(Medicine of Revision)Rosalinda
Prayers

I was still sitting in the corner of the bed. Hanan lay asleep. He covered himself with a thick blanket, curled under the blanket.

“Batam? Isn't that city, the city of danger?” I murmured in my heart.

Yes, when I was in High School, Batam and Jakarta were scary regional cities for girls. Many girls in the village, when migrating to the city, have brought a large stomach, who initially wear a hijab, suddenly go home their village immediately wearing clothes lacking materials.

“Hm, Didn't he finish the boarding school? Why is he working at PT? And he also works in Batam? Shouldn't it be, the pesantren's ending became Ustadz huh? Or work in the religious section?” I thought I was staring at the body covered in the blanket.

“Ah, dizzy!” I lay down my body, and of course the wide bed I limit it to 2 rolls, so that I am not attacked by this man who is husband, when I fall asleep.

“Ros, wake up.” Hanan woke me up softly, He stroked my cheek.

“Woy!” I gasped, sitting right away.

He looks at me dumb. I held my head, it was so dizzy, when I woke up like this all of a sudden.

“You've realized Ros?” he asked, He was sitting on the edge of the bed, near my feet.

“Take ablah wudhu, I wait. We pray together yes.” he said smilingly stroking my short hair.

I clap that hand. “Do not touch-touch!” pissed me.

“Sorry.” he said smiling. “Wudhu is fast, later dawn time can pass.”

With a heavy heart and a heavy heart. As if my feet were being given a heavy load, my body felt tired and the water I touched felt when it was cold. Yeah, I'm a slacker getting up in the morning, I'm a slacker at dawn, anyway I'm a slacker. I woke up early in the morning to him.

Can I rebel?

I was in the bathroom long enough until a knock on the door called me.

“Ros, is it still a while? Not good, delay the dawn time by lingering.” said Hanan outside the door.

“If you want to pray. Pray alone, don't mind me!” I answered cheering from inside the bathroom.

“Astagfirullah, don't say that Ros. Not okay. All right, then I pray first. Later you follow me yes.” said behind that door.

And sadly, his words danced in my brain. He asked me to follow him. Ahhhh!!!!

I also very lazy to go out the bathroom, then wear mukena. He smiled, apparently still waiting for me. Ah, I'm sorry!

He smiled, two prayer rugs he had already developed. He began to stand up, I followed him with a heavy heart mixed with cob. Then he began to read the takbiratul ihram.

And when I started following him. “Allahuakbar.” There I found a strange feeling, my upset heart was gone, my heavy legs were light, even though my brain was still dancing, honestly I still could not Khusyu' in my prayer.

The dawn prayer which is only 2 rakaat feels so peaceful and calm. “Assalamu'alaikum Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh.” he said reading greetings, and I followed him.

Then he recited, and read many readings, and then prayed. I just sat there listening and holding my hand. Just like when I was learning to teach. Teacher teaches lead, we students guarantee it.

After He prayed, He extended his hand to me. I grabbed that hand and put it on my forehead.

Again and again, he asked me to make tea without sugar. Well, now I can make tea.

“Ya.” answer. Then I stood up, and folded my face. But the man took the Qur'an which he had brought from his house. Then he read the holy verse.

For a while I was still listening to the chants that were soothing my heart. My heart trembled and touched, for some reason...

I walked out, and made some tea without sugar, as Uncle taught me.

After making the tea, I placed the tea next to the dressing table. Because there's no other table besides that.

“I put it here yes tea. I want to watch outside.” I said.

He stopped reading for a moment, turned to me, then nodded.

I went out to watch with a big laugh. I turned on Tom and Jerry's VCD tapes. Suddenly my ears were given the crab claw.

“You are yes, early in the morning instead of making your husband breakfast, or learning to cook. Watching and laughing like this. Supposedly this morning, you watched that lecture on television, not watching something like this!” said my mother

I stroked my ears. Ooohhhh, my poor ears...

Mom turned it off, took me to the kitchen. And as usual, my younger brothers who slept in the back room had also woken up.

However, ever since I got married, mom hasn't cheered anymore waking us up. Is my mother keeping an image in front of her daughter-in-law? Hihihi.” I laughed remembering it.

How not, we all already know how the nature of Mother and Uncu. 10 rows of houses will be awakened by their voices, they will cheer to wake all my sisters, starting from younger siblings, younger cousins, and more, and their friends.

In the back room, there were no mattresses, only mats, blankets and pillows were provided, because they were crowded and I don't know how much they broke the bed first. Are they wrestling in bed? I don't know...

Me and them chuckled at each other, ridiculing each other. They got angry, I got angry too, for watching and not making breakfast for Hanan.

I usually get angry too! “Ros, wake!!! You're a girl, but it's always day, wake up!!!” That's how Mom yelled to wake me up.

“Wake!!! You guys are working all night, Rezki can be pegged chicken this way, get up!! Pranks! Prank!” mom shouted while hitting the lid of the pot with a spoon. Well, that's how Mom yelled at my sisters.

My dad, he's been busy feeding the chickens and ducks in the back this morning. While Uncu and Grandma were quiet this morning.

However, soon, precisely at 8 am until the next, Uncu I will be cheering after the departure of her husband to work, Uncu, his young children are ignorant and like to dirty and damage things at home.

I helped mom prepare the ingredients to make gulai. Mom taught me the names of the ingredients, this and that. Actually, it's late enough for me to learn, but it's not learning at all, is it?

After everything's cooked, I'm helping you serve. Hanan, my father and sisters were already sitting cross-legged on the mat in the middle room. And we ate together.

After the meal, Mom and I cleaned up, then helped Mom wash the dishes. This is all I did because I had to, there was my first Uncle who came suddenly while we were eating.

He told me to wash the dishes. I usually never do the dishes.

I looked at my hand, I blew my hand. “Just do the dishes this way, usually your mother does more dishes than this, washing, cooking, cleaning the house alone.” said First Uncle surprised me.