The Widow's Choice

Jogjaaa, I'm coming!!

The bright shining sun began to roll west. Accompanying everyone with all their activities. The voices of I looked at Adzan Ashar began to echo among the buildings that stood firm. Dropped between the corners of the earth in the power of God.

"Bak Nurul is coming home?" Asked a young man, who was none other than Azka, one of Nurul's colleagues in the minimarket.

"Yes Ka, I'm sorry to keep you guys on vacation." Nurul answered with a sad face.

Because at work there are only 4 employees. If there is a holiday, there will be someone who gets overtime. With the exception of Nurul, he never overtime. And all his friends could understand and understand him.

"I'm off 2 days tomorrow, because Al's birthday. Want to be with Uti said."

"Well, I've added gedhe aja yes mbak si Al. So how many years is it now?" Tanya Azka was enthusiastic.

"8 years old." Nurul answered briefly while showing both hands with 8 raised fingers. Nurul then left Azka and Dila at the cashier table to fulfill his duties as a Muslim.

Nurul always feels bad with his friends when he is off. Because they are very familiar with the circumstances facing.

As a single parent, Nurul had to take care of and provide for her son. Although her ex-husband still sends his living for the son, Nurul does not want to depend on the living.

Nurul has been a widow since 4 years ago. It wasn't easy for her to be a widow, but that was what she had to face.

At the age of 27 years, he had to accept the fact that his 5-year-old housewife had to end. Since then, he chose to wander out of the city with his son who was still very small. She did not want to be a burden on her mother and her sister's small family, even though they never felt burdened.

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"Riki where's Dil? You home?" Tanya Nurul when she was beside Dila who was tidying up some snacks.

"Yes, I think it was a hurry." Dila replied with a hand that was still busy holding the snack.

"Oh. Yaudah I go home first. Sorry to have you guys checked out tomorrow." Nurul said, holding Dila's shoulder.

"Lasel Ma'am." Dila answered while blinking one eye.

"Daaa Dila," Nurul left Dila and waved to each other.

"Daa Azka," Sapa Nurul to the cashier who was counting the shoppers' groceries.

"Yes, be careful!"

Nurul who had come out minimarket only answered by raising his hand with his thumb and index finger to form a circle. He walked down the road slowly. Enjoy the warm sunshine that afternoon.

It didn't take long for Nurul to reach her rented house. The distance between home and work is not far. At home, the son was ready for their journey back home.

"Well, are you ready Al? Mother take a shower first, dear. After that we OTW place Uti. Have you eaten yet, son?" tanya Nurul after coming out of her room to put down her bag and take a change of clothes.

"Mother's Mother." Al answered while watching tv.

Maulana Al Fatih's. A boy who will be 8 years old. Nurul's only son from his first marriage. Nurul got custody of her son because she was a toddler, so custody was given to her mother.

But Nurul also never forbade the family of her ex-husband to meet her. Even sometimes, Nurul invites Al to go visit his father and grandparents in their home.

30 Minutes later, Nurul and Al were ready to leave. Not to forget Nurul locked the door of the house and made sure everything was safe when he left for 2 days. Both mother and son are ready on the bike.

"Jogjaaa, I'm coming!" Shouted Al with great enthusiasm, making Nurul surprised. Nurul just smiled at the manner of his son.

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After almost 4 hours of driving, Nurul and Al arrived at the home of Bu Lastri, Nurul's mother. They were greeted with great joy by Miss Lastri.

Bu Lastri actually lived in the house with Nurul's older sister Nita and her husband and children. Nita lives in the house with her mother after her father dies. But at that time Nita was visiting the house of her in-laws, so there was only Bu Lastri at home. After giving up longing, the family decided to sleep, because it was already late at night.

Morning has arrived. The song of nature begins to penetrate into the sense of hearing of every living being. Bringing a new spirit to all. No exception to Al Fatih. He was very excited to go out with his mother and grandmother. When he woke up, Al got a small gift from his grandmother. He's very happy. While Nurul, indeed deliberately invited Al for sightseeing as a birthday present this year.

Almost 2 hours drive, they finally arrived at their destination. Beach. It didn't take long for Al to get his body soaked with sea water. Not to forget he pulled his mother and grandmother to get wet with the sea water with him.

Time will pass quickly if we are happy. The sun began to roll west.

"Yuk Al's home, let's not go home later." Nurul said after glancing at the clock on his phone.

"Yes Al, tomorrow play again to the beach, It's 2 o'clock." Connect Bu Lastri.

"okay." Replied Al who immediately stood up from his seat while carrying his sandal full of sand. Nurul then tidied up his things. And go to clean up in the public toilets available to get ready to go home.

On the way, I heard Adzan Ashar. Nurul began to slow down the speed of his motorbike to look for the mosque. Bu Lastri who was aware of it immediately grabbed Nurul's shoulder.

"Sir, pray at the Great Mosque of Bantul only! I'd like to come by again." Miss Lastri.

Nurul nodded and again accelerated the speed of his motorbike to immediately reach the grand mosque.

20 Minutes later they arrived at the Great Mosque of Bantul. After parking the motorbike, they entered the courtyard of the mosque.

"Al, the wudhunya boy over there huh. Later if there are pilgrims, join the congregation ya pray! Later when finished praying, Mother wait in the porch ya." Obviously Nurul seraya shows the place of male ablution.

"Ready commander!" Al answered with a small laugh.

Nurul and Bu Lastri also smiled. Al also walked to the ablution. When he was about to get out of the ablution place, Al met with 2 men who entered the ablution place.

"Sorry Om, do you want to pray too?" Ask Al carefully.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer one of the men.

Al was smiling.

"May I pray together?"

the 2 men looked at each other after hearing Al's question.

"Of course you can*L*e. What's your name Le?" Answer the man.

"Thank you Om, my name is Fatih." Al replied with a nod by the two men. After completing ablution, they then perform prayer ashar congregation.

After finishing praying and praying, Al immediately went out to look for his mother and grandmother. Nurul and Bu Lastri who finished praying, while waiting for Al, they sat and chatted in the mosque foyer. Enjoy the cool and peaceful atmosphere at the Great Mosque of Bantul.

"Mother!"

Al's voice mediates the chatter of Nurul and Bu Lastri. Nurul turned to the source of the voice with a smile.

"Udah Le pray? Not that Jamaah?" Nurul asked while taking a bottle of water nearby.

"Udah Mother. Jamaah. Om who became a priest, his voice was very soft mother. Just read a good do'a, what if you read the Qur'an? Must be a great read. Masya Allah. I want to ah kayak om that."

"In shaa Allah Al. Aamiins. Learn a real salary so that the better the reading." Nurul said with a smile and rubbed his son's head.

"Astaghfirullah." Saying nurul suddenly.

Nurul immediately grabbed his bag, took it and put on his mask which he had just undone when praying. Miss Lastri just shook her head.

"OTW again yuk! Let's not make it home." Invite Bu Lastri who was then embraced by Nurul.

They also moved from the mosque and then to the motor park. Prepare to go home.

Another day has passed. Leaving memories in each other's hearts and minds. Some are happy because they have traveled, or because they have made others happy. Maybe there are also those who feel disappointed because he was late to do something or disappointed because of his momentary stupidity. Whatever it is, it has become the destiny of the Almighty. We as human beings just need to be grateful.