Dear, Dolls!
Hope Retno

That night, Sella and Cello's dolls didn't move anymore. But Emma had already shed her eyes not to be closed.

In the middle of the night, Emma remembered that she had not prayed Isha. He recalled the message of his mother (Retno) to never leave the prayer again.

Retno said, patience and prayer are the helpers of those who believe. Believing in her mother's words, Emma rushes back to her room for prayers. After before her deliver the doll Sella and Cello to her room again.

Sella and Cello's doll room is upstairs. Actually, when climbing the stairs, Emma again wracked by unpleasant feelings.

It was as if he was no longer alone. It was as if someone was watching.

Because it was after Emma put the two dolls that no longer move on the mattress, the girl hurriedly came out of the room.

During her two minutes Emma was in room two dolls, she realized something.

That the room he had just left was composed of a blend of three colors. Red, yellow, and blue..

the red side is at the very end of the room. The yellow side is in the middle of the room. And the green side is at the other end of the room where the position is closest to the entrance.

In the room there are also three colored mattresses like the walls of each. Red, yellow and blue mattresses.

Emma thought the blue mattress belonged to a Cello doll. Because of this he immediately put the Cello doll on the mattress. Next the Sella Doll on the yellow mattress in the middle.

Emma glimpsed at the uninhabited red mattress.

His mind suddenly recalled the figure of a female ghost who had terrorized him several times.

When Emma began to feel the cold piercing her nape back, she rushed to recite takbir while running quickly out of the room.

Right after Emma came out of the room and was about to close the door, in fact the door slammed itself right in front of Emma's face.

Emma's eyes immediately faded. His heart beat came back racing like he was about to run. Emma stared at the door in front of her with a horrified look for a moment. Until his Roman feathers stood up again.

Just before Emma was about to turn around and descend the stairs, she clearly heard the voice of****** which was very close in her ear.

"Shahhhhhhhhh.."******** of the supernatural being bristling the Roman feather Emma.

"Allahu Akbar! Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar! Abaghfirullahal 'azhiim!!" Various dhikr lafaz also came out of Emma's mouth.

Thank goodness the delicate creature did not bother Emma as she went down the stairs. Otherwise, Emma could imagine what tragedy would befall her if it were to happen.

"Oh, Ma...! Life is so hard?!!" Emma muttered to herself.

After the dolls' rooms, Emma went straight to the bathroom in her room to pick up ablution.

When taking ablution water, Emma still felt her heart racing. Many times the temptation to look at the dark side of the bathroom was plucked in Emma's mind.

Somehow again he felt that he was not alone in the bathroom.

After ablution with a heart and mind that was confused by fear, Emma rushed to reach for the face that she put at the end of the mattress.

With a mouth that was not stopping to recite dhikr, Emma rushed to wear her face that was ivory white.

"Allahu Akbar!"

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During the prayer, Emma's magical feelings become calmer. It was like getting protection in a cloth that covered almost all of his body.

The cold that often pierced the nape and terrorized her mind, no longer felt Emma during and after she performed the prayer isya.

It was at that moment that he was reminded of one of his mother's expectations.

Flashback a few weeks ago...

"Wear the veil, Emm.it's our piety to the Creator. Cover your aurat, and only show it to the mahram who has the right to see it later," Retno gave advice to Emma on a sunny afternoon.

Coincidentally Retno had just returned home from trading. And he was resting in front of the porch accompanied by Emma. Two cups of tea were on the small table between the two.

"Mama loves you, Emm. Because her Mama dared to rebuke you. Mama is afraid that in the afterlife you will be held accountable for every strand of hair that you appear to other than your mahram," Retno added.

Emma was playing a virtual pet game on her phone. He began to lose heart with a conversation full of advice from his mother.

Emma tried to stay quiet. I don't want to take my mother's words seriously. Think of it, the Mama will stop talking about wearing the hijab, like before her.

Her pity Emma guessed missed big. That afternoon, Retno seemed to want to discuss the matter of closing the letter until her daughter, Emma, really understood. How important and obligatory is that one worship.

"Emmas. Said ma'am ustadzah Harisah too, his apostle saw. Ever counseled her daughter, Fatimah like this,

"O my son, Fatimah! As for the women who will hang her hair to boil her brain in hell are those in the world do not want to cover her hair from being seen by men who are not her mahram. (H. R. Bukhari and Muslim)"

"So great is his doom, Emm.. Mama's terrified to hear it!" Retno looked worried.

Because of her, Emm. Since hearing the advice from Ms. Ustadzah that Mama steady use the veil. Mama is afraid, especially every sin that Mama made can also affect your Papa, son. Because after all, a wife's moral education becomes a liability for her husband," Retno further said.

"Lha Emma doesn't have a husband yet, Ma. So it's still safe dong.." Emma reasoned.

"Honey, son. You are still the responsibility of Mama and Papa as long as you are not married. And because now that Papa is dead, be a burden reminding you it is in the hands of Mama," Retno said in a firm tone.

"So, if Emma doesn't wear a veil, Emma's sin can be divided for Mama too?" Emma asked concluded.

"duh. Mama doesn't know, either, Emm. But for sure, you are still the responsibility of Mama before you meet your husband later. So, Mama will not be bored to continue to ingetin you wear a veil. You want it, son?" Bujuk Retno.

"Mm. yes, Ma. Emma wants to wear a veil," Emma finally relented.

Emma then stood up and wanted to go back to her room to be able to charge her phone that had low battery.

But before that, Emma added her sentence again to her mother.

"But then, Ma, wear the veil! If Emma's really ready, Ma!" Said Emma in a hurry to escape from hearing Retno's advice back.

Flash back done.

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