A Million Feelings in the Heart
Thank You for Helping Me

"Ok" said Edgar happily.

A second later Edgar reached out his right hand to Maryam for help. However, Maryam did not respond to Edgar's right hand. Maryam limped into Edgar's car. Edgar did not take a headache with Maryam's attitude like that. Edgar turned his body, then continued his footsteps. Walking in Maryam's footsteps.

Edgar opened the front passenger car door politely. Maryam smiled politely at Edgar when he was at the door of the car so that the tempo of Edgar's heartbeat increased rapidly. Edgar closed the car door politely. Then a small run towards the driver's section while Maryam was putting on her seatbelt. Get in the car, then close the door.

"Where are you going?" edgar asked softly while looking at Maryam.

"Bishop Avenue Hampstead, London North" Maryam replied, turning to Edgar.

"OK."

Edgar locked all the car doors while feeling the thump in his heart. Edgar put on a seatbelt, then took out a wireless headset that was in a drawer near the steering wheel. Wearing a headset, then touching a button that can disable the car's handbrake. Drive the car slowly. Passing through a vast meadow. At first glance Edgar stole a glance at Maryam who was looking at the scenery outside the window while beristighfar in the heart.

Kringgg .. ringing from Edgar's smartphone. Edgar touched the icon on the right headset. Touch the green icon on the screen of his smartphone to answer the phone call without taking his smartphone that is on the dashboard of his car. At first glance Edgar turned to Maryam who was staring at him so that Edgar could not make the phone call. Maryam instantly shifted her gaze after a split second of them looking at each other.

"Assalamu'alaikum Bro" said a man who diverted Edgar from Maryam.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Bang Njar" said Edgar who made Maryam surprised.

"How are you Tong?"

"Good alhamdulillah, how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah good. Where else are you?"

"Again on the road."

"Yes, you focus on the drive. I'll call again."

"It's okay, relax. What else is it?"

"Again nungguin adhan dawn, eh gw kemarikan you. Romannya, you there diligently do not pray?"

"Alhamdulillah diligently, keep Istiqomah."

"Alhamdulillah, what are you doing?"

"For nolongin the beautiful girl who escaped from the siege of the criminals."

"Widihhh, so hotshot dong lu," ledek Njar.

"Yes, fluorescent hotshot," Edgar joked.

"Haha .. can you. Don't fuck you same chick," ledek Njar.

"Gw doesn't matter, at least two," Edgar joked.

"Can you just. By the way, who do you help."

"Gw don't know his name."

"Well, how's the story, how come people don't know his name."

"And we haven't met."

"Tumben you don't know, pan usually if you meet a beautiful girl directly acquaintance."

"It's a special girl, she wears a robe and a long headscarf. I'm talking about acquaintance."

"Well, is there a model girl like that?"

"There is a Bang, it only exists in Dubai and in Indonesia."

"Tuch a man, an Arab?"

"No, it's like Chinese."

"Eh Ed, yak already, already adzan, I want to go to the mosque first. Play in Indonesia sometime, later we pray together again, kayak time in Dubai."

"Next time to Indonesia."

"Ok, I'll wait."

"Yes, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Suddenly the phone call was cut off. Edgar glanced at Maryam who was pensive and scratched the knife on the back of Maryam's right palm. Edgar diverted his vehicle to his private home between London and Luton. Maryam turned to Edgar when Edgar turned his car to the left of the road.

"Where are you taking me?" maryam asked firmly which made Edgar shocked.

"You take it easy, I just want to treat your wounds. I'll take you to my house. Can you speak Indonesian?" said Edgar while driving.

"Ok" said Edgar, then he turned his car around.

Silence enveloped them again. Maryam turned her gaze to the scenery that was outside. At a glance Edgar turned to Maryam who was busy enjoying the view. Edgar turned his eyes forward. During the journey of Maryam beristighfar. The car stops when the red light goes off at the crossroads.

"Who do you live with here?" edgar asked softly while looking at Maryam.

"Together my brother" Mary answered, turning to Edgar.

"Your parents live in Indonesia?"

"They're dead."

"sorry. You go to college here?"

"I graduated college. The red light has been replaced with the green light."

"You don't have to be stiff like me, just relax" Edgar said as he drove forward. "By the way, why are you hurt and surrounded by criminals?"

Maryam stared intently at Edgar to see Edgar's personality, then said, "My car broke down, suddenly a car came up to me that was checking my car engine. And I was hugged straight from behind. I revolted by elbowing the person's heirloom so that the person released me. Instantly some people attacked me, then I dodged until they were sprawled. When I was about to take my phone, one of them came to their senses while sticking a folding knife at me. He attacked me, then I dodged. But in that fight, I got hurt. He fell again. I took my phone, ran to avoid them and sought help."

"So you called your sister?"

"My phone battery's dead."

"Yes, you wear my phone."

"No need, they'll know."

"Where are you from?"

"From Luton's town."

"I am also from the city of Luton. Did you study at the Ghuroba Mosque?"

"Yes. How do you know?"

"I'll also be doing that study."

"You're muslim?"

"Yes I'm a muslim. I converted while working in Dubai. There I met an Indonesian named Zakarsih. He would rather be called Njar. Our friendship grew so close that he became my best friend. He taught me Indonesian so I could use Indonesian. I felt peace when I saw him and the Muslims praying together in the mosque and when each heard the sound of the Adhan. After nine years of working in Dubai, I read two sentences of the creed. One year has become a convert, our employment contract in Dubai is up. Zarkasih returned to Indonesia, while I returned to England. I've been home for three months. A few days back from Dubai, I bought a house in the suburbs of London. Border with Luton. Why don't you stay there?"

"I was originally planning to stay at the hotel, but tomorrow morning there was a study at my sister's house. I want to help my brother prepare for the event. Actually my brother forbade me to help him, because tonight I'm at a study in the Ghuroba mosque, they told me to stay in a hotel instead."

"You should follow their words to stay at the hotel, in the city of Luton there is already a sharia hotel. Want me to call my garage to tow and fix your car?"

"No need, then let my brother take care of it."

"Oh yeah, I don't know your name yet, whose name are you?"

"Maryam Izzatunisa Pandjaitan, call Maryam aja. What's your name?"

"Edgar Valentino Middleton."

"Are you of Italian descent?"

"You can tell, though" said Edgar.

"And your name has Valentino" said Maryam casually.

"Oh yeah, my mom's Italian, my dad's English. If your late parents were Indonesian?"

"My father is of Chinese Indonesian descent, while Ummiku is of Belgian Indonesian descent."

"Your face looks like Chinese. Have you been to Belgium?"

"Well, when I was a kid."

"We've reached Bishops Avenue Hampstead."

"Straight, five hundred meters from here, my house has arrived. My house is on the left side of the road."

"When where were your late parents' houses?

"Kensington. But now his house is being contracted."

"We have arrived" Edgar said, stopping his car.

"Thank you for helping me" said Maryam, taking off her seatbelt.