MY name is Naima
The silent night

In the room.....

Several times I yawned because I was sleepy, somehow tonight I have trouble sleeping. Several times I had to tilt my body left and right.

Drrr....

My phone's vibrating.

"Mother" I said, I immediately picked up my vibrating phone.

"Naima, how are you doing, son?" ask mommy.

"Okay mom, what about mom? Is mom healthy?" my spoken.

"Mother's healthy son" replied the mother briefly.

" Mom, when are you going home?" I am full of longing.

"Mother is still busy, son, yes it's fast to sleep. So a good kid over there " said Mom.

"Yes mom, take care of your health" I replied.

"Yes, get some sleep"

"Good ma'am"

"I miss you mom" I said, but mom hung up first

"Who's there!" now I say.

From behind the window there was a shadow.

The shadow broke through the window and approached me.

Slowly, the shadow became clearer.

He.he who always comes with a body shivering with cold. That poor little boy.

"Sister" the boy said as he looked at me with a look of sadness.

I took my blanket and covered the little boy

The little boy just fell down and was silent.

" You purposely entered into my dream to ask me for help?"

The boy nodded his head

"Your name is Agus?"

The boy nodded his head.

I don't know why my heart felt so sad and without me knowing it I hugged the little boy.

"Sister, I know you can help me and only you can do it" he said

"Sister, don't know where to start? but brother will try to do it "I said.

The little boy looked at me and smiled, I held the little boy's hand and took off my arms.

"Cold" I murmured in my heart.

"Oh my God, this child is shivering in the cold" I said in my heart

"Aren't you sad to see how I'm doing? Brother do not cry or grieve, maybe this is destiny, I was born in the world to experience this all" said the child.

"This is because of the cruelty of a man who has no heart. A man who can hurt a child, a child who knows nothing, a child who is the victim of the mistakes of his parents, a child who only becomes a tool for the benefit of irresponsible humans. Oh God, isn't every life precious, why seek profit and sacrifice the lives of innocent people, why?" say me in my heart

I hugged the little boy back, my tears unstoppable. I am unable to express my feelings. All flavors mixed.

Silence.and silence....

I don't know what to say when I see Agus' condition.

"Where do you live?" my many.

"Sister, I forgot.I only know the direction to my house "

"You must lead me to go there" I said.

Agus smiled and then disappeared

"Okay, I'll keep my promise to help you soon. Doing everything to my ability" I said.

I just fell silent

"Because of the child's spirit?" olla asked with a probing eye.

"I know everything big sister" Olla said

"Yes Olla, I'm sad to see that boy. Little boy" I said and then my words stopped.

"You know Naima, I'm also sad.His life story is not much different from my life story. I also had to lose my life in a sad way" Olla said

"Olla..."

"Yes Naima, me and her have a similar life story, I ran away from home because I could not stand the torment of my stepmother. Because I was very small at the time. I'm only 5 years old. I don't know how to survive out there. I just walked in my footsteps in pain. It rained hard, I took shelter under the tree, and there I breathed my last."

"Olla.I remember all Olla, we met under a tree..."

"Yes sister, it was in the tree that I stayed because it was the place where I breathed my last" Olla replied, her eyes glazed over.

"Why does the boy want his brother to see his parents? What's brother for? Will not all change anything or fix what has happened. Even though sister met her parents, it also won't bring her back to life" Olla said

I just fell silent

"Say brother, why does he want you to see his parents? What's brother for? " ask Olla

I let out a short breath

"Olla, Agus wants his parents to know that Agus is dead, he is gone from this world. Agus wants both his parents to turn into good people, he just wants his parents to be good people. That's all.."

"Can they change? Can it be Naima?" olla asked, trying to be sure.

"Until this moment, I have never met my parents, not even in my dreams do I want to come to them, brother, while I live my father only cares about his new wife. He won't listen to me brother, even dad doesn't believe my words. Death may be the best way God has given me to deliver me from that torment" Olla replied sadly

I hugged the body of little Olla.

"Olla, please explain what happened in the past, forgive them. Now that you're with me, I love you "I said

"Sir Naima, one day I will definitely go back there brother, a place called immortality and you must be alone here" said Olla.

" I know and I will always pray for you to be calm there Olla, to be in the best and happy place by His side. Return to the Creator with a smile" I said

"Sister, will someone be able to change? " ask Olla

I nodded my head.

"Why can a good person be so mean and cruel ? Can a bad person turn into a good person? " ask Olla

I looked at Olla and stroked her hair.

" Certainly Olla, a good man can be cruel and evil, because he too follows his passions, anger, resentment, envy, spite seeped into his heart. Let the shetan rule in him so that man may be more cruel, for his heart has been blinded. She did not listen to the whispers of her little heart whispering about kindness" I said

"A bad man can be good, for he is willing to follow his little heart, to follow his conscience which leads him into good"

Olla was silent

"But ..."

"What?"

"Life is a choice, good or bad is a life choice. Because whatever we do, there's a responsibility."

"The law of nature is written, for there must be a consequence"

I saw Olla crying

"Olla wipe your tears.don't cry"

Olla just looked at me with tears streaming down, then disappeared from before me

"Olla ..forgive me...Olla's..."

However, Olla did not appear before me.

I got up and sat on my bed.

"Maybe Olla wants to be alone" I said in my heart

I was just pensive, staring at everything. Look at all the stories that have happened. One by one the memories of the past appeared in my head. Like watching a movie, all the memories are clear. There are too many stories that I have been through and I have met. One word I understand, that we will never be able to turn back time. The past will be a memory and a lesson in life

"To be continue.follow my story yes"