
I rest before the Khalik, through prayers I offer self-protection before the Creator. I don't know when this is over. I don't know what's going to happen next tonight. This city is too dangerous for me and Aisyah.
" O God, help me" I lamented in prayer. I saw Aisyah's body sleeping soundly. I see his plain face. There was a sense of pity when he saw the look on Aisyah's face. It was as if I wanted to have it even though he wasn't my real son.
Chequek!
The door of the mosque sounded like someone was opening. Out there I saw two people looking at the mosque. And the two men were in the form of a man, with a height and a stocky body. I peeked out from the window of the mosque. Quickly, I woke up Aisyah who was fast asleep. To his surprise, he looked at me with the eyes he sharpened. I covered her mouth with my hand. Try to make the smallest possible sound.
" Sssst, don't be noisy! Outside there is the evil mistress' guard. If Aisyah screams, they'll catch us. And surely we cannot be free" I said, whispering. Aisyah nodded as well.
Then I rushed Aisyah towards the pulpit room. The place where the ustadz or kfunda preach when performing Friday prayers or ied prayers.
" We stay here. Until those two guys leave, okay?" I said whisper again. And Aisyah nodded. He obeyed all my orders. He knows I am a good person. And it's impossible to hurt him. In contrast to the evil mistress, Aisyah was afraid to be around her.
" Look! There's nobody inside, sir. There was no sign of anyone entering the mosque. Youknow? The door of the mosque was locked. How can anyone get in? The key is in me." said a father-father of the guard of this great mosque. He turned on all the lights inside the mosque. Luminous.
' Astagfirullohaladzim! Who opened the doors of this mosque? If it is true that the door of the mosque is locked ...?' i'm entangling. My body stiffens. I freaked. I hugged Aisyah's body tightly.
' Thank you God. You have helped your servant in distress, I said in my heart.
Two men were exploring the mosque. From corner to corner he was looking for. But there was nothing they were looking for. They lost track.
" Well, if they're not in the mosque. But, if there is, please let us know. Both men are dangerous. They're drug dealers. They are women, but they are sadists. Remember not to trust her words too much, because you were tricked by her," said one of the men who sought me out.
' Oh God, they are so happy. Said me and Aisyah the drug dealer. ' I said in my heart.
" Yes, I will remember. Then let's go out again. I don't want this mosque in kotori by people like you" said a mosque guard.
They made both men angry. They could have taught someone a lesson, but the intent to seek me out was enormous. So, they undo the intention to teach a lesson to a mosque's marbot.
The three of them came out from inside the mosque, after a father of the marbot had turned off all the lights of the mosque.
Darkened.
Frowsty.
That's how I feel. Cussing under a pulpit that is not as wide as a wardrobe. Aisyah was no longer strong under the pulpit. He was sweating coldly while looking at me who was listening to the door of the mosque being locked.
" I think we're safe, baby. You want to get out first?" I said while pushing Aisyah's body slowly.
" Aisha lapal, Auntie. Does your aunt have anything to eat?" ask Aisyah softly. His voice was so slow that only I could hear him.
" I'm sorry, auntie, son. Auntie doesn't have any food." I said, caressing Aisyah's face.
Aisyah smiled, "Thank nothing, the important thing is that we survived. Oh yeah, did auntie call someone?" asked Aisyah, with enthusiasm.
" No, now aunt wants to call first huh? Who knows in the lift." I comforted myself and Aisyah as well. I don't know where my husband and his assistant are. I hope they find me and Ayesha soon.
I called Alvin. His phone is connected, but he doesn't pick up. Many times I called, there was no answer either. The anger and disappointment now gripped my heart.
Shit, shit, shit, shit! That is my curse in my heart. At this crucial moment, Alvin didn't receive a single call from my phone.
While I was mourning my husband, the door of the mosque opened again for the second time. Now someone entered the mosque. I pulled back Aisyah's body and hid under the pulpit.
" Please Miss, this is the prayer mat and the meeting. The qibla is facing that direction." said one guard of the mosque kindly. The man who entered the mosque was a woman.
There was a sense of relief when he learned that a woman had entered the mosque. I was about to go out with Aisyah, but once again, my brain prevented me from coming out of the hiding place right now. It could be, that woman is Madam Liem. Who deliberately pretended to perform prayers.
Ten minutes later.
I heard sobs from out there. The crying in prayer. Who are pleading for protection to be saved from the wicked. And when Aisyah heard that voice, Ayesha seemed to recognize the voice of the woman who was praying. Her voice was familiar to Aisyah's ears.
" Aunty Daisy, it's a towel," Aisyah said as if stuck in her throat.
" You know him? Who is he, Aisyah?" my question, whispering.
" Suala is like a towel kak Icha" he said. While making sure that what he heard was indeed the voice of Anisa.
" Are you sure, honey?" I asked, holding her chubi cheek.
Aisyah nodded, "Yes, that's my towel."
Aisyah peeked out from the crevice of the pulpit. And his eyes were shocked when he saw a woman standing before him. In the darkness of the night, and the gripping atmosphere, I was shocked and fell to the floor as the figure stood firmly before me. My heart is pounding. It ... It ... Who her?
I saw Aisha was very frightened, too,
" O God, save us both!" pekikku in my heart.
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