
Even the night incarnates, there is a life that needs to be fought, there is no pain that is not brimmed. The meeting need not be regretted. As the saying goes.
But in fact the poor girl who is currently carrying a baby without any love regretted meeting a man she could not see at all.
The clock shows at eight o'clock at night, the girl has not done the prayer isya, her body feels very weak if taken to work, especially she never checked about her pregnancy to the doctor or just for midwifery, the reason is because he has no money.
Not making it up, he really does not have any money at all. Wishing here a waste in salary is also impossible, just hitchhiking a life that does not know when to survive. He once thought to just leave here, but he paused. Given there are other humans that he must take care of, his grandmother once taught to humanize other humans, whoever he is, even crazy people.
Groping towards the bathroom located in the room, ablution and then perform the five-time prayer according to the order of His Lord. To ask for forgiveness and plead at the ease of all the affairs of the world and the Hereafter, and then open a small Quran when seen with the naked eye there is no writing, if at the touch it will know the reading. The Qur'an is for the blind.
Hearing the chant that Mora read was very melodious, touching the hearts of anyone who heard it. Bik Inah listened, whereas from earlier he was busy gossiping ria in a special group of mothers, his eyes looked at Mora deeply, a glimpse of his daughter who if still alive would be the age of Mora.
The blind girl closed the scriptures she held, turned to feel the shelves of books, so that it was easy for her to look for them. Bik Inah who from earlier looked at the girl without feeling shedding tears then immediately wiped her with the back of her hand.
"Big don't sleep yet, what time is it?" Mora is looking for a bed. Then try to lie down and help make Inah, although actually she can be alone but the worry makes Inah still there.
"Four ten already, Neng. Bibik kangen Bibik's son who is your age if you are still alive," honest middle-aged woman who now continues to look at Mora pity.
"Take me as a replacement for Bibik's child who does not exist, so we break even" he said. His lips curved perfectly, smiling in any direction.The point of break-even is, they both feel lost.
So make Inah substitute mother Mora and Mora as a replacement for the deceased Inah's daughter. Complementing each other, there is nothing wrong with god beings who love each other for the sake of a feeling they want to have.
Only the body lay, but his heart wandered. Remembering this afternoon when Juna gave food to her, and special milk pregnant women. Iba, that's what Juna had in mind right now. Mora was amazed at the attitude of people he just knew hitunga today but was as good as Juna. It is impossible if Juna makes use of himself because of what the advantages are on the blind and already unholy woman like her.
While in another room. The athletic man scanned his face in the mirror. Staring at his lips that had forced what had never been his right.
"I'm sorry, God," said Juna slowly. Just this time the man mentioned the name of the creator.
His parents indulged him too much to neglect what his obligations were, the obligation as a parent to educate his son on religious knowledge, they only demanded world knowledge on Juna. It is not entirely Juna's fault nor his parents participated in the sins that Juna committed.
Searching for something in an app that is connected to the virtual world, looking for an atmosphere so as not to keep thinking about Mora. One grub Tetang tausiah seen some people comment also listed his address there, he was interested in learning to explore religion. Remembering his heavy sin and haunting his mind.
He turned off his device and lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling. Mora's face when he hooked her, the face of the girl was crying, and yesterday she smiled in front of him. His mind is chaotic, bad, despicable and sometimes he thinks that animals are loyal to their partners.
His mind wandered far away. Will Mora forgive him if he finds out that he is the depraved man Mora hates.
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Morning greet. Mora as usual after prayers he always helps make Inah cook and what he needs Mora as his personal assistant bi Inah, in recent days he has been accustomed to the kitchen and has memorized anything and where the location of objects that if bi Inah need.
While Juna was still lying down, the sun entered through the thin golden that was on display, making his eyes narrow due to the glare. It feels lazy to get up to remember today he's on holiday. He suddenly remembered Mora, wanting to say hello and just ask her small things.
Hurry to the bathroom and clean up and go down to the kitchen. Surely Mora was there with her, it would be difficult for her to just ask Mora if there was a monk. Twisting her brain so that Inah can go for a while so she has time to talk to Mora.
"Bi. Please buy me diarrhea medicine dong at the pharmacist across there," she said. Wishing that the middle-aged woman would believe.
"Well, Den. To the doctor," he suggested putting on a panicked face. But Juna just looks wrong and a little nervous.
"Yes already. Aunt OTW. But don't pee there, "chuckles make Juna wake up, so does Mora who smiles.
The beautiful woman smiled a lot with the behavior of the mother who sometimes made her feel the love of a mother. Mora felt like sitting on a table near the dining table, his hands fumbling, accidentally touching Juna's hand that he accidentally put in front of him. Mora was aghast and apologized, his memory returning to the treatment of the depraved man he had been in months ago. Mora took a few steps back until his body hit him with a refrigerator higher than him.
"Go, don't come near me!" Exclaims. It makes Juna panic. He concluded that Mora was really traumatized because of him.
"Don't do it" he hissed and curled up on the floor. Juna panics, afraid that if someone comes or maybe his future mother will accuse him of doing bad things to Mora.
"I'm Juna. Please don't be like this" Juna pleaded. Her eyes floundered with sadness, her treatment badly affecting Mora's psyche. The trauma was still there, even coming into contact with the opposite sex scared him. Mora stopped sobbing, his mood was already in control.
"Sorry," he said almost inaudibly.
"Yes. I just wanted to talk to you. At least we can be good friends" he explained.
Ah, good friend huh? Mora almost forgot who his friend was. Forgetting who cares about him other than his grandmother who loves him so much.
"Can I ask you a question?" Juna lifted the girl's body slowly. Help him stand.
"What?"
"You ever dated? Eum sorry, maybe I'm going too far. I was just wondering why you got pregnant" she asked, making Mora hate the men who have desecrated her.
"Ask the same Bik Inah. I told him the same story. If I tell you again. Then this wound in the heart will never heal and I will forever hate that person. I as a human being have to forgive a human being who is khilaf," he explained making Juna's chest more crowded as if in the crush of millions of large stones.
Steady, that was what Juna felt at the moment. His eyes looked at Mora's stomach which looked still feeling. He intends to make amends while Mora does not know that he is the culprit, his hope is better Mora forever does not know that he is the culprit so that Mora does not hate him.
But, no matter how hard we hide the carcass will still smell too. Not fast, maybe slow. Bik Inah who came home from the nearest pharmacist was astonished at the attitude of his employer.
"What's up, Den? Need help?" He thought Juna had a stomachache or maybe a cramp.
"No, Bik. Just want to help Mora. He looks troubled," he explained. Ah, it's funny. Though he himself wanted to get close to Mora but instead turned things around.
"Bibik thinks Den's got more severe abdominal pain." Giving medicine to Juna then headed towards Mora who was sitting in Lesehan.
"OKAY. Thanks, Bik. Mora can dong later accompany me for a short walk," he said, taking a glass of milk as it passed towards the top floor. His eyes were round, unable to believe what his master had said.
"Ga usually, Dek is acting like a gini," chirped bi Inah staring at Mora, "you managed to seize his heart and maybe can melt his hard heart," continued Bik Inah.
"Don't overdo it, Bik. I'm just a blind man who doesn't deserve Den Juna" he replied.
Just as the earth and the sky will never be united. Such was the view of Mora, the blind girl was aware of the position in this house, just hitchhiking as a useless person at all.
Seriate....