Love Johanna
Section 6
...LOVE JOHANNA...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 6...
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This morning after eating out of the breakfast menu, Hanna rushed to complete her daily activities as usual, namely washing some pieces of clothes belonging to neighbors next door rented. For a while only that can be done for the sake of finding and getting extra money, to meet some of the needs of everyday life. The result is not too big, but it is still better than having to continue to hope for help from Ravi or the gift of his mother Ilham, as before.
Grateful for living this new life, Hanna was surrounded by good people. They joyfully extend out a variety of help, from food, clothing, to finance. Of course from all parties involved, it was Ravi who held the highest role for him so far. Whether by chance or not, but the girl believes that whatever has been and/or will happen, has become the decree of the Almighty. Including with the initial story it begins ....
Towards the night of that time, Hanna decided to leave the house, after getting a great wrath from her beloved father. After some time –try— hide a new identity from the family, finally at a weekend, Andrew —adik Hanna— men caught the girl was performing Isya prayer.
“Ma! Pa!” Andrew's voice rang out to his parents from inside Hanna's room. “Ke here fast!”
The girl's heart pounded hard and began to imagine what would happen in a moment. But he still tried to maintain his ritual until it was completed to the fourth rakaat later.
“What's up, Ndrew?” ask your mom and dad together. Their steps sounded so fast, snapping at every footing on the ceramic floor in the central room.
“See that Brother Hanna, Ma-Pa!” andrew exclaimed loudly, echoing filled the room space.
“Gosh! Hanna?!” the mother shouted in panic and immediately hunted followed by her husband. “What are you doing here, Hanna?”
“Hanna!” The voice of the Papa also jerked the entire chest, but Hanna still focused on performing prayer. At that time, you can just wait and wait for what happens next. “You're praying again? What kind of prayer are you doing, Hanna?” The old man pulled the cloth of his daughter's face violently until it almost caused the girl to go limp, fall.
“Do not, Pa! Hold first!” mama Hanna tried to prevent her husband's actions.
“This can't be left, Ma! This is already too much!”
“I beg you, Pa, let Hanna finish it first.”
“But our son is again asking how to pray Is—“ people
“Iya, Pa, I also know,” Mama Hanna said quickly and still trying to block her husband's intention to pull back Hanna's cloth. “We wait until Hanna finishes her. I beg you, Pa. I beg.”
Amidst the debate between the parents, Hanna remained unmoved from her series of sacred rituals. With the body shaking violently and sobs that began to decorate the recitation of the prayer, slowly he was finally able to complete the prayer Isha.
“Ma ... Pa....” call Hanna Iirih full of fear while turning to her mom and dad.
“You!” exclaimed the old man, looking at Hanna with all the anger that was there, while pointing the index finger. “What have you done, Hanna?”
Tukas Papa Hanna quickly while approaching her only daughter, “Since when did you switch to being like this, huh?!”
“Sabar, B. We can talk carefully, ‘kan?” timpal Mama Hanna mediates. While Andrew just watched from the doorway of the room with the look of his eyes covered with shock. It was as if he could not believe what he had just witnessed.
The old man's eyes even glared back, glaring at his wife full of anger. The impact then, “What else is there to talk about in a good way, Ma? Look at our daughter's behavior! He has dared to fight us and betray our Lord! That's what you mean by that, huh?”
“Iya, be patient, Pa,” said his wife is still trying to calm down. “We asked Hanna first. Who knows what he's doing, doesn't match what we thinkin.” She stroked her husband's arm gently. “Did not our Lord also teach to be merciful toward others? Moreover this .. same child himself. Still remember ‘kan, letter of Matthew verse 5:7 discussed by the Pastor last week, Pa?”
The man took a deep breath, then slowly his two eyes dimmed. “So what will Mama do now with her? Obviously our child has deviated from the religious teachings of our Lord. Lord Jesus! Look ... what he did! That's how to pray Muslims, ‘kan?”
Mama Hanna turned to the direction where her daughter was sitting on the prayer mat, still wearing a mukena suit in all white. “Let me talk to him, Pa,” said the old woman slowly and softly. “Papa and also ... you, Ndrew,” he added back to the second child, Andrew, who was standing at the doorway of the room, “just wait in the living room, yes.”
The old man's eyes turned fiercely towards Hanna. After a loud snort, he turned his body outside the room, followed by Andrew. “Hallelujah .. May the Lord Jesus forgive us,” his murmur sounds sad.
After the death of her husband and second son, the old woman closed the door slowly. Then approached the figure of Hanna who was still sitting on the prayer mat. A little sobbing of the girl was so approached.
“Johanna ...” call Mama Hanna soft. He touched his daughter's shoulder, then stroked slowly. “Truly you've—“
“Maaa ..” Suddenly Hanna turned around and hugged her mother while sobbing. “Sorry Hanna, Ma.”
The old woman clutched tightly to her daughter's body full of affection, then said softly, “Please yourself first, Nak.” He rubbed Hanna's face wrapped in mucus. “Talk honestly to Mama now. Have you really changed your faith, son?”
Hanna did not answer until her sobs began to subside. Patiently, awaited by the mother without the slightest coercion to be revealed immediately.
Said the girl moments later, “Ma ...”
“Hhmmm?”
“H-hanna ... H-hanna ..”.
“Speak, Nak.”
“Hiks ...” Hanna sobs back. “H-hanna ... do wrong yes, Ma?”
“Wrong? You think?” ask the old woman to fish. Honestly, deep down, she felt such great disappointment towards Hanna. What was seen earlier, was sufficient self-confidence that the girl had indeed changed. But as a mother, the soul of her affection surpasses anything else.
...SERIATE...