Before 365 Days
Chapter 19: The Cry

Wulan was still thinking of Mr. Kyai's message. He's staggering.

The clock is still eight in the morning. Wulan was impatient to tell her husband.

"My feeling was suddenly agitated like this, hopefully, Mr. Kyai was able to help, and Rose could return safely. Amelinn." Wulan washed both of her faces with both of her hands.

The rose came out of his stupor, apparently he was in his room again.

The rose then inched backwards in the corner of his room. He looked around his room. He imagined what had just happened to him. Roses shuddered in horror, his entire body trembling.

"Hopefully, what Mira and I did was unknown to both Ndoro Kusuma and Burhan. I must keep pretending that I am under the influence of Ndoro Kusuma."

The rose said to itself with a mouth that trembled in fear.

While in the room, Mira. Mira looked in pain, she felt a pain in her back. He was sure, the sabetan he felt felt real and very sick. Mira seemed to grimace withstanding the pain.

Mira then gets up from her bed. He reached into his shirt, and touched the sore wound. Mira looked startled, as indeed her back was slightly wet, perhaps her back was injured and slightly bleeding. Mira was crying, how could she treat her wound? There were too many wounds in his body. He seemed unable to endure the pain in his body. Mira was crying.

"Yes, please get me out of this place, I'm willing, even though I'm back in a lifeless state, as long as I can get out of this place."

Mira lamented her fate, she cried with regret.

If given the opportunity to repeat, Mira will obey both parents, without resisting.

Like feeling what is in the middle, Mira felt, Umi Fatma gathered on her alphabet, her tears kept flowing in each do'a-do'a chant that she promised Mira. His heart was still tight because he kept crying. Umi Fatma poured out all her pain and complained to the Khaliq.

"Yes, O Robbi, listen to the do'a of Your despicable servant. Servant, just want, son of servant back, even if the body remains, it does not matter to us, as long as we can see our son back. I'm desperate for this long wait, Ya Robbi."

Umi Fatma was crying. I feel like he can no longer speak.

After a few minutes of calm, Umi Fatma wiped her tears. He closed his eyes facing the prayer mat. Umi Fatma then sat down cross-legged, closing her eyes and focusing her mind and heart. He recited the holy verses of the Qur'an. His mind kept on remembering Alloh, while his little heart started calling Mira's name.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mira ... Assalamu'alaikum! Mira, Mira, where are you, son? Can you hear Umi's voice? Assalamu'alaikum, Mira." Inner voice, Umi Fatma sounded loud.

"Va'alaikumsalam, Umiiii ... Umiiii, Umiii, Mira Kangen, Umiii ..." Mira sobbed to mention her Umi.

Umi Fatma cried because the sound of the stone can be heard by her son. Fortunately, Umi Fatma can still focus on her meditation.

"Umi's son, where is it? Go home, son, Umi and Abi miss you," asked the interior, Umi Fatma.

"Umiiii, please, Mira, Umiii, Mira can't get out of here. Mira's stuck, Umi, Mira's not strong here, Umi please, Miraaa ..." Mira cried bitterly, until it was heard clearly in the ear of Umi Fatma, immediately the meditation of Umi Fatma collapsed. Umi Fatma cried again, she fell on her sajad, while beating the floor with her alphabet, Umi Fatma cried loudly while saying her son's name.

"Miraaaaaa, O God, please, Miraaaa, please save Mira, she is the only child You have entrusted to me. For ten years, I waited for his arrival, why now I have to wait again, Yes Alloh! Give it back, Mira to me, Yes Robbi..."

Umi Fatma continued to cry incessantly.

The clock has shown at four in the afternoon. The factory boy was coming home, but, unfortunately, Adam and Marsel broke up overtime, they could not go home early, but they were already planning to go to the Rose house after work. Adam tries to contact Wulan, telling him that he and Marsel are overtime.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry, Nduk, Mas, same Marsel tonight has to be overtime, so we can't go to the Rose house now, sorry well!"

Adam heard Wulan's voice from across the street.

"Yes, later Mas, ask the same, Marsel, you just send the license plate number. Yes, yes, yes, you are careful at home. Mas also want to pray ashar first, yes, yes, assalamu'alaikum."

Adam hangs up the phone, then puts it in his pants pocket.

"What's up, Dam?" marsel asked, while eating bread.

"You ask me the license plate number, Rose, Cell. Wulan told Mr. Kyai. But just later, let's pray ashar first."

Adam invited Marsel to the mosque, as soon as the bread in Marsel's hand was finished.

The two of them performed the congregational ashar prayer. 10 minutes later, they finished, and immediately went to the production site to work again.

Marsel is in machine A, while Adam is in machine D. They cannot chat because of their great distance, and the noise of the machine, when printing electronic components.