The Nick's Life
Turning Point

The sound of music filling the cafe area. A DJ kept playing the music, making everyone present sway. Sansan sat alone while paying attention to the surrounding hubbub. Vicky invites him to a birthday party of one of his friends at the Golden Cafe. The atmosphere of the cafe has been transformed to resemble a night club. The room is made dim and only given lighting from a flickering disco lamp, coupled with a music treat that is quite deafening.

Vicky came over and sat down next to Sansan. His hand stretched out then grabbed Sansan's shoulder. The girl was quite surprised by what Vicky did, her reflexes releasing the man's embrace. Vicky glanced at Sansan. For a month she was officially dating Sansan. But the girl could never be touched.

“San. we dance yuk.”

“I can't kak.”

“I ajarin.”

“Ngga ah. I'm here aja.”

“Yaah. Let's talk doang.”

“I'm home, brother. How do I feel again in the club malem deh.”

“That's why you took off the veil first. Let you enjoy this party.”

“Ya can't dong kak. My hair is urat,” sewot Sansan.

“I'm your girlfriend.”

“New girlfriend, not yet muhrim. Udah ah I want to go home,” Sansan immediately stood up from his seat but as fast as lightning Vicky pulled him to sit back.

“Wait a minute. You haven't eaten or drank either, I'll take a drink first. That abis we go home.”

Without waiting for an answer, Vicky moved from his seat to a table that provided drinks. He took a glass of orange juice, then his hand took a bottle of vodka and poured it into orange juice. He wanted to get Sansan a little drunk, so that the man could have fun with him.

Vicky returned to the place where Sansan was sitting with drinks and food in both hands. He thrust a drink towards Sansan. The girl received a glass from Vicky's hand, though reluctant, but for the sake of modesty she was willing to accept it. Vicky kept asking Sansan to drink it. A little more the glass touched his lips, suddenly a hand grabbed him and slammed the glass onto the floor.

PRANGS!!

“Eh who lo?!” pissed Vicky. Everyone who was there immediately looked towards Vicky as well as Sansan.

“Sister Abe..” call Sansan.

“Come home San. You don't fit in here,” Abe pulled Abe's hand but Vicky held him back.

BUGH

A punch landed on Vicky's face, sending the man tumbling down. Sansan screamed to see it. He was just about to help Vicky, but Abe immediately pulled his hand and dragged the girl out of the cafe. Arriving in front of the car, Abe released the grip of his hand.

“Kak Abe why? Dateng-dateng instantly make a scene,” spray Sansan.

“You should thank me because I saved you. Just so you know, your bastard girlfriend has added vodka to your drink. If you get to mabok, he can freely do anything with you.”

“Long.. Brother Abe lied right?”

“Ngapain I lied. I know who Vicky is. He was just a b*jangan boy who works mabok and sleeps just any girl.”

“So Abe know where?” is from

“I'll tell you everything but get in the car first.”

Sansan was silent for a moment, but then he followed Abe's will. The girl opened the car door and got into it. Shortly Abe followed in and then spur his vehicle to leave the cafe area.

The car Abe was driving stopped on the shoulder of the road. From the cafe, Sansan continued to force him to tell about Vicky. He removed his seatbelt and changed his seat to face Sansan.

“Where do you know Vicky?”

“I don't know, just know. I've seen him a lot at the club he frequents.”

“Club? Nightclub means?”

“Iya.”

“What are you doing there?”

“I used to hang out with my friends there. We just talk about fatigue while drinking. And Vicky comes there often. He always brings a different girl every night. If my friends and I go home. But he often went to the hotel room. You know how to do.”

“Why new sister says now?”

“I'm still not sure if it's Vicky I see often. Look San, I do want this matchmaking to end but I want you to be stuck with that jerk.”

“What brother sure is better than him?”

“San.”

“I want to go home.”

Sansan closed his eyes while crossing both hands on his chest. Abe put his seatbelt back on and drove his vehicle back. Sometimes glanced at Sansan who still closed his eyes. Twenty minutes later his vehicle arrived in front of Sansan's house.

Abe held Sansan down, but the girl quickly brushed Abe off. He's still upset that Abe didn't tell him the truth about Vicky sooner. Letting himself sink further in his feelings for Vicky.

