
Since childhood I feel my parents pay attention to my brother than I do, no matter he is wrong or right they will always defend him, until one day there is a fight I have to give up, I started doing everything I could to get their attention. The way I choose is to work hard at school to be like everyone else.
"Well...?" not answering.
"Well...?" still not answering, I was getting upset.
"Well, if you keep going like this how can we have money?" ask Mom in a high tone. I just kept quiet and didn't respond to Mom's anger.
"You see the shawl? Why can't you afford school, Dad you rarely do business, where can you pay for school?" slamming kitchen stuff because it is too emotional.
That morning, my mother did not stop being angry until all my mistakes in the mass were lifted until late at night were still angry and as if what was in this world was my fault until it came my brother went home to play.
That night we ate together sitting at a table and looking at each other but not at Dad's because Dad was still angry.
"Have you eaten?" mother asked affectionately while providing food for Kak Rangga because Kak Rangga is his favorite child.
"Not yet, Ma,"
"Loh! How not yet, what do you want to eat?"
"Just like a chicken, ma'am." said Kak Rangga because Kak Rangga can not eat other than chicken and eggs.
"Ready Boss!" said Mom promised it.
Bueks... Bueks... Bueks...
The sound of an owl on a quiet night and a lonely heart. Then I went out of the house and looked at the stars and thought about it. Will I ever see him again, O God, what is this feeling is this can be called adultery of the heart? ahhh I don't know.
"You're beautiful." in my shadow, I kept imagining what she said a long time ago.
"Meong.. meow... meow.." That night I was approached by a beautiful cat and I stroked him.
"Hay beautiful cat?"
"Meow..meow.." ah I don't know what this cat said but for sure he answered my words.
"Cat, do you have a name?" The cat snores my legs.
"Well, I'll give you a name and from tonight on you I'll call you Cute yes, Cute because you're a cute and cute cat.
"Imut.. I go in first yes, I'm sleepy to bobo, now you go home first tomorrow you can come again here!" then I went in and lay on the bed thinking about it again.
"She's!"
"Vice!"
"Yusuf, where are you going?"
"There," smiling and looking at me.
"But Joseph, I miss you so much I think of you every day" I replied in a happy tone.
"Forget me Raisa! I don't love you anymore, you have to open a new page with someone else!" Joseph answered while leaving my house.
"But Joseph!" I screamed to his name.
" Yusuf!"
"Yusuf, don't leave me Joseph!"
I also woke up from my sleep.
"Hah.. hah..hah.." sweat poured out.
That night after the Tahazud Prayer I poured out this heart to God.
"Oh Allah what is this? Why can't I forget it?" crying and then prostrating and praying again.
"Oh Allah, if he is my soul mate please meet again the servant with him and if he is not my soul mate please erase him in my mind and focus me in studying, knowledge, give me the best servant whom You think is God,"
I had to tell Delia this dream because Delia was a very loyal listener. From the moment I met Joseph, until I parted with him he always listened to my outpouring and gave me a thousand solutions.
"Hello..."
"Yes hello..." Delia woke up from her sleep and answered my phone.
"Who's this...?" looks like Delia didn't see who called her.
"It's me Caca, why is Del you still sleeping huh? Build Del! I'm gonna confide in this..."
"Your habit ah calling nights can't be tomorrow-tomorrow?"
"This Del is about Joseph."
"What! Yusuf...?" Delia was startled and immediately woke up as if Delia was interested in my curses.
"Continue! Keep going!" delia was curious to hear his explanation.
"I should have dreamed of it,"
I kept telling Delia the events in my dream.
"Where, Del?"
"Where is it, Ca?"
"Well, do I mean, should I forget Joseph who has taken possession of my heart?" I said to ask Delia for advice.
"if I think you are, then you must forget about Joseph! Yes because you are beautiful, well, Solihah you must start opening your heart to others!" delia told me.
"Listen to me Ca! Now you focus on your learning! Don't think too much about what's yours when you get sick!" delia continued with affection.
"Thank you Del? You've got my best friend and a good listener with a million solutions."
" Ah, you are this if you talk excessively ordinary times, right it should have been a friend to give the best for his best friend, right?" delia said, Delia is my Motivator.
"Yes we've been sleeping scared of bad luck tomorrow's final exam at School...!" Delia pulled out her phone.
I went back to the room but I didn't continue my sleep because if I woke up like not being able to sleep, then I opened the book and studied because tomorrow is the last exam.
Although I could not sleep, but over time I went back to sleep at the time of dawn.
In the dream the young man named Joseph came again. But his arrival this time was a little different. Joseph came to bring a beautiful girl with a red nose, her lips thin, her eyes narrow, her eyebrows thickly fused and had dimples of course different from me who was far from the word beautiful. I don't know who the girl Joseph brought, but obviously this dream made me very jealous.
I opened my eyes, rubbing my face with both hands. Unaware of my tears flowing down my cheeks. I don't know what all these dreams mean. Did I miss Joseph too much? Or is Joseph not the God-ordained soul mate for me?
I don't want to think about my dreams anymore, I just get up from my sleep and go into the bathroom to take Wudhu to perform the Fajr Prayer.
When I entered the bathroom, I was about to look at the mirror in my room and look at my face, I remembered the girl in the dream that Joseph had brought.
"Ah, I mustn't think of what I shouldn't think," my inner self.
After taking ablution I immediately performed the Fajr Prayer.