Istikharah Unites Us
The sustenance that God gives

After Mother has enough money to open a small business at home, Alhamdulillah Mother no longer need to tired of working on rice fields and washing clothes neighbors. Moms sell snacks to kitchen needs such as vegetables etc. The turnover of sales is not much, but thank God our kitchen needs can also be fulfilled.

Mea and I didn't work outside, so we could both take turns guarding the stall with Mom. The days we spent together at home.

"Sister, it's Sunday night, brother coming home, brother?" ask me to Mea.

"So don't know, he hasn't said anything" she replied.

"Bang Rafli is not handsome, Brother why do you like it?" I asked while grinning the horse.

"Hush, the important thing is that he is good with Big Brother and respectful to Mom" she replied as she looked at me.

"Sister just met him one Sunday, Brother is sure to marry him immediately?"

"In the way Allah is sure. Besides not good for a long time, later in the seduction set*n to do bad."

"Example?" manya curious.

"For example, it often comes out together, often touch when it is not halal and more. You know better, brother. You've been in a boarding school for 6 years. Surely your knowledge of Religion is better than Brother."

"Yes anyway. But Brother isn't afraid of choosing the wrong kind of mother? Dad used to know the same Mother has been up to 3 years, initially Dad was good but after marrying Father's attitude to Mom changed drastically."

"Wallahu 'Nature, Sister. Not all men are the same" he said with a sigh. I just want to say something about Brother Mea.

"Oh, buy." said a little boy from the kiosk.

"Someone wants to buy, Brother see first yes, Dik." said Kak Mea to me and then moved from his seat.

"Yes, Brother." I said, nodding my head.

I also went from my ribaan to the kitchen to wash dishes. It was late in the afternoon and I was still relaxing without doing anything. The dishes have not been washed, the clothes have not been lifted and have not been folded. In a moment, Mea will definitely want to cook, even if there will be dirty dishes again but at least not more than this.

I picked up the bucket containing the dirty dishes and carried it into the bathroom.

"Sister, what are you doing?" ask Mother.

"Yes, I want to wudhu' for a while, yes, I have not prayed Ashar" he replied.

"Owh yes, ma'am." I said and walked out of the bathroom.

While waiting for Mom to come out of the bathroom, I played my phone. Browse the virtual world, open Facebook and Instagram. I see my friends are married and already have children. As for me to find a partner, there is no intention, "I am still 21 years old, still young" I said in self-defense.

After I finished ablution', I went into the bathroom and finished my job to wash the dirty dishes. Then continue covering the clothes.

While covering the clothes, suddenly came to my mind about marriage, a happy household, a Husband and Wife couple who understood and loved each other. Ah, everything feels beautiful if only in wishful thinking. What if after I get married I get treated badly by my Husband and In-laws? What if later they only consider me as a woman and only considered a maid, not considered a wife that should be loved and loved, nor is it considered a child that should be loved by a Mother even if she is only a Mother-in-law. Those negative thoughts always come every time I think about marriage.

Soon I finished my work covering the clothes and putting them in the closet. Instead of my own fear in the room and dilemma, I better approach Kak Mea who is cooking in the kitchen.

"Is there anything you can help, brother?" ask Mea when I get in the kitchen.

"Nothing, Sister. Just waiting for the eyes." he replied casually as he stirred the cauldron.

"Yes already, Brother just watch TV." I said.

I saw Mom sitting at the kiosk table, probably counting today's income and keeping track of all the merchandise that was gone. Every time there is an item that runs out, you will immediately record it so as not to forget and immediately go shopping to wholesale after the money is enough.

I turned on the TV and watched an Indian movie. I love watching Indian movies even though most Indian movies are now connected like soap operas.

It didn't feel like Maghrib's time, I immediately went to the bathroom for ablution'. I stretched out my prayer rug and recited while waiting for the Adhan. When the Adhan reverberated, I kept silent for a moment and performed the Prayer after the Adhan was finished being proclaimed. After I finished praying I opened the Qur'an and read it a few pages.

After that I came out of the room to see Mom at the stall. Usually we will take turns praying because there must be someone guarding the stall.

"Mom, have you prayed?" ask me Mom.

"Blum, Mother. Sister keep the kiosk, I want to pray."

"Good, Mom." Answer me while nodding my head. Then she went into the house and left me.

If it is late in the evening the stall will be quiet buyers, but still there must be someone to guard it later if anyone comes can be served directly without having to wait for a long time what else to call us.