“I'm no better than Vicky, but I've never slept with any woman.”

“I don't care if you ever sleep with a girl or not. To me you two are just as jerks.”

“Iya I am a jerk. That's why from the beginning I was against our marriage. You deserve a good man.”

“Better we don't have to see each other again. I'll cancel this matchmaking.”

Sansan opened the car door and then got out of it. With a loud movement he closed the door until a thumping sound was heard. Abe leaned his back against the car seat while exhaling a deep breath. Moments later, he started driving his vehicle.

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Abe throws the origin of the car keys on the table when he arrives at his apartment unit. He threw his body on the bed. Sansan said something about himself. Then Abe recalled the changes that happened with his friends. Nick who is trying to get better after meeting Iza, Arnav who has stopped adventuring to establish himself with Meta, Fahrul who has realized his mistake and is trying to get back with Maira. Even now Denis has begun to study the science of religion to make his life more meaningful.

For a moment Abe was still holding on to his position. Not long after that, he woke up and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. In less than fifteen minutes Abe had finished his bath. After getting dressed, he took the sarong also from the closet. A musty smell was smelled when the man was wearing a scabbard. It has been a long time that both items are neatly stored in his closet.

Abe's hand moves to hold the prayer mat. The man began his prayer, something he had not done since seven years ago. His tongue is somewhat stamped when reciting a letter, but his memory can still remember the short letter he once memorized. Abe's tears almost fell as his forehead touched the prayer mat underneath. Something within him burst out as he again bowed himself before the Divine.

“Yes Allah.forgiving the sins of the servant during this time. Lead yourself back to your path. Don't let the servant get lost again. Find servants with those who can make themselves better servants, aamiin.”

Abe's hands rubbed his face after saying a prayer at the end of his prayer. Along with that a clear circle drenched his face. As of tonight, he promised himself to change for the better and return to his duties as a Muslim.

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Denis lay on the couch reading a book on prayer and reading. His ears are tesumpal earphones that are turning the prayer reading. He still had difficulty reciting the prayer. That's why he's been living in Arnav's apartment this week. It was his friend who helped him learn the prayer and his reading.

The sound of the door opening, Arnav entered. The man had just returned from work. He threw his ass on the couch and picked up the brochure on the table. Denis releases his earphones and then straightens his body.

“Udah you want to be circumcised where?”

“But.”

“In this clinic only. It's good, I'm also a lot of prospective converts who circumcise here.”

“Let's go. My lesson is still not done.”

“Sunat aja we met with his father Rivan. Solved reading prayer lo can while learning later, learning by doing.”

“Telah. But abis photoshoot yes. I have a job tomorrow outside of town.”

“Ok.”

Arnav put the brochure back on the table, then moved from his seat. But the man had not yet entered the room, he went back to see Denis. There was something he wanted to ask the man.

“Eh. I met Fahrul. Mai pregnant.”

“Gratitude deh. So she has a reason not to divorce.”

“She said time in the hospital met Reisa. She said pregnant women too. She is two months pregnant and Fahrul has not been in contact with her for four months.”

“So?”

“That's not your child right?”

“Crazy lo, yes no. I think play always with safety. Partly it's been a long time, there are times three months.”

“Ya thanks if not elo. I'm afraid it's your son,” Arnav chuckles.

“The most important is his girlfriend's son or his soap opera producer he.”

“Crazy for kids too. Want to be dyed here and there.”

“Yang bego temen us. Want to just dip into the garbage container.”

“Included elo, PEA.”

Arnav pulls Denis head off and rushes back to his room. Denis snorted in annoyance, sleeping with Reisa was not his plan. It's just that his little brother who doesn't know himself woke up while being with the girl. Denis put the earphones back into his ear and then laid his body again. His hand opened the book he had just read, he still wanted to repeat the lesson.

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In the middle of the night Maira awoke as her hand touched the empty space next to her. His eyes were staring at the clock on the wall. Time showed two o'clock in the morning and Fahrul was not there beside him.

Just now the woman was about to wake up when the door of the room opened. Maira again laid her body and closed her eyes again when she saw Fahrul go into the room. The man grabbed the prayer mat and the holster that was draped on the chair. After wearing sarongs and kopeahs, he began his evening prayers.

