
"Yo deserves a kang.... Sampeyan loh. Like Unet but Ndak never went to his house and said the same to his parents. Yes, Unet is confused. Some of the first I have said do not be too dizzy about sustenance if you want to get married, especially the age is already puberty. In Islam, there is no such thing as courtship even if only letters." Rohim is clearly on Mukidi.
He had reminded his best friend not to worry letters heartbreak when it turns out fate said otherwise. They are not fools. What Rohim feared happened.
Mukidi also revealed her heart to Rohim.
"Well, I've heard from his father that he wants his son-in-law to be a successful person or a rich person. How dare I propose he's kang." Mukidi.
Rohim scratched his itchy neck. He stood up and patted his best friend on the shoulder.
"You should learn from this event. That you should at least have an identity."
"Well I nduwe (have) KTP tablets."
",That's not. I mean, you have a job. Yes what gardeners. What a sickleman, what a handyman nderes (rubber taps), what a trader. So the guy saw at least that there was an effort to make a living." Rohim clearly.
Mukidi turned her chair. So that he sat with his backrest position in front of his chest.
"Didn't you elope with wae kang to be blessed?"
"Husts. Ngaur. Ndak can kang. Our religion forbids that. Now it's better to waityan noto Urip than to cry over what wasn't a good-byean fate."
Mukidi put her chin on the wooden chair.
"Means I have to work.?"
"Yes, at least the sampeyan was seen people welcome gawe (work). If you work, you want to get married. Do not be afraid to eat, do not be afraid later what his wife is fed. It is called to humble God. Lah wong who gives sustenance is God not us. But yes, there has to be an effort. Ndakn't maybe until playing games can get money."
Mukidi. He who never worked. In the morning he will sleep, when he wakes up he will watch television and in the afternoon he will play ball. His night if he used to spend while playing gambling or drinking hard. Since close to Rohim. He will be in Rohim's place. Until the morning of the game Onet.
"That's just how kang. I'll take you to the fields tomorrow so you don't tell people."
"Hehehe... Kang.. Kang.... You are talking about people. Ndak will be finished. Those people will judge us, we are wrong yes in value. We are well judged. So just focus, life has to have a purpose." Rohim clearly.
"Opo I won't let you Mamak ku wae yo kang?" Tanya Mukidi hesitated.
"That's even Ajib Kang. Work can be, money can be, God can be."
Only Mukidi will continue playing the game, Rohim reminded his best friend.
"Well if you want to work. Now sampeyan is sleeping. It will be hard to wake up in the morning."
Mukidi put down the mouse that she had held earlier. He raised one finger.
"One time ne wae kang."
Rohim shook his head.
"Yes whatever. I'm not sleeping yet."
Rohim returned to his room. He slept on a bed that was just enough for him. In the morning when he woke up from his sleep at four in the morning. He saw Mukidi asleep on a mat in the front room of his residence which was only 2x3.
"Kang wakes up Kang. Want to pray lail ga?"
Mukidi also woke up. Only twice did Rohim pat his arm. Somehow for Mukidi he will wake up very quickly if the one who wakes up is Rohim. But if the mother wakes up, even though the cauldron is heaped near her ear. He will not open both his eyes.
Mukidi follows Rohim towards the mosque. They took ablution. When Rohim prays, recites the Qur'an and recites dhikr. Mukidi just sat with the final tasyahud position. He raised both his hands. He conveys his heart.
"Oh Allah, if I am not a match with Unet. Give me a beautiful woman and marry me. I will work from today, O God. Please my soul mate not in the love of others O Allah. Ask for a beautiful favor, God. And One can help me take care of my Mama Ya Allah."
Mukidi's prayer was so sincere in heart. He who cannot pray Arabic. So that only able to pray with his language and convey his heart to the owner of the world and its contents.
When the sun starts to rise. Rohim also prepared for the field. Mukidi asked Rohim for something.
"Whom I asked for his cigarette. Cook his mouth kang, later in the morning if you ask for money with Mak e obviously the lecture can reach the neighbors."
Rohim laughing. He went inside, picked up a pack of white cigarettes and there was a picture of guava.
