The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 2 KSD_Ku Named "Mas"

After payment I paid my way home. Soon I will leave Yasinan. Will berabe if not go home directly.

"Fian I'm going home first. My mom's waiting" I'm getting ready with my sling bag.

"alright. See you" Fian waved to me. I just smiled in response while turning on the motorbike ready to walk home.

On the way home, I kept smiling. Still looking at Fian's face. But it hurts when I remember him kissing my cheek. That first kiss was supposed to be for my husband later.

Arriving at home, I still serve the buyer. The clock is also still showing at two o'clock forty-seven minutes local time.

"My mother came" instantly became the center of the buyer's mothers' eyes because of my outspoken voice.

"Pamali girl screaming" Mother scolds. I just grinned the horse got a glimpse of Mom.

"Nera is fierce also if you are training Mom" said one of the buyers' mothers. Dian's Mother.

"Yes, my son also said what else is going through the belt level test" said the other mother. "But many have a crush on the loh Bu" continued Bu Iyah.

"Mom-Mom is there. Anybody wants to be with Nera. Stupid girl" Mother argued.

"Don't get me wrong Mom even though it's fierce but still beautiful and smart" Ibu Dian chimed in.

At the elementary school level I was once believed to represent the school for the OSN maths subjects alhamdulillah race to the province. From there I knew Dhani.

In SMP in rediscovering with Dhani, but I foolishly rejected the district level OSN. Same maple, same math. And that Dhani also represents IPS. I regret it until now.

And two other people.one of my friends Ami, the other Dheny pencak silat organization with me. I'm Sorry. Besides the streets also get knowledge.

"What else do you want to buy, ma'am?" Ask me to distract myself and try to forget about that time.

"Already Ra. This is a lot."

Ms. Dian and the others have already gone home. Mom was sitting at her big table. Anything else besides calculating profits today.

"Yes a lot ma'am today" I caught a glimpse of the money I was holding.

"Alhamdulillah windfall can not be the wrong address Nduk" Mother only brought hundreds and fifty thousands into the house that is behind this shop. The dozens are in residence for later change.

Mom sat down with Lesehan beside me while carrying a jar of onion nuts. Mother always makes it just for snacks while guarding the stall. It was my sister's favorite food, too.

"Sir was your brother calling. He said he wanted to do more".

"No problem Mom, as long as Brother can be concerned (sparing). Soon I will be followed by school even though there is no place with Brother".

"The spirit is Nduk ngajinya, nurut same Kiai. I wish you were Birrul Walidain's son."

"Mother's Amiin."

Birrul Walidain is a part of Islamic ethics that shows the act of filial piety to both parents. Which is devoted to this old man the law is fardhu 'ain for every Muslim, even if both parents are non-Muslim.

Fardhu 'ain itself means the legal status of an activity in Islam that must be carried out by all individuals who have qualified it. Like the five prayers of the time, Fasting in the month of Ramadan. So in Islam if the law of sin is abandoned.

I don't feel adzan. This is the sign that I must guard the shop before I leave Yasinan.

"Do you want to pray first what will Nduk?" Ask Mom.

"Sholat first ma'am, later even forgetfulness."

If you wait for you to come home yasinan will be very late. Usually almost Maghrib just came home.

I usually go with. But Dad had business in the fields so no one was guarding the stalls. It's usually closed because I'm with Yasinan. But I was lazy to leave.

Abaghfirullahaladzim apos...

Sorry, God.

......***......

Pov Fian

My heart was broken by a warrior woman. The style of speech in his Facebook status is also ethical. I'm interested in him. But does she not have a boyfriend yet. Children today only SD already have an ex.

"What I came home first" I said to Bang Jarwo, the owner of the cafe, because my business was done.

"Who did you meet?" Bang Jarwo raised one eyebrow. Yes, those eyebrows were what captivated his wife at the time.

"The son of my future labourer."

"It's important not to stain him. He looks good. But make no mistake about the wrap".

Deg

Nera the swordsman had many of his boy friends but did not blame me for believing in his chastity. I hope I didn't choose wrong.

"Yes bang. Just relax" then I'll pass.

