Gendhis
Chapter 13 God again tested me

While listening to the chanting of verse by verse recited from the HP coming from inside the mosque with the speaker connection, I saw some men sleeping inside. Some are busy lying on their stomach while playing mobile phones, some are covering their faces with jackets, some are sitting leaning and closed. I saw from my position that was sitting leaning on the pole of one of the mosques where I and Arya decided to stop for a moment in search of mother 15 minutes into Dzuhur time. Now I know why Vya always shared his admiration with my old village friends, because in addition to being tall, nose pointed. He looks like a sholeh man.

There was something that infiltrated my heart cubicle, I was worried if Vya knew that one day I and Arya were walking together instead of dating or holding hands. We barely even had any communication while looking for mom, Arya wasn't even looking at me, she was trying to steal a glance. Either I'm too PD or Arya put a taste in me. When the Adhan has been placed, I rushed to take ablution and then came in and stood in the row of shaf some women who were seen carrying their own face. I wore a face given by Vya as my birthday present last year, a mukenah canal. I used to tell him this face looks more like a pocong. It was fortunate that the color was not white, and it made Vya chuckle.

When I finished the prayer and hurried to recite the prayer, I returned to the terrace of the mosque. To me, the time loop means so much. I want a second not wasted to just sit, I want to immediately find mother, even when I finished greeting earlier I just pray that God will bring me to meet mother. I who was too focused on my mind did not realize that one bottle of mineral water was handed Arya right in front of me.

“Ndak good daydreaming.” Aryan.

I blushed because he turned out to have handed me the bottle, but I didn't realize. My mind was on my mother, so my eyes and brain would not respond if Arya handed me the drink.

“We try to split up how? We'll meet each other later. And later we meet where, let it be more efficient.” Aryan.

I nodded, I lyrically man who was drinking a drink that he bought the same for him. Terlihatnya moved because he downed the mineral water. A pretty handsome and shady face. I remember when my mother and I used to sleep on the back porch, from behind the wall there will be a bag of crackle filled with water filled in a bottle of minerals and some food. The culprits were Arya and her mother, they were neighbors right next to my house first.

“Thank you for all the kindness you and your mother have had all this time.” I said plain. We talked without looking at each other. I faced towards the gate of the mosque which was quite majestic, Arya who was sitting beside me responded to my speech.

“No need to thank, it is our duty to fellow humans to help each other. I used to want to invite you to just play, but it seems your childhood is too scary, my mother often told you never to play, later you were scolded by your mother and get punished. You know, I used to ride in the bathtub in my bathroom to see if at night you and your mom slept on the kitchen patio.” Remember Arya.

Ah, it turns out that from childhood he was a shadow friend. I thought it was Miss Iin who was always kind, but in fact he is the one who plays an important role every water and every food that will come from behind the wall with a piece of neatyah rope that binds food and drink every time I sleep on the kitchen porch because of mom throw up.

“You are a great woman,” Arya said sincerely.

I turned, but Arya turned to me unintentionally. My heart is beating fast. I saw both Aryan neutrals praising me sincerely. He quickly threw his face towards his motorcycle.

“Come, I don't want to linger. Pity mom if anything happens,” Invite me, we also split up at Ar Rahman mosque. I went towards the residential residents while Arya went back towards the market, where yesterday I went around. Now the mind just got dizzy, like if Arya really put her heart on me. How my friend who silently admired Arya felt.

‘One-one Ndis, where may also Arya like you.She may only pity because your condition is not like like like like young people.’ My mind tries to reject the logic that is busy with the conjecture of Aryan's gaze earlier. When I've been around in and out of the alley and occasionally ask the people I meet, but the answer is still the same. No one saw mom. Suddenly the sound of a cell phone from my pants pocket. I saw on the phone screen there was the number of the owner's mother last night who had asked for and exchanged numbers. I quickly dialed the green button towards the top.

“Ya Ma'am,” Say me.

“Son Gendhis, this is your mother. I kept my husband in my house. This later let me talk directly to my son yes. let him guide son of Gendhis to pick up mother son Gendhis.” Said the mother written on the screen named Halimah's mother.

My heart immediately felt happy, even though I had not seen the condition of my mother. I'm happy that mom was found by a good person. I called Arya but her number was busy. I also sent a sharelock sent by Halimah's mother to Arya.

{I went to this address, someone said I met. Now at home.}

My message is still contang 1 and I immediately look for a motorcycle taxi near me standing. A base man immediately gave me a helmet. I show you the address I want to go to. I also turned on the google map to be able to follow the directions of the address. But I actually felt strange when the taxi driver actually turned left when the voice from google said that we should be straight.

“Kok turn bang?” My protest.

“Sorry mbak, here I take the fast track to the direction that mbak go.” Prattling.

Bugh!

Bugh!

“What the hell Bang! Want to pervert ya!” TEriak and I snarled uncomfortably as I sensed he was intentionally doing that. I think he just confirmed his sitting position but when for the second time he did just that. I can no longer tolerate. He laughed and accelerated his vehicle.

“Stop!” My TEriak.

Immediately the fear burst into my heart.

“Sabar mbak, after this I will invite mbak to enjoy the paradise of the world. Don't be arrogant, I'll pay. Enough to buy skincare..hehehe.” He said while returning to do something indecent to me. I don't think long, I bite his shoulder and I push him. We fell on the side of the road, we were both hit by the motorcycle. My right leg got muffled. It feels painful and painful. The man who was a motorcycle taxi driver just looked ordinary while holding my bite marks earlier.

“Mau play bite-bite ya mbak, good. I teach you how to bite properly.. But not here.”.Her speech.

As soon as I got angry, I screamed as hard as I could to ask for help.

“Tolooong! Tolooong! Please I want to be pressed ko sa!” My TEriak.

What power, I'm too stupid. I don't understand the location. This crazy Ojek repairman had planned from the start like he was taking me this way. He tied my hands together with his belt. He also closed my mouth and my eyes were close to his shawl, the stench of his foul sweat made me want to vomit. I don't know where he pulled me, but from my feet, I felt like I was downstairs where no one else was. Because I can feel if a lot of grass or twigs hit the foot that was exposed to the exhaust earlier.

‘Yes Allah..trial what else I will receive this time. Save me from this man, God. What's mom's fate if I why-why.’ My words, the foul-smelling cloth that now closes my eyes has become wet from my tears. Sounds like a stepped board.

“Please... don't mind me..” ask me for a man who is possessed by a demon to satisfy his lust. I even felt her hands opening my jeans.

“Hiks…. Please don't do that to me. please... please, I promise I will do whatever I don't get tainted.” Stupidly I still ask for something impossible to be granted.

I thrashed as hard as I could, the one kick I did seemed to succeed in making the man fall down. Poor namun can't be in Elak. I was hit with a hard enough object on my head.

“Badness!”

Bugh!

It felt like it was in my head and temple. I could feel a liquid flowing from my forehead. I only returned to Allah in those moments I could still feel the flow of the da Rah soaking my cheeks until it dripped onto my lips.

‘As for You Rabb... want like let alone destiny after this that you will give me, if not enough to have a sick mother, now must be an unholy woman.

(Prophe mom, mom. To be a sharp sword. He had to be heated many times and hit by palu😍😍😍 Otw so a powerful sword in this life yes Ndis)