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Sleeping in Mushola

Zikri kept all his luggage at the security guard post.

He sat down and watched the work of Mr. Ahmad.

He doesn't think the task is too difficult. It's just that if the guard part of the night, he must be strong not to sleep all night.

"The task is just this sir...??" Ask Zikri.

"Engga Pak. if it is settled, usual patrol around the office area.And one more sir .. must be able to bookkeeping." Obviously Mr. Ahmad.

"Father can see in the book." added Mr. Ahmad.

Then Zikri opened the sheets to the sheets of his book.

"Oh yes.. I understand Mr..!" Answer Zikri.

"If Mr. Zikri wants to coffee. just brew sir..."

"Yes... Sir... Thanks.."

Zikri looked around the office. He sat in front of the Mushola. It was already afternoon. He has not yet found a place to stay.

He went to the ablution, and he took water.

Then he prayed in Mushola's office.

He just remembered, if he had not told his wife that he had arrived at work.

then he took his cell phone.

"Assynoltom... Mom..!"

"Waalaikum... Mr..."

"Mr has arrived, ma'am..."

"Alhamdulillah.... Have you found a place to live..??"

"Not yet Ma'am. This is not long ago."

"Find me first sir..later hunt for the night." said his wife.

"That's precisely the Mom. The night you directly work..." Answer Zikri.

"Oh that...Mr..."

"God willing, tomorrow I will look for you, ma'am..."

"Yes, how did you... Take care of your health there, sir..."

"Yes Ma... Assalamualaikum..."

"Goddessalam..."

Zikri hung up.

It was getting late in the afternoon, finally Zikri went to a rice stall. He packed two meals, then he took them to the security guard post.

"Sir Ahmad, let's eat first...!!" Bring Zikri.

"Wah... Don't do it, just make Dad..." Answer Mr. Ahmad.

"Let's go, sir...!!"

They finally ate together.

"Sir Zikri how... have you been hired, not yet..??" Ask Mr. Ahmad.

"I haven't tried it yet, sir... If Mr. Ahmad himself lives where....??"

"I live in Sir's house, I happen to be a real person here..."

"Oh that's it. yummy dong Pak don't need to work far away."

"If Mr. Zikri wants to, temporarily can stay in my house first..."

"Thank you Sir... No need, then even ngerepotin. Let it be later if there's time I try to find..!"

"All right then...!!" Answer Mr. Ahmad.

Time is coming for Magrib...

Ahmad returned from his duties.

"So Mr. Zikri's job as I did...!!" Obviously Mr. Ahmad.

"Yes sir, I understand..." Answer Zikri.

"If so I say go home first, sir... Tomorrow I will return to the task of replacing Mr...!!"

"Yes... Ready Sir!!"

Zikri goes to the toilet, she immediately changes her clothes with her work uniform.

Now he lives alone in the office.

He sat at the guard post, then he brewed coffee to reduce his drowsiness.

Time keeps turning.

He stood up from his stool, and he took a flashlight.

Zikri started walking around the office area.

One by one the room he checked with a flashlight.

"Surely it seems..." Zikri said in his heart.

Zikri returned to the guard post.

He put the flashlight back.

"Sep actually... akh mending listening song..!"

Zikri played a song on her cell phone.

"Brought to sit and sleep...!"

Zikri stood up again.he walked around the post.

He brought back his flashlight, and began to walk around the area again.

"Thank God.. All are safe..."

Zikri went back to the post, then he wrote an agenda book.

"Well, it'll be dawn soon.."

Then Zikri headed to the mosque.He sat on the terrace of the mosque.

Zikri leaned his head against the wall. Zikri's soy sauce fell asleep for a few minutes.

"Astaghfirullah... kok to sleep yes...?"

Zikri took ablution water and prayed.

After the prayer he returned to the guard post. He's done all his work.

Shortly, Ahmad arrived. He checked Zikri's work.

"Alhamdulillah... Mr. Zikri can do it...?!" said Mr. Ahmad.

"Alhamdulillah... Mr ..."

"Now finished work Where are you going...?" ask Mr. Ahmad.

"Do not know, sir, I have not yet found a contract. If this day I can't come here first...??" ask Zikri.

"Maybe sir. but do not get caught with superiors." replied Mr. Ahmad.

Zikri goes to the toilet, he changes his uniform. Then he went to the rice stall, then he packed more food to eat with Mr. Ahmad.

"This is sir.. breakfast first." take Zikri.

"No sir, I had breakfast at home." Answer Mr. Ahmad.

"This is what I bought, sir.Let's eat together."

Finally, Mr. Ahmad accepted it.

"Geez sir.k really good anyway.buyin I eat constantly." Said Mr. Ahmad.

"It's nothing sir..." Answer Zikri.

Finish eating Zikri go to mushola. Exhausted from not sleeping all night, he fell asleep in Mushola.

"Sir Zikri where is it..??" ask Ahmad in your heart.

He tried to walk around the office.

He saw Zikri sleeping in a corner of the mosque.

"It seems that Mr. Zikri has prayed Dhuha. He may be exhausted to sleep in Mushola." Ahmad said in his heart.

"Before the office people come in. If it looks the same boss, Mr. Zikri can be scolded." he said again.

Finally, Mr. Ahmad had to wake up Zikri.

"Sir... Sorry... sleep do not here.. fear no boss comes..!!" Said mr. Ahmad.

"Ekhh. he sir. I'm sorry I overslept." Answer Zikri.

"Later try to help find a contract, sir..."

"Yes, thank you, sir..."

Zikri and Ahmad left the mosque.

They sit back at the Guard Post.

Not long time Zikri phone sounded.

"I'm sorry I picked up the phone first sir...!"

"Oh yes, sir. please..."

"Assynoltom... Ms...?"

"Waalaikum... Sir. What are you now..??" Ask wife.

"Sit's up, Mom..." Answer Zikri.

"Have you got a contract..?" Ask his wife again.

"Not yet Ma... You haven't nailed."

"Where do you sleep now...??"

"So you fell asleep in Mushola." Answer Zikri.

"Oh my goodness, sir. Why sleep in Mushola..??"

"Ga nothing ma'am.. later you find deket contract here."

"yes, sir. It will make you stay."

"Yes Mom....!" Answer Zikri.

"Yes be careful there, sir... Why...??!"

"Yes Ma... Waalaikal...!!"

Then Zikri hung up.

"Yes, I've been trying to walk around here, sir, who knows if there's an empty contract." Zikri told Pak Ahmad.

"Oh yes sir. please..." Answer Mr. Ahmad.

Then Zikri walked around the office, asking for an empty contract.

Already 5 contracts that he tried, it turned out all was filled.

"Well, there are no empty office packages, how is this...!" zikri said in his heart.

Then Zikri tried again to find a contract.