Grabbing Asa
Pioneering Enterprises

I looked at the family photo for a long time, the photo that contained Me, Ma'am, Mom, Dad, and Rara who was just born at that time. I looked at her for a long time while occasionally rubbing the faces of Mother, Father, and Rara in the photo. There was a smile created along with condensing both eyeballs. One two clear drops fell on top of the photo right at the corner of Rara's lip. I tried to close my eyes to keep the feathers that escaped without being asked.

“May you calm down in Sana, Ma, Ra, and may you be happy with the path that dad took” my inner moans are poignant

I saw the moon radiating its beautiful rays, amaze me with its dazzling rays, and for me the night was more amazing than dusk. Where the dimaramnya able to bring full of memories. Laughter, sadness, sorrow, happiness all collide without being able to be sorted.

“Ris” Mbak sat next to me, rubbing my back gently.

“Ris, what if Mbak stops working?,” Tanyanya

“Mbak, cape?,” ask me slowly

Mbak was speechless, tears fell without being ruled, his eyes staring blankly towards the front. Ma'am told me everything about my father who was always present but only to hurt me, but he gave me the letter that Dad gave me this afternoon.

You are my real son, but can you go on in my life? Don't ever show up in front of my family, I'm happy, go as far as possible, I'll take responsibility for you and your sister.

My heart is broken, my soul is wounded, the father I was proud of is now gone somewhere, I no longer recognize my father, I tear the letter and throw it in any direction, he said, I'll prove we can succeed without his help.

“Sorry, Sorry, Ma'am, because Faris did not know all this time if Mbak was hurt, Mbak is too good at hiding feelings, laughter happy smile that Mbak showed turned out all this was just false”, I said with red eyes

“Mbak, it can hurt if it continues like this,”

“Mbak is used to wounds, Ris. Want to fly free even though it feels like it has forgotten to flap the wings” Mbak wiping his tears that have come down

“Mbak, Faris sister Mbak ‘kan?” ask me slowly

“Mbak, can tell Faris, Faris is not a child anymore, Ma'am!” I said with great emphasis

I breathed softly then asked “now what Mbak's plan is?”

“Mbak has savings, so far Mbak set aside Mbak's salary, it can we use for capital to make cakes, and we sell in online” he said

“Faris agrees, later Faris help market yes,” said

“Already, now it's night, we should sleep tomorrow Mbak will rewind,” Mbak said

“Mommy” shouts me

My breath was gone, I sat down and my mouth did not stop saying Istighfar, my eyes saw the clock that turned out at 02.30 wib. I set my feet firmly to the bathroom, immediately I berwudu and pray. At 3 in the morning, the time is still toying with me to be awake, enjoying the not-so-great raindrops. However, it can affect mood. His voice clashed with the earth. Pulling back the memory box that I accidentally closed neatly. Wind gusts slowly replacing heart-warming blankets. Circulate the view at every angle that is increasingly lonely, until dawn comes to greet the day.

Allahu akbar

Allahu akbar

The sound of dawn reverberating, I set my feet firmly towards the mosque. To perform the morning prayer. I have not been here for a long time, I have been so busy with myself that I have forgotten my Lord. I spread out my prayer rug and begged for forgiveness. I'm too busy chasing the world, helping you sell to find a side job. Kalam shahdu accompanies the dawn, chanting a verse whose beauty overcomes the universe, telling the perils to face the owner of the body, and chanting a verse whose beauty overcomes the universe, khusyuk prostrate on a prayer rug telling the grim ploughing heart that there will come a light for those who long for heaven.

Nit..

Nit…

The alarm on my watch rang, indicating 05:30 wib. I immediately went home to help Ma'am clean up the house before Mbak left for work, I walked on a quiet street by myself. Reminds me of a desperate decision. I once gave up hope, treading a gravel path full of thorns carrying a body without a definite direction, he said,

“Assalamualaikum” I said upon entering the house

“waalaikumussalam” sahut Mbak

“Mbak, it's already this hour, Mbak is not ready yet,?” much

“Today, Mbak just gave a resignation letter,”

“oh yes, tomorrow we have started selling yes, Ris, today Mbak will shop the ingredients first” he said again

“ready, Ma'am,” said I saluted

I helped Ma'am while telling stories about our childhood, sad indeed but it made us laugh, laugh at our innocence first. At 06.00 wib. We left together, Ma'am bought necessities for tomorrow's sale and I left for school.

Tomorrow also arrived, Mbak kept his words, he was busy making cakes from 04.00-06.30 wib. As for me, bringing the cakes that Mbak made to school and leave them in the school cafeteria, as well as Mbak, Mbak selling around and entrust them to the stalls.

Day by day our trading was getting in demand, we started to set aside profits to open our own store. We also sell through online, so more orders. We have a dream and want it not enough to make our dream come true. Therefore, we strive and work hard and pray to the almighty.