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Brief time...

One month already Zikri is working on the spot now. Payday time has arrived. Glad Zikri felt then. He can't wait to meet his wife and son.

The money is in his hands. He just waited for the holidays to come home. Although it was only one day off, but it was very valuable for Zikri.

He went to an ATM to send money to his wife.

Shortly, his wife called him.

"Assalamualaikum Sir...?"

"Getishalight."

"Signing money?" Ask his wife

"He was just transfer."

"Unfortunately, you're paying...?" Ask his wife again

"Yes... Thank God it is already ma'am."

"When can you go home..?" Ask her again

"God willing if there's no obstacle, two more days ma'am."

"Oh yes sir."

"Kids where is Mom...?"

"Still in school, sir... Eza must be happy to hear you want to go home." Said his wife

"Yes, ma'am.yeah if that's why you hang up the phone first yes.this father wants to go home to the contract."

"Oh yes sir."

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am..."

"Getishalight."

Zikri hung up, put her phone back in her pants pocket.

Zikri is back to work tomorrow. This time it was her turn to enter the morning. Be ready to meet with the supervisor.

In the morning Zikri woke up. He went to buy breakfast. At half-six he was ready. He immediately went to work.

At the guard post his friend who worked the night section was waiting for him to overshif.

"Assynoltom..." Zikri said when he arrived at the post door

"Waalaikumsalam Mr. Zikri." Said Aldi

"Where was sir... last night safe?" Ask Zikri

"Alhamdulillah... Safe sir."

"Alhamdulillah... Yes, Mr. Aldi is ready to go home first." Zikri said again

"Ready Sir."

Mr. Aldi came home from Zikri.

Zikri started his task. He was tidy first his desk. He sweeps inside and outside the room. It was all done, it was time for Zikri to open the gate and the door of his shop. All the employees were busy cleaning things there.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Zikri

Before the supervisor came, Zikri checked first into all areas. Once all is safe, then he goes back to the post.

Zikri looked at his wall clock, the time was already eight in the morning. Before long the supervisor came with his luxury car. He parked his car in the parking lot. Zikri went to him.

"Good Morning, sir...?" Sapa Zikri with a smile

"Morning." Say the supervisor flat-faced while leaving Zikri

"Huhuhh...." Zikri took a breath

Then Zikri went back to the post and he stood guard there.

One by one, customers started coming. Zikri swiftly and politely greeted him.

time went on, it did not feel that the day Zikri's task was completed. It's time he came home. With a tired face, he went home. Plus the weather was very hot that day.

Zikri stopped by a cake shop. He thought his children would be happy if he came home with souvenirs. Buy a block of cake.

The plan, tomorrow Zikri will go home, because it is his holiday.

The next morning Zikri was ready to go home. In the morning, he woke up and washed his uniform. It hangs in its rented terrace.

He did not bring much stuff, because his clothes were available at home. And the holidays are at home for only a day.

He took a ride to the bus terminal. Upon arrival there, he headed straight to the bus heading to his area. He sat there waiting for his departure. So excited to go home Zikri to forget that he had not had breakfast that morning. Fortunately, there were traveling salesmen. He bought two lontongs and two fritters. He ate both meals on the bus.

"Alhamdulilah.. stomach is already quite stuck with lontong and fried." Prattling

Passengers begin to enter the bus. All to their seats. Eventually the bus started and went slowly.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Zikri

The bus finally left the terminal.

Zikri had to travel for approximately four hours.

In the middle of the journey Zikri began to feel pain again head to the back of the neck.

He thought, it's because he hasn't eaten since morning.

Entering the rest area, Zikri immediately went to the rice stall. He bought rice and his side dishes. After he finished he tried to buy pain medication, then take it. Zikri tried to relax for a while on the terrace of the mushola.

Before long the bus conductor began to call all passengers to enter the bus immediately. Because the journey will be resumed soon.

Zikri finally got back on the bus. He sat back in the room.

The car started driving again. Some time Zikri was on the bus, he finally fell asleep. It may be the effect of the medication he is taking.

Fifteen minutes Zikri fell asleep. He woke up again, and Alhamdulillah at that time the pain in his head was gone.

"Alhamdulillah." Zikri.

Zikri look at the watch. Time has shown half ten.

"There's still an hour left." Zikri said again

Then he brought his phone, he wrote a message to his wife that he would arrive in about an hour.

His children are happy, the father will be home soon.

The bus enters the terminal. All passengers get off the bus. Zikri immediately looked for ojeg to ride.

A few minutes from the terminal until he came home.

"Assynoltom..." Zikri said while knocking on the door of his house.

Soon his wife opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam. Come on sir, come in." Said his wife

Zikri entered and immediately sat down on the chair.

"See, I'll get you some water first sir." Said his wife

"Yes, Mom."

"Mr.....!!" Shouted Ezra his youngest son.

"Here son."

Her children sat near her kissing her hands.

"I'm sorry, you didn't bring anything, you just brought this." Say Zikri while giving a plastic bag containing the cake.

"Is this Mr...?" Ask Ezra

"That's cake. y'all eat ya."

Then Ezra opened it....

Zikri went to clean her body.

"Mr go clean up first, son..?"

"Yes sir."

After cleaning, his wife prepared her favorite meal. There is rice liwet, salted fish, sambal, do not forget his lalapan that is pete.

"Alhamdulillah..." Zikri

"Bore rice if you eat this same." Added Zikri again

"Yes Sir..... Let's eat it, mungpung here." Answer his wife

They eat together. Zikri looks ravenous, has not eaten his wife's cooking for two months.

"Alhamdulillah.karnikmat." Said Zikri while continuing to put rice in her mouth.

"Alhamdulilah.. if you enjoy sir, would you add more rice sir?" ask wife.

"Later Ma'am..ngabisin this first, but definitely added again." Answer

His wife smiled to see her husband eating so voraciously.

Zikri was enjoying the food that his wife was serving.

They eat together.