Maira still closed her eyes. Sayup-sayup he heard Fahrul who was performing tahajud prayers. Slowly the woman opened her eyes slightly. Fahrul was already at the end of his prayer. Before long the man's head turned to his right and left after finishing his holy recitation. Maira closed her eyes again.

Fahrul glanced at the sleeping wife. Then he returned solemnly on his alphabet. His mouth began to say the phrase dhikr, something he had not done for a long time. After that, he raised both his hands to pray.

“Yes Allah, yes Rabbi. I know I have made a lot of mistakes. The servant has left your way too long. But I beg you, forgive all the sins of the servant. Give your servant time and opportunity to become a better person. O God, you are the owner of the heart. You too can turn the hearts of men. Please soften the heart of the servant's wife. Open the door of forgiveness for the servant. The servant will try to make amends for all wrongs and will be a good husband for him and a good father for the son of the servant. Give this request of your servant, O Allah. Only to You is the place to ask, aamiin ya rabbal’aalamin.”

Fahrul rubbed his face with both hands. His hands then moved to fold the prayer mat and remove the sarong and kopeah from his head. After putting everything back into place, Fahrul crawled up onto the mattress. Maira changed her sleeping position which was originally supine to be tilted back to the husband.

Maira's eyes opened and instantly the clear circle she had been holding flowed down her cheeks. Then the woman felt the embrace of Fahrul's hand on her stomach. The man brought his body closer to his wife, kissed her softly on the top of Maira's head several times.

“I'm sorry Mai. I would do anything to get your forgiveness. Please give me a chance to make amends for all my mistakes. If you don't want to do it for me, then do it for our son. He was indeed present because of my selfishness but I promise to be a good father to him.”

Fahrul tightened his embrace while putting his chin in the niche of the wife's neck. His tears flowed down Maira's shoulders. Maira covered her mouth with her hands, as much as possible holding back her crying voice.

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Iza got out of Shehan's car and rushed into the store. Behind him, Shehan and Dita followed inside. Seeing that there was no Nick in the usual place, Iza immediately asked one of the officers. He then rushed to the top floor. The employee said Nick was in the room to change clothes. His shirt was hit by a coffee spill.

Without knocking Iza immediately went into the room. She was greeted by the happy smile of her husband. The woman approached and kissed Nick on the lips. Iza has longed for her husband for a few days and wants to be around him, hugging and kissing him.

Nick welcomes his wife's kiss. Her hands wrapped around Iza's waist and then returned Iza's kisses intensely. For a moment the two drowned in a heady kiss, before Nick finally ended before he pounced on his wife.

“Ke here same who?”

“Syehan and Dita, who else. Not the same as abi, right?”

“I even hope you come here the same abi. So I can make coffee for him.”

“Abi sure likes coffee made mas.”

“Hopefully aja.”

Iza hugged Nick's neck and then reunited their lips. The woman won't let Nick end their kiss again. Pagutan and lu*tannya successfully cradled Nick and made the husband deepen his kiss. Iza removed her lip link and then kissed Nick's neck, sipping it a little tight until the man's moan was heard.

“Sa.the.stop, please.”.

“Mas don't like?” Iza stared hard at Nick.

“Like darling. But now is not the right time. The shop is open. Patience yes.” Nick kissed Iza's forehead.

Although heavy-hearted, Iza also obeyed the words of her husband. Nick took Iza's hand and the two went down. Iza's eyes looked around but could not find the whereabouts of Shehan and his wife.

“Ras.. pack Shehan where?” ask Nick to one of his employees named Rashid.

“So sir Shehan hastily left. his wife suddenly mules, kanya want to give birth.”

“Hah? She said, Where are you going to the hospital?”

“Hmm. did you say Medika.. What is medika.”

“Mitra Medika mas. Kan Dita check her pregnancy there.”

“Ya we've been there now.”

While running Nick went up to the second floor to pick up his car keys. Shortly after, he returned. After leaving the store at Rashid, Nick and Iza immediately got into the car. The four-wheeled vehicle immediately drove away.

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Wow Nick's friend on the penitent follow as well huh. BTW when is Nick launching?