REMEDIALLY
One Ramadan

“Barakallah, if there is already a contreng, time will jump to a time where you have to do the next mission, be prepared!” Shaka was happy, he just remembered that Mima was indeed a person who would only do things consciously, without coercion.

“I only prayed at dawn, this is his order to establish prayer five times.”

“You pray because you feel you are a Servant, that's the point, you have to take care of that feeling, and never leave praying under any circumstances.”

“I'm not as stable as that, what I already believe is the truth, it won't be easy I just leave it,” said Mima.

“Nah, eat it I love heavy with you, Ay,” tease Shaka, unfortunately Mima is not interested in replying to her words.

Tek Na came, brought duck rendang and potatoes, the woman was about 35 years old was neatly dressed and shawled, in addition to the smell of rendang, also smell of lime, pandan leaves, spices and various flowers.

“Alah breakfast kironyo, iko runang, angekan in Mima ntuak eat sahua mute, dih!” (Eh already breakfast yes, this is rendang, Mima please warm up for sahur meal tomorrow, yes.

“Sa sahur?” Mima is still confused, it feels like last night is the full moon peak of Rajab, why tomorrow is Ramadan?

“Iyo, you're not satisfied. Etek ka pai Malibo Anai, bathing balimau,” (Yes, tomorrow we have fasted, Etek wants to go to Malibo Anai, want to bathe balimau.)

Tek Na put down a bushel of dishes and left them, Mima was still stunned, was this the time jump Shaka meant?

Shaka checked his phone to see the date today.

“We are now on the 30th of Sya'ban, whereas last night was exactly the 15th of Rajab. Means the mission you have to finish next is fasting, we jump a few weeks, Alhamdulillah. ” Shaka is more enthusiastic than Mima.

Mima was glued to the paper, meaning he only needed to observe the fast and would jump again to the next time?

Wow, it turned out to be just that easy.

“You didn't join Tek Na bathe balimau?” tanya Shaka, bathing balimau is a hereditary culture, a kind of ritual self-purification performed by the Minangkabau community before the holy month of Ramadan.

Usually they will crowd clean themselves with limes (thin orange), spices and flowers, then stand in the stream.

Mima shook her head, “When grandma still has a grandmother also I never follow, eat it was Tek Na ngajakin,” said Mima.

“Grandmother already understood that this activity ..” Sentence Shaka hangs.

“This is just a cultural custom, anyways not about purifying themselves, they are also a place of friendship, sorry-sorry so before Ramadan,” protest Mima.

“Oh yes?” Shaka tests Mima's beliefs.

“Ya, even though the actualization is now spit out anyway,” said Mima honestly.

“Tuh you tau.”

“Aculturation of other religions in Minangkabau culture." Mima.

“If it is understood about the agreement of the Marapalam Hill Agreement, where all ancestral customs that are contrary to the teachings of Islam must be abolished,” said Shaka.

“Iya I know, the eating of children of MA in the forbidden follow-up, actually from the government there is also a ban, but the mass as much as it is unstoppable, times, the eating is still gradual and there is care, and there is a guard, at least not too far off.”

“No follow-up, but look if you do not believe, in coming to shower with his girlfriend,” Shaka criticizes.

“It is like that which is wrong, you know very well, often join balimau?” mima Goda.

“Yuk!” Mima seriously blinked one eye.

Shaka rubbed his face with a towel around his neck, downed the water and stood up.

“Astaghfirullah, take care of yourself, Ayumna!” before leaving the house.

Mima laughs on her desk, “Who started trying first? weird conductor base.” Mima was still laughing.

***

The sky of one bright Ramadan stretched, there was still a golden yellow veil even though the magrib had passed, thousands of nocturnal came out comrades, got up from their slumber, scattered on top of the big trees to start a livelihood.

Residents also flocked with the family to surau to perform the first tarawih prayer. The behavior and laughter of the boisterous little children with his friends.

Mima with her abaya and black shawl waiting for Shaka in the yard, mukena and prayer mats she was dumped into the arm.

“Lamonyo!” (so long) his scolding when he saw Shaka coming with his black cocoa.

“Hehe, let the handsome be max, Ay.”

Mima's eyeballs turned, several times Shaka was indeed very narcissistic, but what was it yesterday when he was angry? His gaze was like it was going to swallow Mima round and round.

They walked hand in hand to the mane, mingling with other residents, Mima still replied to messages on her phone while smiling indistinctly.

“Em, Shaka!” call sungkan.

Shaka.

“I went to pray with Dheo, Nothing, right?” Mima sets his tone so that Shaka does not get angry.

Shaka did not reply, only turned his head for a while and looked ahead.

“I will go to prayer, not want to go dating.” Mima looking for justification, “Dheo is really diligent prayer loh.”

“Sharia dating, so?” ketus Shaka, “Ya is up to you, Ay,” he added.

“You okay?”

“Where else? Hem, consider my soul mate again guarded people.”

From a distance of 20 meters, the typical sound of Dheo motorcycles was heard, Shaka shook his head. Shaka deliberately stopped to look at the boy's nose.

“Eh, Bro! Sorry inner birth, yes, tomorrow want to fast.” Dheo wearing long-sleeved white cocoa, she reached out to Shaka, inevitably Shaka welcomed her.

Mima immediately climbed into the rear bonfire, and did not dare to look into Shaka's eyes again.

“Well hunt!” his order pinched Dheo's waist.

“We first, yes. Assalamualaikum!” Dheo raised his palm while greeting Shaka.

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Shaka annoyed.