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11. SAID MR. MUJI

I looked around. The dawn prayer congregation was just a little. Two shafpuns are not full. Deserve his father Randi once advised us, to wake up at dawn. Then join the morning prayer in the mosque around our house. His father said Randi, so that we would join the mosque. Unfortunately, the mosque is large, but the worshipers pray a little. Especially the dawn prayer. Though his father said Randi, there is a description that explains that the prayer of two rakaat before dawn is better than the world and its contents. If we pray at dawn in the mosque, we will be eager to perform the two rakaat circumcision before dawn. Because other people do the same. So it's like encouraging each other that way. But yes, it is hard to wake up at dawn. Me and Randi, just this time joined the morning prayer congregation. That's because we are ashamed of Kang Ahmad. We stayed here, but we didn't pray together. Be ashamed.

Finished the congregational prayer, as we promised, we helped Mr. Marbot mop up the mosque. There is a pleasure that I feel, when this body is quite sweaty, rub there, rub here. I try not to complain. Randi also saw me safe, there were no complaints. I think Randi and I just mopped the mosque this once. It only helps as much as it can. Most of the work, Mr. Marbot did. So Mr. Marbot must be cape. The more cape Mr. Marbot looks so eager to carry out his work. We have to complain. Besides being shy, it's not funny either. We agreed ourselves to be ready to help. So we have to carry out our promises with a sense of responsibility.

The task of helping to clean the mosque was completed. I saw the day was bright enough. Randi and I asked Kang Ahmad for permission to clean up in the bathroom of the mosque.

"Go straight to campus. Sometimes, if you come here again, stop here again.even if the DKM later is no longer good, nothing. Just tell me that you were here last night."

"Yes, Kang. Please pray, Kang. We'll go straight away."

"Yes, hopefully easy and smooth everything yes. Yes, the door will be closed. This chamber door was never locked, just shut."

"Yes, Kang. Thank you, Kang." Kang Ahmad pamit's. We then rushed to the bathroom.

Now we're ready. The body is clean, fresh. Our backpack is ready.

"Wil, dhuha prayer first ga?" Randi reminded. Staying in a mosque is amazing. Activities inside and outside the mosque, always remind for good things. At this time we see, a lot of people who perform dhuha prayers. It could be that they are students who do make the mosque as the best place, to fill the gap time between lectures. With this incredible view, A Randi alone, who usually cuek the issue of circumcision prayer, this time even he reminded me.

"Yes dong, Ran. While praying yes, may our next business be smooth." We perform two rakaat dhuha prayers. Then start the journey today. Towards the rented house of Mr. Muji.

Sometimes I feel funny myself. In the adventures of these few days, we turned into a great adventurer. Great version of us of course. The evidence, as it is today. Yesterday we went to Mr. Muji's house guided by Amang. There are a lot of turns that we have been through. Now, although not guided by Amang, we do not need to ask questions anymore. Our route just happened.

The door of Mr. Muji's rented house is now in front of us. I sighed for a moment, before a hand moved knocking on the door.

Before my hand touched the door, the door opened. Of course me and Randi were a little surprised.

"Well, here's what I've been waiting for. Sir, the guest's coming."Ani Tea stood at the door. Smiling greeted us, then shouting for Mr. Muji.

I'm panicking. It does not feel ready to meet Mr. Muji at this time. I thought that between the door and the door being opened there would be time for me to ease the dag dig dug in my heart. This is totally unexpected.

"Yes, Mom. A moment." Someone answered from within. I looked at Randi. Randi hinted at something, which was the same as I thought. It felt like we knew this voice, a bit faint.

"Let's go in, brother. Just wait for him inside." Ani's tea let us in. I have not been able to ease my heart palpitation when I arrived at the small living room of Ani Tea's rented house. Not yet we sat down, someone came from the kitchen.

"Loh, loh. Why be silent?" Ani's tea couldn't hide her astonishment.

"Come on all the seats, sorry yeah, the seats are ugly." Like robots, we obey the orders of Teh Ani. Still with silence.

"I'm Muji. My brother wants to see me? Who are these sisters, and what are there needs?" Mr. marbot looks curious. I can't open my voice yet. There is doubt in this heart. I thought, enough already Mr. Marbot knows us like a meeting in a mosque. If I tell you the truth, I'm worried about interfering with the good that up to this point has been established between me and Mr. Marbot.

"I'm Randi, sir. And this is Wildan, Ayesha's mother's son." Without guessing Randi opened her voice, immediately opened my identity. I regret Randi's words, but I can't blame Randi completely either. Look at the consequences of Randi. Mr. Marbot's eyes widened. His lips trembled, Mr. Marbot approached me. I spontaneously stood up. Mr. Marbot is in front of me right now. Holding my shoulders, hugging me tightly, very tightly. Mr. marbot is crying.

"Allahu Akbar, this is Aisha's son, is this Ayesha's son?" Mr. Marbot let go of his embrace, looking at me with his wet eyes. Hugged me back, so tightly. Until I felt his chest shake, his breath gasping, his crying still did not subside.

"I'm sorry, son. Forgive me, father." Mr. Marbot whispered that in my ear. Without me knowing my eyes were wet too. I remember my mother. 'Forgive me, Mom. I'm now being hugged by the man who always hurt mom.'

"Already, already. Come sit. Drink son. Drink first. Come, Sir. It's drunk first." Ani tea tried to neutralize the atmosphere, with a slight stammer. The marbot let go of his embrace, then sat down next to Ani Tea.

"Where is your mother now? Say sorry, son."

"Mother is dead, sir." This time I answered Mr. Marbot's question directly. I'm sure by now, my hatred for her is gone.

"Yes Allah. Innalillaahi wainna ilaihi rooji.

I'm sorry, Aisyah. Forgive me, son. You are strong."

"God willing, sir. Pray that I will continue, sir." Mr. marbot is nagging.

"I used to be mean, hurt your mother constantly. Just because I want to have children, I wasted your mother's kindness." Me and Randi were quiet. Focus on listening to Mr. Marbot's words.

"Today, I still have no children. So it wasn't your mother who was wrong, because she couldn't give me offspring. I was wrong. I'm the barren one." Mr. marbot's down. Wiping the corner of his eye. Ani's tea rubbed Mr. Marbot's shoulder. It seemed like Teh Ani also knew everything.

"Your mother's a good man, son. Exceptionally well. Aisha even willingly took care of and raised you, even though you were not born from her womb." Lightning like a thunderbolt hit me. Randi and I were surprised instead of playing, hearing the words of Mr. Marbot. Randi looked at me. I'm afraid, I don't know what to say.