FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 75 "Hosts in Magetan"

*Yazeed Akiki Mubarak

They are women of the same background. Living a very hard life. Never seen an indecent life under the comban. For God's sake, I only carry out my duties as a human being who wants to maintain a relationship with God (hablun minallah) through a relationship with humans (hablun minan nas). See first Caliph Abu Bakr once freed a slave named Bilal bin Rabbah who at that time had pledged the word shahadah. That not a few women like them are those who live life under the competition on the basis of compulsion. I am living my trust by freeing them from that place. And to the chosen ones only I will take them to my place, a place mostly inhabited by women who are considered unclean. But, after a long time in a matter of years, they are now no different from good Muslim women. They can live in a tribal community in the hut area which is a very large place.

Some of them have lived happily with their children. Just like a woman named Ratna. She should stay here in a state of three months pregnant. I brought her here on her own consent who claimed to want to live safely. At the time, he wasn't begging, but I understood what he really wanted. Now he's alone in his room. Still reluctant to chat with other women.

"Gus, there's something on the ground" said Kang Jeprak. He was a former thug. Drunk, then home in the middle of the night. Rarely work and only spend money at the gambling table. In fact, he was the only man who memorized the names of alcoholic beverages the most. I drink often. Five years here, he had actually found the bright spot of his life to be pitch black. During his quarantine, he left his wife's son. When he was healed, his wife's son was gone. Two years ago, he almost went back to being a particle, escaping to join his old firqah. But, only seven days later he returned safe even though some of his body was injured.

I held back from stepping towards Ratna. I met the man Kang Jeprak was referring to.

"Why him?"

"Regular, Gus. He's drunk."

"Dam. Just yesterday he promised me he wouldn't drink anymore" I said.

"It should be done by throwing the drink away" said Kang Jeprak.

"If I just throw it away, I won't know how safe he is to keep his promises."

Right here, Kang Diga looks in the court like a possessed man. I understand because he's here for a month.

"Safety tightness. Don't let anyone come without knowledge. Where are the guards anyway? There can be no past in this place. Kang, I'm resigned to you. Move your men, Kang-kang you're currently underlining. How far are they increasing?"

"Their martial arts are getting better, Gus."

"OKAY. Nice." I nodded.

I'm approaching Kang Diga.

"Assalamu'alaikum? Shallu' ala prophet?"

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Allahumma shalli 'alaih."

I hunkered in front of him. I touched his shoulder. I hit him on the shoulder so he could spit out what he had been drinking.

"Shallu 'ala prophet?" whispered to him.

The others say.

"Javab in your heart" I said, raising my hand.

"Hurry up!"

She's puking.

"Where's Gio?" I spread the view.

The others are silent.

"Where is he?" Nadaku.

The sound of people running. Some people stood loosening the crowd.

"Where are you from?"

"Honor, Gus."

"Urus him. Let him read the chair in the room. One hour of meditation!"

I whispered to Kang Diga, "Good job. You should be able to fight the ***** that without you realize it has eroded your faith. Don't be a shithead. Remember shallu 'alan prophet, shallu 'alan prophet."

Kang Diga. Struggling people who are trying to hold it.

He chased me. Holding my shoulders is rough.

"Why?"

"Who's Ratna? Never lie to the cave."

"Why? What if he's here?" Grind chin. Once.

"You'll have trouble hiding Ratna here."

"Dirt?"

"Yes. Asu will come here."

"No problem. If necessary, I'll go see him. Or, maybe you're just showing your fears?"

Dreams changed. One step closer. He's blocking my jacket crate.

"Gus, don't you ever let Asu break through this cottage gate. The cave and the people who had been with him used this place as protection."

"Allahs. Not me."

"Whatever you say. How many times have you been to his club?"

Hand released. "Two times. One night the cave once celebrated with Ratna. He may forget, but the cave does not. He's an officer who has a very expensive price. Beautiful is amazing."

"I'm taking it."

"Where?"

"No."

"You should see it. Follow me!"

He followed my steps.

"He's there."

"He became like that?"

"He's amnesiac. No family. Now, he was being chased by Asu and Judge. Their actions are beyond reason.*****revoking his humanity. She's pregnant in a state of non-marriage."

"That's her fault. Why is he there."

"Because of people like you."

"The cave?" His face grinned.

"Go apologize to him! She's a good woman. Your encounter with him was a coincidence he never really wanted. Prove to Allah that you intend to repent. You still have a wife's child. The sooner you fix yourself, I'll drive you home."

I brought him closer. Ratna was shocked. Half-steadiness. He's like a frightened man.

I hunkered in front of him.

"You remember him?"

Her lips lifted up. Smile bitterly.

"I never forget anyone I've ever been with. You are no different from Mr. Su. Get greedy!" Ratna.

"Our position is the same. The cave once owed him thirty million. You should have gotten your money if I paid you back then. The second time, I came overnight with a woman just as beautiful as you. But, I can't touch it."

Ratna smiled cynically again. "How could you be the man for so many times who failed to spend the night with my friend."

"Fizah you mean?" my many.

"Yes." Yeah."

"We forget about that."

"You motherfucker!" Ratna. His hand floated to the cheeks of the person in front of him.

"could be. Your mouth is light!" The eyeball almost came out of his petal. Anger boils.

"Go from here! I hate people like you." Ratna threw away her face.

I signaled him to leave soon.

"He's gone."

"I'm sorry I was rude."

"No problem. You must really not like them."

"But who are you really? Why does your face look like someone I know?"

"I look like someone? Who?"

"The name is Mr. Nizam. He's a lecturer in Tulungagung. At first he wanted to help me and Fizah. But, instead he left us bumbling."

"Look you're more free to talk to me. Is that a sign that you already believe me?"

"It seems like you're different from them. I don't know what place this is. Sometimes I feel like I am in a place that is not much different from a hard life. But, at other times I felt there was a lot of light around this. Especially when you invite them out. Invite them to worship. What a weird place."

"Stay here until whenever you want. In fact, if you want to keep waiting for someone to come complete your life."

"Be ordinary. Change the way you talk. I won't be interested even if you soften it. Let's just say I'm a man. You here called gus?"

"As close as they are. You got another call for me? Say it!"

"No, Yazeed."

"That's a new call. Thank's."

Face asked.

"You're the only one who calls me a name right away."

"Your parents?"

"They have their own calling. Do not leave God. Keep His name in your heart. It will be power. Makes you stronger and more courageous. Give birth to your child safely. Assalamu'alaikum?"

I didn't hear him answer the greetings. I looked again.

"Greetings!"

"I answer in my heart."

"Oh, yeah. I don't know who the man I meant. Maybe this is God's way of communicating with you. You're just gonna talk a little bit to the people you know."