
Rohim comes to Mukidi's residence with Laila. Arriving at Bu Sri's residence, Rohim knocks on Mukidi's bedroom door. But there's no answer. Rohim knocked on the door and called Mukidi by name.
"Tock... tock.... tok....."
"Kangs..... Kang...." Call Rohim slowly.
No answer, but the door was open. Mukidi opens the door but restores her body in the bed. He lay down in a prone position. Rohim went into Mukidi's room, he sat on a mat next to Mukidi's mattress. The room is not equipped with a bed. There was only a mattress and a mat as well as a small closet in the corner of the room.
"Why is this sample?" Ask Rohim to his best friend.
He and Laila are too busy to do the benefits until the rumors about Mukidi did not get married because in living away his future wife has spread to all corners of Sumber Sari. But Rohim and Laila had not heard the news. Mukidi is still on her stomach, she buried her head in her cotton pillow.
"Kangs.... " Rohim touched Mukidi's arm.
Mukidi did not answer nor did she change her position. Rohim asked his friend to speak
"The Love of the Apostle. How sleep is that." Rohim's voice was a little slow but quite firm. Rohim took out his cigarette and a wooden match from his pocket.
"Let's get up, smoke a cigarette." Take Rohim to Mukidi.
Rohim glanced at Mukidi while igniting his cigarette.
"Rasulullah it Ndak like loh kang sleeping position so. Sampeyan forgot what if a good sleeping position is to sleep with rest on the right side of the body by facing the face and the front of the body towards the qibla." Said Rohim still enjoying his cigarette and glanced towards Mukidi.
Mukidi looks to shift her body. He tilted his body towards Rohim or precisely facing to the right.
Mukidi who was sleeping with rest on the face (snoring).
"I do remember kang klo sleeping on his stomach is makruh and how the devil sleeps." Mukidi's speech that looks tangled. He sat down immediately.
He took a cigarette and brought it to life. He enjoyed the cigarette. Quite sour his mouth because some days he did not enjoy a cigarette because of a broken heart. Died by the lover of heart, a heart that hurts because of disappointment.
Also ashamed of everyone that he was a poor man. Died by a prospective wife when the wedding party just counts Sunday. Rohim still enjoys his cigarettes. He's still calm.
"What's wrong?" Ask Rohim.
Mukidi glanced at the half-opened door. He closed the door, then returned to his seat. He approached Rohim a little.
"Sampeyan pretended not to know or just wanted to entertain me?" Mukidi whispered a little.
Rohim turned to his friend.
"I don't know why. Your mother came home saying you didn't come out of the room from yesterday." Rohim.
Mukidi took her breath in.
"What problem is that? What makes you hurt? and who?" Ask Rohim who returned to revive one cigarette.
Mukidi tells Rohim what happened. He told her his heart while she was in tears. In fact, he told me he wanted to find the man who took his future wife. Not to go back to Maya but to beat up the man who had instigated shame in his family.
"It's not about money. But about the honor of Mak e and me as men. I feel like my self-worth is being trampled on. It hurts kang." Mukidi said as she repeatedly hit her chest.
Rohim also opened the window of Mukidi's room because the room felt stuffy. He sat back in his place. It turns a bottle of canned drink into an ashtray.
"Later there will be a bridge. Where will be a place to judge each other injustice among the believers in this world. This is precisely done by our fellow believers not infidels. For example I, it could be that Sampeyan considers me a pious, many merits. Not necessarily, when I was on that bridge and the many people I used to hurt in this world, I was slanderous, I talked behind their back, I said, all my worship charities in the world could collapse because they were taken by the people I wronged, whom I hurt, whom I gossiped about."
Rohim opened the coffee. He pulled his back against the wall. She broke her hair several times.
"Later on that bridge, we judge each other, for example, someone will say to us when we have hurt a believer he will ask for our reward. So the reward we want as much as anything in this world will collapse if many ask for justice because we often hurt them while in the world. So that's the model. The reward of the one who hurts is taken away, given to the one who is hurt." Clearly Rohim while enjoying his cigarette.
Mukidi is also seen hearing what Rohim explains to her.
"Including the kayaks, too, kang?" Ask Mukidi.
"Yes yes. Whosoever. That's why we actually deal with the name of a human. Easier with God. For it is clear that Allah is Forgiving. What if human? Sometimes there are those who want death scars still save the pain of people who have hurt him. Well that's gonna be the length of the messenger kang."
Mukidi was silent, she felt heartache for Maya and also the man who brought her future wife.
"Why am I so hard to find a soul mate?" Complain Mukidi.
"It's not difficult kang, but have not met and maybe the samaran is not the match of Sampeyan. Married women can get divorced. Thinking positively, maybe his soul mate should be ready again to be worthy of being a companion to Sampeyan's life." Rohim is clearly on Mukidi.
Mukidi rubbed her face a few times.
"Why would my proposal be accepted if he wanted to find a handsome one? it should have been rejected from the beginning. Still mending left married Unet, is this everyone must be gossiping me and Mak e because of this news." Mukidi said slowly.
"Life is not asking to be judged by others Kang. They're just creatures. It is sad and shameful to be low in God's eyes. Be assured that Allah has prepared a soul mate for the sakeyan. Now just do the duty of sampeyan, as his servant, as a child, as a social being. If the sampeyan shuts himself up like this, it makes the old man Sampeyan sad." Rohim also put out his cigarette which remained a little.
Mukidi pondered what Rohim said. He thought about what his mother said a few days after the application. Her mother talked to Laila in the kitchen while she was cooking for a lamara. But Mukidi heard clearly what the contents of his mother's heart.
"I kok Ndak sreg with candidate Mukidi Neng. Lah wong her clothes are sexy, keep her people beautiful so. Worry later Mukidi ga strong guidance or strong modalin his beautiful wife so. But I want to talk to Mukidi, I don't have to."
Laila at that time only advised Bu Sri to pray for the best for Mukidi. For every man's best plan, only God has the right to execute the result. Like Mukidi, so in love with the future wife, the future wife also likes Mukidi because it looks the patience side of Mukidi who can face her. But because Jodoh Mukidi is not Maya, then there is one scenario that God set for his servant.
His servant rests on every calamity until it becomes closer to his Lord, or even further away and blames the creator for every calamity that befalls him. Like what befell Mukidi, making the man who likes football prefer to surrender to the destiny of God for his life story. I'm not looking for Maya and that guy. He prefers to be patient and let God understand his heart when hurt by the creatures on this earth.
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