Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Are we going to be a match?

"Sir, Riana wants to change in a better direction. But, Riana didn't know where to start."

"What if you change your prayer habits first. Often times, everything will improve," said Camelia gave advice.

"Yeah, Riana's fine."

"Don't try Ri, because at any time you will be bored. But it must be lived, consider it your basic needs. If you don't do it, then you feel like something is missing. Want not, mbak give tips to keep Istiqomah in worship for example in prayer?"

"That's a hell of a mbak, what?"

Riana drew closer to Camelia. He was very curious what tips the woman who had given him this glimmer of hope wanted to say.

"Have you ever been in love?"

Shamefully Riana nodded her head slowly. Camelia chuckled, looking at Riana's cheeks that were met with red.

"Ri, focus."

"Eh, yes, yes."

"Ult mbak also pray perch but one day, mbak met with an ustadzah who in the end, he became a worship teacher mbak. He said, if we want to continue to pray without holes, then we must make the prayer fall in love with us. That way, whatever busyness, fatigue and all kinds of circumstances that will make us think not to want to pray, then we will not think of it all."

"Well! Can you please, mbak?" riana said as if in disbelief.

"That can. If you want to make prayers fall in love with us, then slowly we start praying. One day, when you are tired or late to wake up in the morning, then miraculously, then, you will wake up by yourself because we have also fallen in love with prayer which makes us unable to leave our love. At times like that, we just keep thinking to keep praying, even though there are all circumstances that make us lazy."

Riana put her smile as wide as possible. Now the burden on his chest had slowly disappeared somewhere. He's happy about that. Thanks to the figure of a woman of several months who has employed herself, she feels she has the spirit of worship again.

"Riana is grateful to be able to meet and even become an employee of Mbak Cam. If Riana had not met with Cam Ma'am, I don't know, Riana doesn't know what's going to happen in the future."

"If you don't meet with Mbak, maybe out there there is someone who will also give you advice like Mbak. As long as you are willing to change in a better direction, you will always be visited by people who want to see you well and invite you to do good too" said Camelia.

"Alhamdulillah, one of the good people is mbak."

Camelia smiled slightly in response to Riana's words. "Bak isn't as good as you think. Udah, mbak into first yes," said Camelia left a question mark on Riana.

"Yes mbak, Riana also wants to go forward," said Riana in the end. He didn't want to go further on what his boss said just now. Camelia nodded. He left Riana.

...***...

The next day after Camelia performed the morning prayers, she rushed to clean up everything that became her routine every Sunday. While cleaning, he also made breakfast for his parents. As the saying goes 'once the oar, two three islands are exceeded which means that once doing something it will be able to complete other work or also can get profits at once'

Camelia smiled, she was like a super woman. It can do several jobs at once or it can be said multitasking. But, that is women, whatever can be done simultaneously, will be done at that time.

Camelia who was still smiling made my mother wonder. Mama Lia who just came out of the room also went to approach Camelia who was still cool with her own smile world.

"Ehem, smile to yourself. Here for the same mama, let mama get contagious as well," said mama.

"Eh mom. No ma, this is Camelia just wants to smile," replied Camelia clumsily.

"Where are you going, until the house is clean like this?" ask Mama Lia who knows the habits of her daughter if she wants to travel.

"You go to sports, Ma."

"Alone or ...."

"Cam went with Abra. He invited Cam to play basketball in the city park."

Mama nodded her head. "Mama notice, lately you and Abra boy are close back. Is there something you don't know?" mama asked Lia just wanted to know how close their relationship was back.

"There is no, ma. We're like friends, like we used to be," Camelia said.

"So when is Abra coming?"

"Maybe in a minute, ma."

Camelia continued her homework. He felt that Abra would come to pick him up soon.

"If so let my mom help. Let's get it over with."

"Eh, don't ma. It also did not take long to finish. Mom sits down in front of the tv. Sitting pretty and watching while enjoying a snack that Camelia made," said Camelia while leading Mama Lia to sit on the sofa.

"Then Camelia cleaned up first."

Camelia also passed from the presence of the mother who had been sitting casually in front of the tv, enjoying the news of the morning that was still warm. Sometimes Mama Lia noticed Camelia who was still busy cleaning and occasionally saw her cooking.

He is very proud to have a daughter like Camelia. Because whatever busy Camelia is, Camelia won't be able to make her complain about homework. Even cooking Camelia herself does the work. Unless Camelia comes home last night, then Mama Lia goes cooking in the kitchen.

"Ma, mama," called Camelia while shaking her hand in front of Mama Lia's face.

"Why son?"

"Ma, it's like the one who's knocking on the door, Abra deh Ma. Cam doesn't wear a hijab right now."

"Let Mama open. You get ready to go. Kasian wants Abra to wait for you again."

"But how Cam cuisine, freshly cooked vegetables, Ma. Fish are just as nya not."

"Let Mama continue. Gih, change clothes."

Camelia nodded, she rushed up to her room and changed into a training shirt so that her curves were not clearly visible. Mama Lia opens the door for Abra.

"Assynnoura, tan. Camelia's there?"

"Waalaikumsalam, there's son. Let's enter. Camelia again prepared first," said Mama Lia as she stepped into the guest room. "Please sit down son Abra," cried mama again.

"Yes, tan."

"Where are you going Camelia, son?" mama asked Lia just wanted to make sure she came back, even though she already knew it from Camelia earlier.

"You go to the city park, tan. Abra wants Camelia to play basketball."

"Em, let's not forget the time."

"Yes, tan."

Camelia, who had prepared, went down to the first floor to the living room, where Abra had been waiting for her.

"Ab, I'm sorry to keep you waiting" Camelia said.

"Ngga papa. We're leaving now?"

"Yes. Ma, Cam go first. Assalamualaikum," said Camelia while kissing her mother's hand.

"We're saying goodbye, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful while there. Don't go home later."

Camelia and Abra nodded. They left the house for Abra's car.

"Please enter Cam's daughter" Abra said when opening the car door for Camelia.

Camelia laughed, "you're there. Thank you." Thank you."

After putting her seatbelt on, Abra drove her car to the city park. The place they went to play basketball.

Fifteen minutes passed, they had reached the field. Because today is a Sunday, making the park that is usually few visitors, now many visited by people around to relax with family. Some are jogging, some are relaxing while rolling out mats, and various other activities.

"Come on Cam," Abra asked.

"Come on," said Camelia following Abra's footsteps.

Arriving at the field of basketball, Camelia smiled broadly to see the teenagers who use this basketball court running around, trying to each other snatch the orange-dominant ball.

"Why Cam?" asked Abra, who saw Camelia, just shut up.

...To be continued....

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