Hijrah the Rebel Girl
New World

Riindu just nodded his head again and said thanks. But not responded at all. He stepped out of the room when he saw there was a security still waiting for him.

“Udah mbak?” Ask .

“Iya sir.”

“You must be given a lot of bogeman in the same mbak Alice?” Ask search.

‘O**h her name is Alice’, her inner self.

“Not also kok.” Answer Homes.

“Not possible. He is that way. The mouth is longer than the highway. If you work here you must be strong with him mbak.” The answer.

Missing just Smiling..

“Oh yes. We haven't met mbak. My name is Ujang” he said. He held his hand to get acquainted

Rinddu received Ujang's hand. “Rindu,” Say Miss. “Yaudah sir. I dualuan yes.” Continue to miss when you get to the door.

“Be careful ya mbak.” Ujang. Missing just holding her head.

He misses putting his feet lightly. He was so happy to get a job. “You go same umi Ira ahh. Want to find out about being a better character.” Mumbles Longs.

Miss aware if penance is not just ‘GOD I REPAT’ but we have to start from new. He has to find out more about religion, he has to get better.

Fortunately the mosque that misses meeting Umi Ira is not far from here. So he chose to walk instead of riding an angkot. He wanted to ride a motorcycle, but did not meet at all. So he chose to walk, to count frugally.

When he arrived in front of the mosque. He saw many children there who were again surrounding Umi Ira. He entered the mosque and approached. ”Assalamu’alaikum Ummi.”Saying politely.

Umi Ira smilingly looked at Miss.” Walaikum salam Rindu. Please sit nak.” He said while patting the place not far from his side.

He misses getting his feet closer.

“Rindu can join to learn right Mi?.” Tanya Miss.

Umi Ira nodded and held onto Miss's hand. “Bby dong. Coincidentally we haven't started.” Umi Ira said, she looked at the children in front of her. “Kids know this brother miss his name.”

The children looked at Miss who smiled at them. “Kakkak an. Brother that was last night, right?” ask one of them.

“Iya. Greetings know all” Rindu Riang.

“Salam also sis Rindu.” Say they're compact.

“If so we start learning ya” Umi Ira. Everyone shut up to listen to Umi Ira. “Umi want this first. Who knows why we should pray?” Ask.

The kids started whispering. I miss just watching them. “Try sister Rindu aja who replied.” said One of them.

Miss raised her eyebrows. He looked at Umi Ira. Umi Ira nodded her head in agreement. “Because of our spiritual food prayers. Prayer is also the pillar of our religion, it is said that the house tampa foundation will be destroyed. So is prayer. A roar without a pole cannot stand. So yes faith will not be able to stand if not pray.” Answer Homes.

“Nakk...”.

“If House without foundation can be said home is not?”

“No...!”

“Therefore we are obliged to pray if we want to build our house of faith. Our islamic home. Our place is so heavy. Prayer is also as a deterrent we do mungkar. If you pray, then you will be kept away from munching. In our prayers say ‘IHHDINASYIROTOLLMUSTAQIM’ when praying. Surah Al - Fatiha ayatke5. Namely. “Show us the straight path”

Misses frowning him. He thinks if he performs the prayer continuously. But he still makes mistakes often. He still makes mistakes often. “Mi. So why do you still often sin?. Miss prayer 5time Mi?” Tanya Miss.

Umi Ira looked at Miss. “Because we only pray. Not the real prayer. When we only consider prayer as an obligation. You should eat rice without vegetables. Tasteless, no Taste. There are no vitamins, and you are still malnourished even though we have eaten full. Prayer it from here” Umi Rindu patting Dada part of his heart. “Sholat must pack liver. Remember the power of God.when praying, make prayer our changer to stay away from evil.”

Longs silent. He remembers everything. It does. He prayed but had no intention of changing. It is just prayer. Not what should be praying.

The prayer-themed cerma flows fast. The flow is like crashing the Miss. He only knew if all this time he only prayed without meaning. Who only does but does not perform. he also knows how great night prayer is. Uminya used to always tell him to perform night prayers. But Miss never do it because lazy to wake up. But he will be determined to start everything from now on.

When the prayer procession is finished. He was sitting next to Umi Ira. She thanked him for his spiritual shower. “ Umi. I miss going home first. Tomorrow morning Miss will be here again.” Saying Miss while kissing Umi Ira's hand.

“You came to the orphanage of gem livers. Ummi lives there. They are all Ummi children. ” Answer Umi Ira,

Miss cannot be surprised by that. He just found out if they were the children of the home. It's only natural they're always here. “The place where mi?” Tanya Miss.

“Just separate 3houses from here. On the right. You go there yes.” Answer Umi Ira.

Miss smiling and nodding. He stood up and stepped out of the mosque. But his hand being held by one of the orphanage's children shocked him. “What's up?” Tanya Miss while smiling gently.

“Bracelet same brother clock good. Surely the price is expensive.” he said Lightly. He's twirling his hands Miss.

Hearts of Longing are deep within. ‘If you knew this was illegal.” Inner Longs.

“Reyhan. You are not polite.” Umi Ira was a little angry.

The boy Reyhan was holding released his hand from Miss. “Sorry umi.” Mumbled wistfully.

“Nothing is okay umi.” Speak Missing miris. “Sister go home first huh Reyhan” Say soft miss. He stroked Reyhan's head gently.

Reyhan was smiling. I miss stepping away from them. It turns out he's been here a long time. Today it is almost dark. I miss quickly walking home.

He ordered ojol. He could not stand the angkot. When the ojek that Rindu ride has arrived in front of his house. Just as azan magrib reverberated.

“Allhamdulillah.” Mumbled. He took a quick step to take a shower to clean his body. After that he performed prayers. He remembered Umi Ira said if he prayed he should remember.

‘While prostrating, you feel if God caresses your head with love. On the second prostration he kissed the butt of your head, and so on. Enjoy all the verses you read, and if you still do not feel the prayer is beautiful. Then you see your love. Imagine that sejaddah is your grave.’

Missed doing all that. But he lived everything so beautifully. To the extent that he does not feel if his eyes have drained the holy water. He remembers how much God loves him. And he remembered that he was a corpse candidate.