The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 51: Asking for Help

"I'm sorry Ma'am, the house is narrow and also messy."

Seroja tidied the remnants of patchwork scattered on the floor. Since morning she and sister Ana are busy in the surau for social service and just finished this afternoon, so that the remnants of the cloth last night where he completed the order of one of the customers he had not had time to clean at all. As a result, the front room of his house looks a little messy.

"It's okay Ma'am, I'm the one who apologized for being troublesome. If not here, I don't know where else to rest."

Adiba landed his ass on a wooden chair. His eyes swept around. And there were a lot of clothes hanging on the side of the wall.

"Oh yes Ma'am, what would you like to drink? Let me make it," Seroja said.

Adiba shook his head slowly. "No need to bother Ma'am. My stomach is full. Oh yes Ma'am, call me Adiba, no need to wear frills mbak. Looks like my age is way below Seroja's."

Seroja chuckled softly. "All right then Diba."

Adiba still looked around. He seemed to be completely amazed by the result of sewing the woman who was now sitting in front of him. "Mbak Seroja has been producing these clothes for a long time?"

Adiba got up from his sitting position and approached towards the robe with a salem-colored floral motif. He looked closely at the results of this Seroja stitch, and really the results were so smooth.

"It's not too long, it's probably only a few weeks."

After being satisfied to see the details of the results of Seroja stitches, Diba chose to sit back in the original place. "Oh yes Ma'am, I heard that Seroja is his childhood friend A' Fakhru huh?"

Seroja who was replying to messages with new customers just smiled knot hearing this question Diba. "Yes, Diba. I won Fakhru's childhood friend. How do you know?"

"Tadi a' Fakhru told himself that Seroja was his childhood friend. Oh yes Ma'am, can I ask you a little about a' Fakhru?"

Seroja's eyes were glued to the screen of his phone, now he shifted to look at Adiba's face. He put the phone on the table and started to focus on what Diba wanted to ask. "That's what, Diba? If I knew the answer I would answer."

Adiba smiled knot. "Favorite food a' Fakhru what's Mbak?"

"Fakhru's favorite meal?" Seroja pause her words for a moment. After that, his lips looked very loose. "Aaahhhh ... does this mean you...?"

Adiba lowered his face. It seems that the signal hidden behind the question of what food Fakhru likes, can be captured by Seroja. The girl could only be embarrassed.

"MashaAllah .. turns out there are those who harbor feelings towards Fakhru?" Seroja chuckled softly. He tried to remember what food his little friend liked. "Hmmmm .. since childhood Fakhru was very fond of cilor, cilok and also seblak, Diba. He used to buy snacks and then distributed."

"Really, just the food is Mommy?" Adiba was a little incredulous because of that simple food that Fakhru liked.

"Yes Diba, just a simple meal like that. But you have to be careful, Fakhru can not eat shrimp. He's allergic to shrimp."

Tetiba Seroja remembers when one of his childhood friends held a birthday event. There was a shrimp inside the food box, and after Fakhru ate it instantly his skin flushed red and itched.

Adiba nodded his head. "Thank you so much Seroja. Looks like I have a lot to ask about a' Fakhru to mbak Seroja. Because I'm sure Seroja is much more familiar with a' Fakhru than I am."

Seroja just chuckled. Basically he does not really understand how Fakhru. Since the age of five, he was never with the man again. "It seems you're overdoing Diba. I don't know Fakhru very much. Perhaps Ustadz Hakim who is currently much more familiar with Fakhru. I think you can ask a lot of questions from Ustadz Hakim."

Seroja was a little surprised. "You and ustadz Judge cousin?"

"Yes Ma'am. Dad ustadz Judge my father's brother."

"MashaAllah .. I really did not expect." Seroja again commented a little smile on her lips. "Alright then Diba, I will help you to get closer to Fakhru. May Allah give you a riddho."

"Aamiin, aamiin, aamiin .. thank you very much Seroja."

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"Mom ate first."

Seroja sat on a small plastic chair at the side of Dahlia's bed while carrying a plate complete with rice, vegetables and side dishes. With painstaking care, Seroja feeds the mother who is currently in a position leaning on the headboard of the bed. Although the middle-aged woman did not look too na*fsu to eat, but little by little the food went into the mouth of the mother.

Staring fixed on the face of the mother, making Seroja's heart warmed up instantly. He was very grateful for his relationship with his mother, the more the day improved. The face that had previously shown a hateful look when he was glared at her, now turned into a face full of shade. The middle-aged woman's mental condition seems to be getting better by the day.

"Thank God this food is over. Now I'm back to rest."

Seroja rubbed the corner of Dahlia's lips that were slightly dirty because of the rest of the rice that stuck there. After that he moved from his sitting position intending to put this dirty plate in the kitchen.

"City ... Lilii ... Lilii ... "

Seroja's footsteps stopped when the mother was heard calling someone's name. He abandoned his intention to go to the kitchen and chose to sit back in the plastic chair he had previously sat in.

"Mother .... Who's Lili? Why has she been calling Lili's name since yesterday?"

"City ... Lilii ... Lilies...."

Again, Dahlia called out that name again. Seroja's forehead increasingly looks wrinkled kal the mother again called the name Lili.

"Mother called Lili's name again Ma'am?"

Ana's voice suddenly entered this room, successfully making Seroja avert her eyes. He who had previously stared fixedly at the face of the mother, now he shifted to look at the sister.

"Yes Sus. Mother called again Lili's name. I wonder who Sus Lili is?"

Ana could only raise her shoulders. He himself also did not really understand the name Lili who is often called by Dahlia. "I don't understand myself either. But it seems Lili's name has something to do with Dahlia's past. And until now I also did not know about Dahlia's past."

"Did the nurse think it had something to do with me?"

"I don't understand either. Hopefully after this there will be a way."

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