
The girl stared blankly at the green expanse in front of her. His mind was empty, even he was always cursing at the fate that had brought him here, into this state. Is God with her? Was God so angry with him that he took all his family? Even when he did not have time to hug even just talking before
Only emptiness exists in him at this moment. Even he was very confused to tell whom, friend? Arleta even laughs in remembrance of him, Anggi and Anton? Even Arleta was already embarrassed to meet the two people who had cared for and raised her. Although Anggi and Anton say for themselves to live in their house, but is he willing? Can he? Although the two men emphasized on her that she would still be their daughter. But Arleta's logic is clear if he is not the son of them.
Arleta has been in this place for two days, living alone even though there are so many people here who are very concerned about him but what he wants to feel is the attention of his family, yes the biological family. Arleta recalled yesterday's incident, at the time of Mr. Santo, a farmer who gave himself the keys to Harnita's mother's house-the sister of his mother visited her house and brought her an envelope containing the land letters belonging to Arleta's parents. Mr. Santo said that this was the only thing Harnita's mother had given him and told him to give it to his nephew if he came someday. Arleta sighed as she again felt the pain in her heart, she looked at the peasants who were picking tea leaves in front of her. Yes, now Arleta is on the edge of the tea plantation on a fairly large rock.
"Away alone Ta?" Arleta turned her head and found a girl of her age. She is Marianne, the youngest daughter of the Saint who for two days always visited her house to accompany her at home.
Marianne is a girl who is different from her friends even different from her. Marianne is a jolly girl who always wears loose clothes (gamis), long veil even sometimes she wears a veil up to her thighs, and always wears socks when she is out of the house, even in the blazing sun, it was as if he did not feel the hot sun.
"Where's Ann?" He looked at Marianne who was carrying a small backpack on her back.
"Naji has gone." Arleta nodded and turned back to the front.
"Ta, are you sure you're handing over all your family's tea gardens at the same old school?" Arleta smiled faintly at the words, even forgetting how many times Marianne had asked about them. Yesterday, Arleta did ask Mr. Santo to help manage this tea garden.
"Saint Brother always took care of it with Auntie, so it was Saint sir who understood this matter the most."
"But why don't you come along at the time of the sale? You're the one who has and the money from the sale you also take some of Ta, even more for the father."
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The sound of the adhan in Mushola near Arleta's house made him wake up from his sleep, earlier when he finished cooking dinner he went straight to sleep without even performing Maghrib prayers first. Not he forgot, but he deliberately ignored his hearing when the Adzan reverberated. He was angry, very angry with God with what had happened to him, why did he experience all this? In the past when he did not forget to pray every day, he could not get what he wanted and this too can be a reply from God to him? Pain and being abandoned by everyone? Arleta felt that God was treating her unfairly!!
The knocking of the door made Arleta rise and walk towards the door.
"Assalamu'alaykum, Ta to Mushola yuk." Take Marianne as Arleta opens the door.
Arleta looked at Marianne who was already using her face in front of her and then shook her head slowly.
"Sorry, I'm going to sleep." Mumbled.
"But this is the duty of Ta, later sleep if it has finished praying Ishanya."
"Salat does not pray the same as Ann, God will never hear my request let alone ignore what I pray all along. He even took everything from me."
Seriate...