Back to Your Heaven
Night duty
The next day...
This morning was so bright. The sunlight came through the window. Zikri had already woken up from her sleep from two hours ago. Not to forget he was always eager to live his routine.
His body looks fresher. He opened the window and took his breath.
"Alhamdulillah....God is still breathing and enjoying health." Prattling
He walked out of the room. Then sit in front of his contract.
"Trengs... Trengs...." Her cell phone sounded.
He looked and answered his phone. Call from Isma.
"Assynoltom..." Zikri
"Waalaikum... How sis, today... have you done...?" Ask Isma
"Alhamdulilah Is."
"Alhamdulillah If you are healthy, if there is any brother story yes the same Isma. Who knows if Isma can help." Isma
"Yes Is.. yesterday brother did not eat, do not tell your brother Is...?" Ask Zikri
"No brother... You don't know either." Answer Isma
"Thank you Is."
"Yes alike. Oh yeah, now brother works what time..?" Ask Isma again
"So I'll go to the mall's work Is..."
"Oh yes... Be careful, brother."
"Yes Is..."
"Isma hang up the phone first, sister. later Isma call again."
"Yes Is..."
"Assynoltom..."
"Getishalight." Answer Zikri
Isma was feeling overwhelmed by the condition of her first sister.
After hanging up the phone, Isma cried. She was so sick to imagine her sister for two days not eating.
"Is... You why..?" Ask Fikri, her husband
"It hurts so much this heart mas. if you sip yesterday brother Zikri." Answer Isma
"He defends himself until he doesn't eat." And Isma again
"Yes, God willing, Brother Zikri will be fine. It was a very big struggle, especially he did not want his wife's children to know that he was really in trouble." Answer Fikri
"May he always be given health." Isma
"Aamiin..." Answer Fikri
Sometime later Zikri received a call from his wife.
"Assynoltom... Sir?"
"Waalaikumsalam Ma'am.. again on what...?" Ask Zikri
"They're kids having breakfast, leaving school soon." Answer his wife
"Mr....!!" Shouted Ezra his youngest son calling his father.
"Yes, son..."
"When will you go home, sir..?" Ask her son again
"God willing, if you payday, you go home." Answer Zikri
"Asian... You want to go home…!" Ezra excited
"Oh yes sir. the day after Arul wants the exam. Doain Arul yes sir.may pass the exam." Speak of his eldest son.
"Yes... Aamiins. I always doain. let Arul and Ezra be smart and successful children yes." Answer Zikri
"Yes Sir... Aamiin's." Answer his two children
"Yes first... Arul same Ezra left school first."
"Yes Sir... Assalamualaikum..."
"Getishalight."
Zikri hung up.
His heart misses his little family. But what power. circumstances have not allowed himself to go home. Zikri can only be patient.
Time went on, until Zikri forgot this morning he had not bought breakfast.
He also went to the shop.
"Excuse me..."
"Yes, sir. What do you want to buy?"
"Obsually ma'am.. rice is wrapped, use a plump tempeh!"
"Eggs or the meat want sir?" Ask Ms. Kokom, a rice seller.
"Ngga Ma'am, that's it."
"The same gaffer is. Eating is always sober, never fancy." Say Bu Kokom.
"Akh mother. So how much is Mom...?" Ask Zikri
"Seven thousand, sir."
"Oh yes, this is the money, ma'am."
"Yes, thank you, sir."
"I'm sorry Mom... Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight." Answer Ms. Kokom
Zikri returned to his contract. Before eating, Zikri washed his clothes first, because yesterday he had not had time to wash. After finishing it, he ate the packaged rice that he had bought.
Time doesn't feel dark. Soon Zikri will go to work.He has prepared all his needs.
"Ready to stay up again." Zikri
Night duty is a job that is enough to make Zikr lazy. But he remains passionate for the sake of his son and wife. He still endured the cold of the night wind and resisted the drowsiness in his eyes.
May all be able to appreciate every drop of sweat from a father.
Hour after hour Zikri's through. It was time for him to patrol the shop area. Zikri picked up the flashlight and walked through the room.
The flashlight in his hand was on and he was directed to all directions. There was no fear in him. Because fear has been outdone by the great responsibility he has for security in that place.
"Alhamdulilah." Zikri
He also walked back...
He arrived in front of the Mushola. At that time he saw that the hour was already four and a half in the morning. He sat on the terrace of the mosque, waiting for the time of dawn.
After the Adhan reverberated, he immediately took ablution water. He's called his alphabet. Then he started praying. Until the end of raka'at...
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu..." Zikri looked to the right and left.
He opened his hands. And all the prayers came out of his mouth.
After the prayer, Zikri rushed back to the guard post. He wrote a book of watch reports on him last night. While waiting for the time to go home, he sat back in the post.
"It feels good to take care of the night here, don't meet the Supervisor if you keep the night." Zikri said in his heart
Six o'clock Zikri's fellow security friend came. He was soon in charge of replacing Zikri.
All the reports Zikri has written in the book.
"Allah is safe." Zikri
"Alhamdulillah..."
"I'm sorry to go home first." Zikri
"Ready Sir...!"
"Assynoltom..."
"Getishalight."
Zikri finally did his job that night. He came home soon because his eyes were completely sleepy.