lower a coffin. I saw a man holding a little boy who was struggling to call his mother. My throat's choked. I don't know who's in the crate and who's calling her mother, because we're a long distance away.

Some medical personnel began to seduce the little girl who was struggling, but failed. I would love to come to him, but I immediately paled because the work in the public kitchen more while they were in the health post has a lot of energy.

“What's up ahead there, Sir ?” I held my broom to the man who was walking towards me.

“Is there a Mbak Risa here ?” instead of answering my question, the father distracted me.

“What's looking for me, Sir ?” manya curious.

“ Anu Mbak, Mbak requested come to health epos.” The father was silent while breathing. “Tiny boy it uterus thrashing and looking for Mbak Risa. “. I was momentarily stunned. That little boy is looking for me ?

I immediately ran into the kitchen, asking Lina to continue my work. Lina assented. And I finally ran to the health post.

Kusibak crowd of people who surround the corpse with difficulty. Now that I heard, Nina called my name.

“ Mbak Risa, . . . .I want Miss Risa. I don't want to equal you guys” he said as he grabbed some people who were nearby.

“ Yes, Nina. Mbak Risa here.” I shouted as I continued to shake the crowd. After struggling I finally managed to get close to Nina who kept thrashing calling my name.

“Nina darling.’ I touched the small body in the male sling and before long Nina looked at me and immediately held my hand. The man who was carrying her immediately handed Nina to me.

“Mbak Risa . . . . “ Nina clutched my shoulders tight. I can barely breathe because of it. For a moment I let her cry. The quail of her long hair with my right hand, and then the gaze across the eyes of the angina, may find a seat.

Nina's large body made my hand unable to hold her for too long. I finally found what I was looking for. A long chair in front of the health post became my temporary place to hear the sigh of Nina, my little girl.

“Mbak . . . mother, Mbak . . .” he said continuously.

I can't say anything to just calm Nina down. I could only nod and pet it for a while.

“It turns out God is evil once, Ma'am.” Nina's words back made me helpless.I wanted to say something but I paled. I hugged his body tightly. Nina finally shut up. No longer whining or saying anything, he looked me in the face and looked around me.

“Nin . .” I said while stroking his head. I kissed her face many times and felt no tears that I had difficulty holding, flooding in my face. Nina was crying in silence.

“Mbak” once again he called me with a sad look.

“Iya, darling. Mbak Risa here.”

“No darling. No. gabe. God is Most Merciful and Merciful. He knows what is best for each of his servants. He knew Nina was so strong that He tested Nina with a heavy one. But believe me, Nina is not alone.”

“Mbaaak.”

“Ya ?”

“Will Ma'am Risa be my mother?” door's welding.

“Nina will live with Mbak Risa. Risa's sister will be Nina's sister, right? Nina will stay alive, and continue the struggle of father and mother.We fight together huh?” I saw Nina just nod.

“You've eaten ?” gently sweep. Nina shakes.

“Eat now huh? Mbak bribe?” once again he nodded.

“I'm not hungry, Ma'am.” Legally.

“But promise you will eat after this?”

Nina nodded.

“If that time Nina does not sleep, surely mom will be with me and we can die together, huk huk,”

“Tak well said like that, Nin. God knows what is best for us. Be thankful that He gives us a chance to live. We can improve ourselves to become His best servant. “

“Mbaaak,”

“Iya, dear ? What's up?”

“I want to sit near mom.” Her request. I immediately lowered her down and led her into a mosque, where Nina's mother's body was buried. Nina just silently stared at the coffin that was still being mistaken for some refugees.

“Are you going to the tomb?” I asked Nina. He nodded slowly.

“Okey, Ma'am accompany yes?” he nodded once more.

***

Mother Nina's funeral procession is underway. The coffins were removed from the mosque, and the mourners stood up following the funeral ceremony. Me and Nina sat next to Mr. Samsul, the Head of the Village of Kemanukan who was representing the family to give a speech. I saw that Nina was no longer crying. He kept hugging me and after Syamsul sir was done, the officer who led the way of the ceremony immediately gave time to Ustad Salim.

Ustad Salim led the prayer, then gave a little encouragement to the audience. After the prayer was over, the body was taken into an ambulance. Nina and I sat in the village chief's car, we headed to the nearby village public cemetery because Kemanukan had really been hit by a landslide after last night.

I hug Nina tightly. I looked at my sweet face. The little girl in my arms was so exhausted. He may not be able to sleep all night waiting for his mother. I massaged his back for a while and it seemed like he was enjoying my massage. He almost fell asleep, if only the car did not stop immediately and we had to go down to the tomb.

“It's here, baby. Let's go down” I said slowly. Nina nodded. The village chief opened the car door and we went down and followed the coffin very quickly to the tomb.

Arriving at the tomb, Ustad Salim again led the funeral. The crate was opened and the body was lifted and put into a burrow. I invited Nina to come a little closer to see Nina's mother's body for the last time, even though she was covered in a shroud.

Liang is the size of two times one meter It looks clean. There was no stone or water, though the rain has rained for days.

“ You see, baby? How your mother's grave is very clean. “ I said to Nina. “ very loose and your mother may die in husnul khotimah. “ my link. Nina seemed to be making sure of all my words. He tried to look at his mother's burrow, then nodded at me.

“ God loves him very much. You know what ? When a person dies, all his charity is cut off except three things.”

“ What is it ?” asked Nina curiously.

“ Amal jariyah, useful science and sholih sholihah child who always pray for his parents. Your mother can only hope for prayer from you. Therefore Ms. Risa asked, remain patient and always send prayers to your mother so that she continues in His protection. “

“Thank you, Ma'am.” Nina hugged me tight.

“But I'm afraid Mbak.” Reciprocity.

“What are you afraid of ? “

“I will live with whom after this ?” nina was lethargic.

Curse his body in my arms.

“Kau will live with Mbak. Want?” He's nodding. “ Now let us sit down for a while, we send a prayer to your mother. “

Fifteen minutes we dhikr, to pray for the body of Nina's mother until Mr. Samsul called us to immediately to the shelter school because the cloud had graced the sky of District B this afternoon.

***

Arriving at the shelter, Nina and I headed straight to the health post. I'm sure Nina needs a medical checkup. At least he needs vitamins to restore his body in order to be refreshed.

“Assalamualaikum,” my words spread greetings.

“Waalaikum greetings,” all those in the post answered my greetings. Doctor Wildan looked at me. He immediately grabbed Nina's hand and stroked her head gently.

“It's done?” sweep it to me. I just nodded. I asked Nina to sit on the couch. Then I told him to lie down. Doctor Wildan immediately sent the young doctor who had just seen me for the first time. The young doctor looked at me and turned his gaze towards Nina. He immediately put up his stethoscope and looked at me.

“The conditions are very weak” he said slowly.

“Perhaps because she hasn't eaten yet, Doc. “ I immediately grabbed my phone to call Lina to deliver food for Nina to the health post. I called many times but failed many times.

“Who did you contact?’ ask the young doctor.

“My friends in the kitchen. I want to ask him to come bring food to Nina.” My solute. The doctor immediately sent a nurse into the kitchen. Nurse Susi looked at me hatefully but I didn't care. What I want today, I can take care of Nina and invite her to forget the events that made her life suffer.

“Ris, introduce. This is doctor Irawan. Doctor Irawan, this is Risa, a Psychology student who always helps refugees.”

“Irawan,” he said as he extended his hand. I could only look at him and then nod. He pulled his hand and apologized a few times.

“I'm sorry, Doc. Sorry for not shaking hands with men. I'm Risa,” my words.