Istikharah

Istikharah
JI 2 - Sinta et al


Sinta, Yuna and Femi are gathering three at a restaurant. They often spend time together. They had been friends for a long time, long before they got married. So each of them was already khatam with good and bad natures for each other.


"I got fired for Leon and Arini. How insolent they are," Sinta grumbled while cutting off her steak.


Actually yesterday when Leon and Arini came to her, there was only her own in the office. But unbeknownst to Sinta, her parents-in-law and the school owner listened to it all from beginning to end.


Her parents-in-law who wanted to check the state of the school even accidentally heard the student guardian protest about bullying. And worse, the bullying was sourced from Sinta. End the story Sinta.


Finally, Sinta's in-laws took action to fire Sinta the problem culprit.


"It's not good, is it? You are lazy to be a teacher" said Femi relaxed. He wiggled the wine that was in the glass.


"Yes, Sin. Kan you often urinate because you want to resign but never given permission to stop," said Yuna while biting her steak meat.


Sinta snorted in annoyance. "Are you stupid or what? I was fired in a disrespectful manner. Ahhh... Want to get my face?" gerutu Sinta's.


Femi smiled obliquely. "Just relax, Sin. What matters now is that you're free to be that goddamn teacher. You don't have to put on a sweet mask for those shitty kids."


"Yes too, huh? Why should I be upset, try?" Sinta laughed softly. He then ate his steak which had been cut into small pieces.


"But by the way how are you in-laws, Sin?" ask Yuna. "Emmm... You're not an enemy, are you?" Further again.


Sinta. "Pure. My husband always defends me," Sinta said arrogantly.


Sinta's husband is in love with Sinta. Whatever the decision and choice of Sinta, always supported. If Sinta makes a mistake, she always forgives. The term today, bucin.


"Oh, huh? I met Arini and Leon in a restaurant. I was so curious, until I followed them. It turned out to be true, they moved to a wider house. They are not bankrupt" Yuna said with a mouthful of food.


"Is, disgust, Yun! If you want to say that in the swallow, first!" nagel Femi's.


Yuna just grimaced in shame.


"So they're not broke?" ask Sinta.


"No" replied Yuna.


"Heh, you guys! Just let Arini and Leon. That's none of our business. What matters now is that we have fun. Ready to have some fun, girl?" Femi raised his wine glass.


Sinta and Yuna then raised their wine glasses as well. They toast three. Celebrating Sinta's freedom. Freedom to no longer work as a teacher.


"It turns out this way it feels free. Looks like I should thank Arini and Leon for helping me to be free," Sinta muttered as she poured wine into the glasses of the three of them.


"Yes. If you need to send a thank you parcel," kekeh Femi and was followed with a frenetic piety by Yuna.


Sinta snorted softly, it seemed like these friends had started to get drunk. Laughing is unclear.


***


Wulan and Jasmine were walking together in the mall. Both of them were buying equipment to paint.


Yesterday Jasmine started a painting course. And because the child's equipment is incomplete. So now he's shopping for his equipment shortage.


His mother and father are at work. Her sister was at home with Ani.


"Aunty, Jasmine wants to play with that, can't you?" Jasmine pointed at the children's special cars.


Wulan nodded. "Can. Jasmine's going up on that?"


"Yes." Yeah."


And now here comes Jasmine. Playing in a car with a few other kids.


Once satisfied, Jasmine then invited Wulan to buy juice. The boy's throat was thirsty.


"Don't drink water?" ask Wulan.


Jasmine shook strongly. "You want juice, Aunty," he whined.


Wulan then took Jasmine to approach the juice seller in the mall. Both bought avocado juice.


"Enak," said Jasmine as she continued to suck out the juice.


It didn't take long, Jasmine's juice was up. Though Wulan's got half. Finally, Wulan sucked the juice quickly.


After finishing one glass of juice, the two took a walk in the school grounds.


"Jasmine wants to buy a fairy tale book for Joseph" Jasmine said, flipping through the book in front of her.


The body can read, you see. Yes, although not very well. But at least he can read.


Eventually Jasmine's choice fell on an English fairy tale book. Although she does not speak English, her mother can. So let her mother read the book to herself and Joseph.


After buying some books and painting equipment, the two went home.


***


When he wanted to go home, Arini accidentally met his sister Aldi who also works as a pilot.


"It has not been a long time to look at Papa at home," said Aldi cynically.


Arini breathed her out slowly. I don't know why Aldi is often taking a storm with him. But he is tired. Wanna rest. But even made a fuss by his own sister.


"It's too busy, huh?" aldi asked with an eyebrow that rose one.


"Every day I chat with Papa. Papa also often goes on the mountain. So you don't try to find trouble, Al," Arini said in a low tone.


If Aldi is upset, then the only way is to give up. If Arini talks cynically too, then the problem will never be solved.


Both roads lead to parking. With each small suitcase in their right hand.


"Chat is not enough. If you can, go home. Papa is lonely" Aldi said slowly. Evidently, after Arini lowered his ego, Aldi so softened.


"Yes, I was wrong" muttered Arini.


"If you feel guilty, go home quickly. Poor Papa. We only have Papa, if Papa is not there, then regret later," Aldi said flatly.


Arini's sister then go first. Precede to her brother who walked slowly.


Arini breathed out slowly. It seems Aldi has a point too. Her father is now retired. Perhaps one way to get rid of loneliness is to climb a mountain.


Arini rarely went home to her parents. But the distance is not too far. Still in one city.


Arini was silent in place. He didn't budge for a few seconds.


"Why am I doing this with Papa? Now I only have Papa. My mother no longer exists. But I'm the same Papa. Forgive Rini, Pa," muttered Arini.


Arini then continued her steps. Soon he will take Leon and his children to his father's house.