WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 58 - Fire

Farhan followed Asthma's steps as he went down the stairs and stopped in front of her, one stairway in front of Asma.

“i didn't meet him. I also do not eat provisions from him.” Farhan.

Asthma just stared and did not respond. His feet stepped sideways to get to the road and continued his steps. But Farhan followed to block his path again.

“do you feel jealous ?” Farhan LEDEK.

Asma again dodged and was once again restrained by Farhan.

“hey, let's answer. Are you really jealous ?” Ask again.

“you know ? your jealousy makes me happy. That means you're afraid of losing me, you're afraid someone else wants to have me, you don't want me to be close to another woman besides you.” Evidently.

“do you know ? no one wants to see their lover close to another. No one wants to be abandoned by the person they love. And also no women want to be cheated.” The reply.

“will I make sure my jealousy is at the right time and place.” The asthma that left him.

Farhan smiled looking at Asma who continued down the stairs and got further away from her.

In the afternoon Asma and the other teachers returned to their teaching activities. After teaching, Asma visited her parents' house while waiting for Farhan to pick her up.

Asma enjoyed the porridge she ordered this morning to Syahrul, at the table to eat.

“still good porridge ?” Ask Mother Zulfah while bringing a glass of warm water.

“still, mother.” The answer.

“mom want ? fear later mas farhan kemalaman.”  Ask Asma.

“ngga anything for mother ?” Ask Mommy.

“ya nothing mother. Later I just buy again for dinner mas farhan or cook at home.” Clear Asthma.

“yasud. Mother eat yes.” Mommy Say.

“tumben father has not returned?” Ask Asma.

“seems like another committee meeting qurban.” Answer Mother.

“iya yes, soon to be a holiday, was also syahrul already made a holiday circular anyway.” Asthma Vocabulary.

“how is your relationship with farhan ?” Ask Mommy.

“Alhamdulillah well, mother. Actually still the same as before, asthma is still learning to love him. Asthma can already accept his presence, just stay familiarized and grow a sense of heart.” Clear Asthma.

“mother is happy. Slowly love will grow in your heart, provided you want to learn and open your heart to him.” Mommy Say.

“mom, asma want to go to the room first yes. There are items to take.” Say Asthma while cleaning the cutlery.

“iya.” Sahut Mommy with a smile.

Suddenly there was a scream from outside the house. The sound of sandals clashing against the road, like a man running. Mother Zulfah immediately ran out of the house approaching the gate. He found his son-in-law who was also participating in helping carry the property of residents.

“farhan.” Shouted Mother, calling.

“bunda.” Legally and halting her duties, retreating and approaching her mother-in-law.

“ada what ?” Ask Mother Zulfah.

“fire, mother. Big fire, gas cylinder exploded he said.” Farhan.

“astaghfirullah. Innalillahi wa innailaihi rooji’uun.” Mommy said while covering the mouth with the palm of the hand.

Farhan returned to help and ran closer to the fire site. Asthma, who came after Farhan's departure, followed her husband. Many citizens lined up while handing over items to move. The location is quite far from the Asthma house, but it looks like this is a serious fire.

Asthma is getting closer to the fire site. Accidentally, finding a girl of her age who was crying while propping up the old woman's head in her hands. Asma ran over because she felt familiar with the girl's face.

“liya.” Sweepings.

“mba asthma.” Said Liya while crying.

“bu’e why ?” Ask Asma.

“bu’e fainting, mba.” The answer.

“mas easy where ?” Ask Asma.

“mas fun again carrying goods at home.” Liya replied, still with her sobs.

“pak.. sir. please lift this mother to my house, sir.” Say Asthma to the passing fathers.

“mom, asthma drop them yes.” Asma said when he reached his home and laid Bu Nurlela in the guest sofa.

“you wait here yes, I want to see the situation at the location.” Clear Asthma.

Asthma crosses paths with the father in the house.

“ayah.” Asthma Vocabulary.

“you please check the mosque hall for refugees. You take care of it with ihsan there ya.” Ustadz Hasan said in a hurry to get into the house.

“well, dad.” His mouth rushed straight to the mosque.

Farhan was at the forefront with the people who put out the fire while waiting for the fire department to arrive.

Asma who found Ihsan who stood at the door of the warehouse while leading teenagers roll out carpets for the refugees.

“what can asthma help, bang ?” Ask Asma.

“you prepare paper and stationery only. Keep the front desk to record refugees. Data per head and per-KK (family card).” Ihsan.

“well.” Sahut Asma that has been ready and undertakes.

“bang ? if you may know, whose house is burning ?” Ask Asma.

“not sure yet. After brother, the back of the house is fun and salwa.” Evidently.

“innallahi.” Asthma Vocabulary.

Asma began to record some refugees who had arrived in the courtyard of the mosque. The name of the head of the family and his family members, in order to ensure the amount for the distribution of daily meals and future assistance.

There was no time to show at 23:35. Asma took care of the paper she used and handed it to Ihsan who would keep watch in the mosque until morning. Asthma returns home to meet her husband.

“mau brother interra ?’ Ihsan asked as Asma was wearing sandals.

Asma was silent at his words.

“mhh. Brother does not mean. Just... it is night.. it is not good for women to walk alone without the company of her mahram.” Ihsan.

“what brother is included in mahram for asthma ?” Ask Asma.

“ah. yes. that's not also what I mean. Mmh...” Say Ihsan while thinking.

“abang will accompany you until home. Brother with shahrul will walk behind you. Just to keep watch and watch you get home.” Ihsan.

“well.” Asthma Reply.

Asma went home escorted by Ihsan and Syahrul from afar. Arriving home, the living room was crowded with the Asyam family and there was also Farhan who sat on the burn in his left hand.

“astaghfirullah, mas farhan.” Asma said trembling as she approached and knelt before Farhan.

“ya geez.. you.. why ? this is why ?” The helpless Asma held back the tears and tightness in his chest while buried his head in Farhan's thigh.

“asma.” Whisper Mother while lifting Asthma.

Asyam and Liya looked at Asma who was so worried about her husband. A rare Asthma figure is shown outside. A strong and cheerful Asthma figure that has been known by his friends.

“daddy already apply ointment. I have nothing.” Farhan said, holding his wife's hand.

“we're in the hospital huh ?  you brought a car, right ? we check into the hospital, right ? you wait here I take the bag first. We're in the hospital!.” Smells who ran towards the room to pick up her bag, while wiping away her tears.

Liya and Asham looked at each other. Ms. Nurlela has been transferred to the guest room while waiting for her consciousness to return.

“Masya Allah, liya has only first seen such worried asthma mba. Usually under any conditions, he is the most calm and soothing figure.” Whisper Liya in his heart.

“Yaa Allah, give me one woman who is like her to accompany the rest of my life journey.” Pinta Asyam in his heart.

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