"It's no special love for Sholeh's son."
"It turns out it was Kang. New intentions nyenengin heart Mak e. The recipe is like this."
"Lah Iyo. especially if the Sampeyan is really sincere about wong tuo. Kang yakin... OPO wae seng sampeyan wants Allah to make it easy. The old man is one of the doors of our sustenance. Our reward field. Blessing e took care of the old man was many kang, one of his opened the door of sustenance. Yes soul mate also sustenance after all kang for those who have not met his soul mate. Hehe..." Rohim's distinctive smile and laughter make Mukidi a spirit. His best friend was always able to provide a booster mood for him.
When he is wrong his best friend is not to blame but to show what he should do . But all this time it was Mukidi who was still hard-hearted. Either because of a broken heart or because of Mukidi's mother's prayers every day. Or the prayer of Rohim his best friend was given guidance in order to practice sharia. That morning it seemed so young that Rohim gave advice and was received by Mukidi's heart.
Mukidi is fast approaching Rohim. He whispered to his friend.
"Including Sholeh kang's wife?"
Rohim embraces Mukidi.
"Yes kang. The world and its contents belong to God. Don't just love until Sholehah's wife. It can change day to night only God can. The world is small, we are very small in the eyes of God. The important thing is that untilyan keeps trying to be Sholeh let his soul mate Sholehah too. Ask that same God Kang."
Mukidi also looks excited. He came home half-run. When he arrived in front of the house, he saw his mother was justifying the bicycle chain.
"Ono Opo mak?" Ask mukidi.
[What's the Mom?]
"Lah Emboh. [don't know]. It's a bike, the chain's about to be replaced maybe."
Mukidi sits on her Mak side.
"This is not true." Mukidi pulled the bike and repaired the bike chain of his late father's legacy.
But Bu Sri looked at her only son in disbelief. This is the first time his son wakes up in the morning and wants to help himself justify the bike.
"Wes finishes Mak. Wait a minute, Mom, I don't eat breakfast. Let's not screw Mak. I'm going to the farm this morning, Mak."
When Mukidi will enter the house. Bu Sri pulled Mukidi's hand.
"Your lak has a fever, Opo is a devil di?" tanya Bu Sri while holding Mukidi's forehead.
[You have a fever, or demonic possession?]
"OPO toh Mak's. Kerjo. Ora kerjo is wrong." Mukidi grumbled as she passed leaving Bu Sri in front of the house.
[What the hell Mak. Wrong work does not work wrong]
After breakfast. Mukidi hugged Bu Sri with a Jengki bicycle owned by his late Father. It has become a habit in society. When people change better. Then it is not just words that make a new person change is wrong behavior and even shame. But the gaze as if Mukidi is a strange person because early in the morning go to the field with Bu Sri. The man was piggybacking on his mother.
"Tumben Di? Opo Persambet?" Ask one of the residents who saw Mukidi who was a famous slacker leaving for the garden in the morning.
"Sambet Love....!" Mukidi answered with a laugh.
Madam Sri from behind asked seriously.
"Day de Den? Love Karo sopo?"
[Concidental Di? Love is the same Who?]
The mother-of-one thinks Mukidi is in love. Where does he want money from. Applying for girls people cost a lot.
Mukidi pulls Buk Sri's hand.
"Love Karo Ma e toh... Wes Mak trees and Saiki. I'll be a kerjo. Mak e ga need mumet. Sok tak golek i mantu seng ayu, seng gelem ngerumat Mak e."
Mukidi is still driving the bike while one hand holds the hand of Bu Sri.
Tears wet the cheeks of Bu Sri. He wept because of Mukidi's words, but also agreed what the only hope of his son.
"Aamiinu. I'm happy at it too. Even if you're just lying Mak e. But Mak e pray that you can get a wife that suits your expectations and really want to take care of Mak e tomorrow."
The mother and son went to the field with two different feelings. Bu Sri with the feeling of haru because the child wants to work. While Mukidi feels the spirit of wanting to prove to people that he can work and moreover he has a task to make his mother happy. Because Rohim says any business will be facilitated if it is his intention for parents.