THE SUFFERING OF YOUNG MISS
WHAT AN AMAZING FAMILY
"I'm Aisha ma'am." Aisyah introduces herself while kissing the back of Indra's mother's hand.
"You are a good woman, a lucky man who will be your husband." Indra's mother touched Aisyah's head.
"Aisha is married."
"I'm a lucky man to be her husband she's mom." Bastian also kissed the back of Indra's mother's hand.
"May your family always be a happy family." Mother indra prayed sincerely.
"Amin ma'am."
"Mom, Indra light the candle first." Indra rushed into the house first.
"Yes boy. Our guests must not have gotten used to the dark, if the dark light had made no difference." Indra's mother said bitterly.
Aisyah and the others became sad to hear the words of Indra's mother.
Not long after in the house Indra has been seen a little brighter, the light illumination comes from some candles lit by Indra.
"Please enter brother." Indra let all four of his guests in.
"Thank you." Aisyah smiled at Indra while holding back miserably.
"What kind of son did you bring something to eat for your father and sister?" Indra's mother asked her son.
"Oh yeah it's still in the car." Bastian just remembered that before leaving for Indra's house they had bought food for the Indra family.
"Let Abi take it." Abimayu immediately went out to get the food left in the car, which they had bought before they left for Indra's house.
Actually Aisyah was eager to ask about the electricity that died at the house of Indra, but Aisyah was worried that the question would offend Indra's mother.
"The house has been three months away from using electricity." Indra's mother told her own story, as if she could guess what was in the minds of her guests.
"Why mom?" Finally Serly could no longer hold back her curiosity.
"The PLN side has revoked it, because it's been three months we can't pay for it." Indra's mother replied with a sad face.
They all just fell silent to Indra's mother's answer, none of them wanted to ask questions, because they knew the question from them would make Indra's parents more sad.
"It's mom." Abimayu handed the package to Indra's mother after she was inside the house again.
"What's this?"
"That's for my husband and youngest son, Indra told us that his father was sick." Abimayu looked sadly at Indra's mother.
"May all your kindness to mother be reciprocated." Indra's mother looked even more sad when she received a gift from Abimayu.
"There are also some drugs from pharmacies for the husband's mother. Hopefully after taking the medicine, the mother's husband can recover quickly." Aisha said to Indra's mother.
"Amine..." Indra's mother looks happy.
"Would mother and mother's family eat first, pity the child and mother's husband at this hour have not eaten. It's twelve o'clock more." Aisha said to Indra's mother.
"Yet again I am very grateful to you all."
"We're happy to help the mother's family, the mother's family has taught us many things." Bastian looked at Indra's mother's face with feelings of haru.
*****
At dawn, Aisyah woke up her husband. Since legally becoming Aisyah's husband, Bastian is often asked by his wife to pray five times.
"Dear wake up." Aisyah shook her husband's shoulders slowly.
But there was no response from Bastian.
"My handsome husband I love you." Aisha whispered softly in her husband's ear.
"I love you too." Bastian suddenly embraces his wife's neck, but Bastian's eyes are still closed.
"Wake up prayer dear. Remember that great husband, the husband who is always in charge. Especially in religion." Aisyah rubbed her husband's head gently.
"Darling... You are the wingless angel that God sent for me." Bastian woke up and kissed his wife on the lips.
Although the scene was often done by her husband, especially when Aisyah woke her husband, but still, what was done by her husband always made Aisyah's cheeks flushed red.
"Sweetie you forgot where we are?" Aisha asked her husband.
Hearing the question from his wife, Bastian immediately noticed the situation around him.
"Yes I remember."
"Prepare to go to mushola."
"To mushola?"
"Ya Indra and her mother usually pray at dawn."
Dimushola.
Masya Allah. Aisyah looked in amazement at the mushola packed with people who came, to pray the congregation's dawn.
Bastian also looks shocked looking into the mushola. Bastian did not expect in this difficult condition, it turns out there are still many who still care about religion.
Allaahu akbar Allaahu
Asyhadu allaa illalaha
Hayya 'alashshalaah
Hayya 'alalfalaah
Qad qaamatish - shalaah Qad qaamatish - shalaah
Allaahu akbar Allaahu
The laa ilaaha illallaah
A man reads the Iqomah from a mushola.
A few minutes later.
After the morning prayers were over, some people started to come out of the mosque to go home.
"Son's father just saw you." Suddenly a middle-aged man greeted Bastian with a friendly smile, as Bastian was about to stand up.
"Oh yes sir, I've only been here once, I'm Bastian." Bastian returned the smile of the man who greeted him.
"Who's home is here?" Again the middle-aged man asked in a friendly manner.
"The Indra house sir."
"Ohhh... You can talk to Bastian for a minute."
"Of course you can sir." Bastian answered, then looked back.
The middle-aged man who was talking to Bastian followed Bastian's gaze.
"I'll tell my wife first."
Aisyah is seen walking closer to Bastian.
"Why?" Aisha asked her husband.
"Hmmm... There's something I want to talk to first, baby you go home first yes, same Indra and mom."
"Yes." Yeah." Aisha answered briefly. "Assalamualaik." Aisyah said hello while smiling at the man near her husband.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." The middle-aged man who was talking to Bastian answered Aisyah's greeting.
A little while after Aisha left.
"Well you can know what relationship Bastian has with Mr. Sunarto's family?" The middle-aged man asked Bastian.
"Sir Sunarto?" Bastian looks confused.
"Yes, Mr. Sunarto, Indra's father."
"Ohhh... We're distant brothers." Bastian said a lie.
"Hemms." The middle-aged man nodded slowly. "Oh yes I am Nature. People around here usually call me Mr. Alam. I'm this mushola manager." Mr. nature gave evidence.
"Is Mr. Alam still related to Mr. Sunarto."
"No... But you know very well Mr. Sunarto's family."
"Oh yeah."
"Son Bastian must know that Mr. Sunarto is a very good man. He's a very generous person, long before there was a pandemic their family was okay." Mr. Alam looked sad.
"What happened to their families?"
"Since the corona virus entered this country, Mr. Sunarto's life began to disintegrate, he got a PHK."
"Continue?"
"Not long after getting a PHK Mr. Sunarto began to get sickly. In conditions that are still sick, Mr. Sunarto looking for work everywhere, but which company would accept employees whose health is not one hundred percent, what else is a pandemic like this. Almost every company reduces its employees."
Bastian just quietly heard the story about Indra's parents from Mr. Alam.
"Before he got a PHK first, Mr. Sunarto often helped others. He also always routinely gives donations to the parlour every month."
"But is it Sunarto's salary..?!" Bastian did not continue his words.
"Yes, you could say his salary is very mediocre, but still he can always set aside a small portion of his salary to be given to others who are more in need."
Bastian could no longer hold back his tears, after hearing the story of the Indra family from Pak Alam.
"Many people try to help ease Mr. Sunarto's burden, but Mr. Sunarto always subtly rejects those who try to help him."
"What is the reason Mr. Sunarto refused the help of citizens?"
"He always said, don't make him have too much debt, because for Mr. Sunarto every citizen help to his family, he considered it a debt. Nak Bastian must also know, every money from Indra begging, it is always recorded by Mr. Sunarto every day."
"For what?"
"Sir Sunarto said to me, the money will be returned later, after he can get sustenance."
"How to return it, the money comes from the giving of hundreds and even thousands of people."
"Sunarto said, to return it does not have to be on the same person. He said how to restore can kepanti, mushola and elsewhere."
