Back to Your Heaven
First day of work in a new place

"tettetttt."

The sound of Zikri's alarm goes off.

It's morning again. Zikri took the phone, he saw the clock on his phone. Time has shown at four in the morning.

Zikri hurried up from her bed.

He opened the door of his house. The atmosphere outside is crowded, some go to the market, and so on.

Today is the first day Zikri enters work at her new workplace.

After the prayer, Zikri went to get ready. With a clean and passionate he went to work. As usual, Zikri always came to work early.

Arriving at the store, he immediately met the supervisor there. Zikri asked about his duties there.

"Good morning sir." Zikri said after knocking on the door.

"Morning... Please come in." Speak supervisor

"I want to introduce myself first, sir. My name is Zikri. I'm the new security here." Zikri said firmly but remained polite.

"Oh yeah..."

"Sorry sir, I'd like to ask you about my duties here."

"Good... I'll show you the security tasks here. Come with me...!" Definitely supervisor.

Zikri also followed the supervisor's steps.

One by one Zikri understood his duties there. He was very attentive to what his supervisor explained.

"Until here you understand...?" Ask the supervisor

"Empact Sir...!"

"If you understand, please take up duty from now on." Obviously the supervisor.

Indeed, from the beginning of meeting, Zikri felt that his supervisor was very jutek. But Zikri never got dizzy, the important thing is that he worked well.

Zikri opened the gate of that magnificent shop. He also opened the door of his shop. All the employees started to get busy cleaning things up.

Zikri returned to the guard post.He stood guard, welcomed customers who came and even parked the vehicle.

From a distance the supervisor continued to pay attention to Zikri. Zikri knew about it, but he ignored her. Zikri thought that at that time the supervisor was watching his work.

It did not take long for Zikri to know and familiar with the people around him.Including with the employees at the store.

In the same place as yesterday, there are three security who are in charge in turns into three shifts. Coincidentally when he first entered, Zikri got the morning assignment.

After seven hours of work, Zikri finally came home. There was one security who came to alternate tasks with him. After that, Zikri returned home. On his way home, he saw a rice man near his workplace. Stop by him, to wrap one rice and side dishes. He saw his wallet, his money was running low. Zikri also thought he should save even more. The study is still one month away.

"Mom... Rice one another tempe, wrapped." Zikri said to the mother of the rice seller.

"Every sir... aren't eggs the same?" Ask the rice seller

"No ma'am, just tempe." Answer Zikri

"okay... Good sir."

"How much Mum..?"

"Seven thousand, sir."

"This is the money, ma'am." Zikri gave ten thousand.

"This is the change, sir, thank you."

"Yes, you're both ma'am."

Zikri then continued his steps.

Arriving home, Zikri immediately took a plate and spoon. He opened his rice pack. Then he ate it with gourmand.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim...." Zikri

Ready for bribe he ate his food. There was no more rice left.

He did not complain, the most important thing for him is that his children and his wife can eat and meet all his needs.

Then he took his old dinner plate back.

He went to the porch, then he took his phone.

He called his wife and son.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Zikri

"Waalaikumsalam Sir." Answer his wife

"What are the kids doing, ma'am?" Ask Zikri

"Children are watching tv again, if you want to talk." Said his wife while giving her cell phone to her son.

Zikri's first child was somewhat quiet from the second. The phone was taken by the second child.

"Sir, when will I come home?" Ask Ezra Zikri's second son

"Later, son... God willing, father came home. Now you're working first, so you can't go home." Answer Zikri

"Will you come home with souvenirs?" Ezra said again.

From childhood, Zikri children are not always bought toys like other children. His life is really simple.

"Yes later if you have more sustenance, inshaallah father buyin ya." Answer Zikri

"Asian...!!" Ezra excited

Just answered that his son was happy.

"Sir, Arul's school building money he said no later than this month. How ya?" Ask his wife

"Well, ma'am, some of the money has been paid to Isma. How much money is left over, ma'am?" Ask Zikri

"Some payable two hundred thousand, sir."

"Yes, later you transfer the money, ma'am."

Without a second thought Zikri immediately replied that he would send money. Though in his wallet the money is only three hundred thousand more.

Zikri went to the ATM, then he sent money for the school fees of Arul his first child who had sat in the 3rd grade of SMK.

Looking at the contents of the wallet, there was only a sheet of money, three hundred thousand. Zikri took his breath, saying :

"God costs to eat for one month, may it be enough."

Zikri returned to his contract. He's lying in his splintered foam. He is sure that it will not be forever difficult to live, while trying.

It was already afternoon. Zikri's stomach has started to rumble.

"The stomach is hungry, eat what yes... which makes full but the price is not expensive?" Ask Zikri inwardly.

He walked out to the stall near the contract. There he saw bread.

"Mom... How much is this?" Zikri asked as he pointed towards the pile of bread.

"Oh that's only two thousand sir."

"I bought two, Mom."

"Oh yes please sir."

Zikri returned to the contract, he opened his bread. Then he ate it with gourmand. Zikri looks so hungry. One bread he ate. His stomach is still hungry. But he did not open the other bread, he chose to be eaten later if he felt hungry again.

When the magrib arrived, Zikri immediately took ablution water, and he performed prayers.

Zikri back fall. Not long after his stomach returned rumbling. Then he took the rest of the bread he had not yet eaten.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Zikri ate back his bread.

"Allah filleth my stomach, so that my body." Prattling

One bite of bread he ate, until the bread he ate was finished.

So great is the sacrifice of a father, that he is willing to work hard even to be willing to starve, as long as all the needs of his child and wife are met.

Yes that's Zikri, he never told his complaints and suffering to anyone. He always stood up straight, as if everything was fine.