Innallaha Ma'Ana (Verily Allah is With Us)
Chapters 13. Meet Dirga
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Chapter 13
Rinjani and Azzam were standing at the terminal near a public hospital. Attar sleeps in his mother's arms. Vehicles to the Suka Asih sub-district terminal are still long because they were left about 15 minutes when the previous angkot came there. They have to wait about 45 minutes, usually the schedule of the vehicle once an hour. In order to get to his house, they had to ride 2 times public transportation. Rinjani does not want to go home to the afternoon just because it is too long to wait for the vehicle.
Hot air temperature, pollution from dust carried by wind. Attar often coughs if there is a strong wind blowing on him. So, Rinjani must cover the face of the youngest when there is a wind blowing towards him.
Azzam himself was happy to see the new scenery for the first time he saw. The command buildings of the city can be seen lined up in the center of the city. Then, across there is a row of public schools most favorite number 1 in the city, ranging from SD, Junior High School, and High School. Azzam did not know that straight to the right there is still a private elite school complex that is only filled with thick money people.
'Oh Allah, I hope that I and Aqilah will be able to attend school there.' Azzam looked towards the wall that read FIRST HIGH SCHOOL STATE 1 SUKA CITA.
As they were daydreaming with their own thoughts, suddenly a luxurious car stopped in front of Rinjani and her children. Of course the woman knew who the owner of this bright red vehicle, because it often came to her house.
"Rinjani! What are you doing there?" dirga asked after she lowered the car window.
Seeing the annoying smile belonging to the man who lately often teased him, making Rinjani lazy to deal with him. Then he said, "Waiting for someone."
'A driver who brought angkot to the terminal Suka Asih.' Rinjani continued her words inwardly.
"Oh, I thought you were going home. Previously, I wanted you to take a car with you," replied Dirga.
Rinjani thinks that Dirga is leaving, but the man turns off the engine and gets out of there. Of course Rinjani was astonished by this action. However, he chose to ignore the existence of that man. In his heart he ceaselessly prayed for the safety of himself as well as the children.
Dirga stood not far from the mother of three children. He blatantly noticed and admired Rinjani's beautiful face. Already several times he always invited to have a serious relationship with this woman, but always rejected by her.
"Who are you waiting for?" ask Dirga after 30 minutes.
Not yet Rinjani answered angkot heading to Suka Asih subdistrict has come. He took Azzam's hand and said goodbye to Dirga.
"Hey, aren't you waiting for someone!" Dirga walked quickly after Rinjani who was about to ride an angkot.
With his tall and athletic body, the man blocks the angkot door. This made Rinjani unable to go straight up.
"Om, move! Don't block us." Azzam pushed Dirga's body as hard as he could, though only a small movement made the adult male shift a step.
"Mom, want to go up, won't you?" ask the driver.
"You, Sir. This is the door blocked" replied Rinjani.
The driver said to Dirga, "Woi, don't stop passengers from boarding!"
"Bang, I just want to get my wife and kids back in the car up there. But, he was determined to ride an angkot," Dirga retorted so as not to cause a commotion in someone else's area. The man also pointed at the car parked in front.
The driver also thought that Rinjani with Dirga was a husband and wife who were fighting. Same with the other passengers in the car.
"You two better solve the household problem somewhere else. Do not hinder the efforts of people looking for sustenance," said the angkot driver.
"I'm sorry, Bang. Just walk away, let me take care of my wife," Dirga replied and the transport car left.
Rinjani's face looks sour. He wanted to stand up to the man who was smiling at him. However, he had to hold himself back in front of his two children. For, swear words are not worthy of example.
The day was past noon, where maybe he had to be patient waiting for the next angkot again. Mana Attar also had to take medicine and rest. So, the woman decided to ride in Dirga's car.
A charming smile was engraved from the man driving the car. Although Rinjani refused to sit beside her, but she could still clearly see the beautiful face of the woman.
"What is your child sick?" dirga asked while looking towards the middle rearview mirror.
"Lymphoblastic leukemia" replied Rinjani who was rubbing Attar's head.
"What's? Then, did you get treatment from the doctor." Dirga at that time also did the brake suddenly. Fortunately Rinjani and Azzam wear seat belts, so his body restrained not hit the front seat.
"Astaghfirullahal'adzim" Rinjani and Azzam said at the same time, and their hearts were beating as if they were going to get out of place.
"Can't you drive the car right?" rinjani snapped with bulging eyes and a countenance that turned red as her current mood was furious.
Azzam himself has since stared intently at the men who have forced them to climb into his car. He really did not like the arrogant behavior of this rich man.
Dirga had also noticed the dislike gaze of Azzam. The gaze of this 6-year-old boy over, since the first always looked at him sharply without a single biggest smile even though only a single glance.
"sorry. Have you received proper treatment?" dirga asked while turning her body so that she could see Rinjani and Attar.
"How about I take you and Attar to Singapore for treatment?" ask a man named Dirgantara.
Rinjani felt very upset when she heard Dirga's words. This man according to the woman, the most annoying person in the world.
"Relax, I'll pay for the treatment" Dirga continued.
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What answer will Rinjani give? Is it for Attar's recovery that the woman is willing to accept a helping hand from Dirga? Wait for it to go, yeah!