Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
dead feet and hearts

In front of the rented door, Aida was pensive. Staring at the little children who were running around while dribbling the ball to and fro. Sometimes his smile flinched when he saw one of the children fall down and laughed.

'Happily, if only my feet were not troubled, maybe I wouldn't be this good.' Aida's inner heart was shedding tears.

Before long a food courier who came every day as many as three times it arrived.

"Excuse me mbak, I'm a messenger ojol food sending food from mbak Rahma to mbak Aida" he said.

"Thank you" replied Aida. He also received the food. And the courier left. Aida breathed.

"I'm like a beggar, hahaha." Aida chuckles miris. He also retreated his chair intending to enter.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Exclaimed a middle-aged woman.

"Halaikumsalam" replied Aida.

"Sorry that I have bad luck" said Tuminah who asked Irsyad to take care of Aida and take care of her since she left the hospital.

"Yes that's okay mom." replied Aida, it feels so, lately Tuminah's mother is often late to come sometimes she only comes during the day, even yesterday she just arrived at two noon, and sometimes she just arrived at noon, maybe because Aida who does not talk much about what else reprimands him, while Aida never even told Irsyad and Rahma about her work that is not optimal.

"Mbak Aida, sorry yes, maybe today I last took care of my mother, because I have to take care of my grandchildren, because last night my son just gave birth" she said.

"Is that so?" said Aida who was a little sad, because if no one helped her, who would wash her clothes and help her do other activities because she was not used to doing her own job.

"I'm so sorry, Mbak Aida, can you please say this is the same in his Ustadz? You see I tried to contact him, but his mas ustadz number is not active" he said.

"Bu Tum, I don't have to say it to mass Irsyad or mbak Rahma yes, if Tum's mother can no longer help me, let me just say it yes" said Aida subtly.

"Is this really mbak? I'm so sorry, but actually I feel sorry for Aida just being alone like this. But how else."

Aida smiled wryly. "It's okay mom Tum, I've started to be able to do my own activities" he said.

"Then I want to wash clothes mbak Aida first yes." said Bu Tum, Aida nodded.

"Emmm ma'am has eaten?" ask Aida.

"Mbak. I had already eaten, so Aida ate alone, would I like to get a plate?" said Bu Tum.

After all Tum's work was done, he said goodbye to Aida and said that the afternoon would come again to take the dry clothes.

While Aida just nodded and looked at the body of Tum maam who was waltzing away.

"How's this? If Tuminah ma'am isn't here tomorrow? Can I do my own laundry?" mummified Aida. There is no way he asked Irsyad and Rahma to find a new manager, with all this he actually felt very bad.

At this moment Aida felt her body feel sticky. He wanted to take a bath, while Tum was home, he closed the door and locked it.

as usual, Aida will slowly descend from her chair, then drag her own body into the bathroom that is not spacious it can even be said to be very small, and the bathroom floor was so ceramic that Aida wasn't too disgusted to sit on the tile floor, slowly taking off her clothes in the bathroom and starting to turn the water tap which was not too high, and the water reservoir was just an ordinary bucket was not a bathtub, so Aida could still grab it.

Aida's body began to get wet from the water, she cried in the bathroom as hiccupping, lamenting her truly heartbreaking fate, she never imagined she would live like this.

It was also that made Aida could not stand his life now, if only he was not a kara, he said, at least there are still parents maybe his heart will feel better not as broken as it is today.

After bathing Aida dragged her body out again, she grabbed the towel that was lying in front of the bathroom door so as not to get wet and wear it.

After drying her body and wearing clothes, Aida sat on the not-so-high bed.

With a blank look he combed his long, wet hair. 'It's noon, Irsyad has not come, even Rahma did not send a message at all.' Aida stopped her activities.

"Miris, I should know, Irsyad can't be serious about his words, and Mbak Rahma must be very angry at me right now." Aida bowed.

"I don't want to be like this, I really don't want to be like this... Hiks.." Aida's body trembled, she cried again.

As she heard the sound of rain outside, Aida was aghast. "My clothes?" As a result of the rush, he actually fell from his bed Aida had grimaced at a glance because he felt sick and now even he had difficulty getting on top of his wheelchair.

There's no time left, the rain's getting heavier, and Bu Tum hasn't come back yet. He dragged his body out and tried hard to unlock his house.

"My clothes will get all wet." Whiney Aida is in trouble. "Why is it so hard?" Trouble hands it grabbed him and and opened it quickly, but unfortunately now he was too late, his clothes were wet all drenched in rain. Although actually the clothes are still a little wet, but just sliced when seeing the clothes must be flushed rain.

"Aaarrrhhhh all because of my legs, you really are useless... Let's stand stupid! Stand up!" Aida sobbed, she continued pounding her numb feet, her eyes staring back at her clothes.

"Why should this be? Mas Irsyad hiks, come here please Aida, I don't want to be like this." Aida's cry felt tightness in her chest as she stared at her clothes.

Her overcrowded heart really hoped that Irsyad would come to her aid.