MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 26: TRYING OUT

As Nora said. Syma was immediately taken by several police to be questioned. Without any resistance, Syma just resigned with all that.

'Hasbunallah Wanikmal Vice President Maula Wanikman Nasir. (Enough Allah be our helper, and ALLAH is our best protector)'

Syma could only say that dhikr in her heart. Following the steps of the police officer who took him into custody.

All sorts of thoughts were raging in his mind. One of them is Zea...

Syma was worried about her son. Zea, who was very small, had no one but her. That is why Zea entered the prison. Syma hugged her daughter tightly.

"Nda...

Ze doesn't like it here. Ze fear... Let's just go home yuk," the words that came out of Zea's little mouth made Syma feel so sliced.

"The patient Ze, baby. We're just here for a minute. Ze better pray to God, so we can get out quickly. The prayer of the son of Sholehah will be answered by Allah,"

Little nodded in agreement with his mother's advice. Slowly but surely, Syma laid Zea's body on her lap. Sending her little daughter to sleep in her dreams. And when she wakes up, Syma hopes they'll be out of there soon.

Syma was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't realize there was anyone else in there. Who looked at him in wonder.

"Why are you here?" asked the woman who made Syma immediately look at him.

"I'm being slandered."

The woman chuckled at hearing that. "That's because you're too weak. And stupid. "he said with a scornful look.

Syma ignored him. But the woman seemed to approach him slowly. And stopped right in front of the sleeping Zea.

Slowly his hand wanted to touch Zea, but Syma immediately brushed it off.

"Don't touch my son !!" Syma spoke sharp and cold. But again the woman chuckled.

"He won't be comfortable here. You better get someone else to take him. In fact... He could die if he's in this prison too long."

Syma was shocked to hold him. "What do you mean?"

"Only the strongest can survive. You will see how terrible this prison is" said the woman back to her place in the corner of the room.

It makes Syma worse. Thinking about the fate of his son.

Suddenly an alarm sounded. Not too loud but they can hear clearly. Syma who did not understand what the sign was, immediately looked at the woman as if she was asking what happened.

"Food is coming soon,"

As he says. Suddenly from the ceiling the cell was wide open. And displayed a large table that slowly descended towards them. The table had a lot of food.

But what makes Syma wonder, why the food looks so messy. The rice and the dishes were scattered everywhere. Anyone who sees it will think twice about eating it.

But for the prison dwellers, they had no choice but to eat them instead of starving to death.

"Why is it like this?" syma looked at him in wonder.

"We only have five minutes to eat. If you don't eat now then you'll be starving until noon tomorrow" said the woman greedily eating the food that appears to be the rest of the other person.

Syma herself is still unsure. But if he refused, Zea would starve. He might be able to resist hunger but not with Zea.

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ خَيْرُ الْأَسْمَاءِ لِلَّهِ فِي الْأَرْضِ وَفِي السَّمَاءِ لَا يَضُرُّ مَعَ اسْمِهِ دَاءٌ، اللَّهُمَّ اجْعَلْ فِيهِ بَرَكَةً وَعَافِيَةً وَشِفَاءً

Bismillaahi khoirul asmaa-i lilaahi fil ardhi wa fis samaa-i laa yadhurru ma’asmihii da-un. Allohummaj’al fiihi barokatan wa ‘afiyatan wa syifaa-an.

"In the name of Allah, the best of names to Allah on earth and in the heavens, do not harm with His name any sickness. O Allah make him a blessing and a healing."

Syma said the prayer, before feeding the food to her son.

Unlike the woman, Syma herself ate with adab and also not excessive. The food he touched was not arbitrary so that others who enjoyed it were not exposed to dirt from his hands.

When you are done and feel full. Syma looked at the astonished woman who was still greedily scooping the food into her mouth.

"Why do you eat like that? Someone else will eat from the rest of your hands. You're spoiling this food. And don't overdo it in filling your stomach, think of others who also want to enjoy this food.... "

The woman stopped her action. Staring at Syma with an indecipherable look.

Meal time was up, suddenly the floor under the table was open. Then the table went downstairs so that the other prisoners would enjoy the meal.

Then without warning the woman threw Syma with the bone there.

"You don't know how bad this prison is."

"You are as bad as we are. At least think of others who have the same fate. Don't just think about your own stomach" Syma said no less sharply.

"Stupid!

No one thinks like you. They only think about themselves. Especially the prisoners on the top floor. They would eat with all their heart without thinking about the people downstairs."

"For that don't be like them. If you also follow along then forever this prison will be terrible. There will be no change. And those who are on the bottom floor will starve because of your greed !!" syma said with her way of thinking.

"You can't change it because from time to time it is what it is. That's why I told you to keep your son out of this prison. Because if you were moved to the bottom floor. Your son will not feel his pain." This time the woman's voice softened. Trying to remember how difficult he was when he was on the bottom floor. Never mind to eat, even the plate is empty. Not even one grain of rice remained.

"Then from now on we must change it. We have to make the people downstairs we have to eat with the right adab. Not excessive and also maintain cleanliness. That way, no one will go hungry anymore."

"I'm not sure it'll work. The prisoners here are brutal and cruel. They even intentionally spit on food after enjoying it. I'm not sure they'll listen to you" he said bitterly.

"And from that we should try it. And anyway they have to want to" said Syma firmly.

Although a little doubt.

The woman finally nodded in agreement with Syma's plan. Wish people would listen to it so that there would be no more prisoners starving from the greed of the people upstairs.

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