My heart is afraid to remember the words of Bang Jarwo. Moreover, Nera will go to school far away in Java. I'd better talk about it through WA.

Why he will go to school far when there are many schools accredited A. Is that just an excuse to reject me. Or I don't know if I should ask later.

I had a coffee with Dad this morning after I met Nera and I was ready to go back to work. No coffee before the night on the trip.

"Hopefully someday my house will be crowded by my children from Nera."

I drove my bike slowly while enjoying the twilight on this oil palm plantation. A lot of people pass by. Some are from the market, some are from home to the camp, some are just enjoying the twilight.

That is a little activity of people who work in oil palm plantations, the majority of the immigrants from Java and Sumatra. There are also from Lombok, NTT, or Sulawesi. Diverse people here.

There are transmigration, Akad (Company Invited), or local (Come alone). Their purpose is the same. Complaining fate. Not a few indigenous people also work on this plantation.

Bang Jarwo's words are still ringing, but my love for Nera is greater. I have been observing his activities for half a year.

I hope Bang Jarwo is wrong. I'm sure Nera can take care of herself.

Arriving at the camp I immediately entered the house. I can't wait to have a chat with Nera. How is she after becoming my girlfriend.

[Good night, dear]

Check two gray. Maybe he was busy. Let it be, I better fall while waiting for Isha.

...***...

I closed the front door, because soon the Maghrib. The back door is directly connected to the living room. But not the exit. So every guest who comes can pass the stall can also pass through the main door.

I took the kitchen knife, then went to the side of the house through the back door. The fresh plants are ready to wait for me.

My main goal is kale. Wanting to cook kale stir-fry instead of old hunting in the basin, I better cook it. It just so happened that the father brought catfish from the fields given by om Gopar. Om Gopar is Dad's confidant.

Saute kale accompanied by catfish, it seems delicious.

"Alhamdulillah" my simple cooking is done. Let Mom serve later.

I picked up the phone and checked that the battery was full.

Deg

There's a WA message from Fian. No name in my contacts. I can read the message before I open it because the message is short.

My heart is beating fast. "I have a boyfriend" I said in my heart. In reality, only the lips smile.

There is sadness in the heart. I'm going to school far away. Can I hold back my interest in others? While my girlfriend's in Borneo. Will there be men in Java who can destroy it later? Can I be faithful?

Do I love Dhani what an obsessed fan. But this sense was there after coming home from the district when I was fifth grade.

"Sir, what are you cooking?" Mom broke my daydream.

But the tent in his hand made me want to quickly check. What's inside.

Yes, I just returned home and brought a package of crackles filled with blessings. Light blessings are not like the blasphemous.

Usually only contains four or five pieces of snacks or cakes can also be fried, plus a glass of bottled drinks. Either it's tasted or just Aqua glasses. Depending on the taste that takes a turn.

Usually it can also be satay, soto, meatballs, or heavy food of the like. But in the form of a wrap because it is not eaten on the spot.

"Mum's kale stir-fry, I brought catfish from om Gopar, I fried them all. Just stay on the serve" I explained as much detail as possible to Mom.

Before I left I took the time to reply to WA Fian's message.

[Good night, dear]

WA Message from Fian.

[Night]

He called me, honey. What a proper call for him. Time Om? Yes, Nera had an om-om boyfriend. If you hear people it's not funny. Nera held back a laugh thinking about all this.

"Sir, what did you say was out of the show?" it must be the mother who told me.

"Pengen just sat at the Pier Yah, after all since Brother in Java I never went there. I miss Big Brother" I'm not lying, but I'm lying. It's just that I wasn't ready to tell my Dad and Mom about Fian.

"Tomorrow who will take Nera's graduation letter?" I looked at Mom for a glimpse.

"Who's Ra?" Mom asked me.

I'm getting a little confused thinking about graduation. Before Dad or Mom never took my report so I often got a homeroom reprimand.

"Whoever is Ma'am, anything is impossible if I take it myself" a big mouthful went into my mouth. It's really good to taste.

...***...

At seven and nineteen minutes local time, I could not close my eyes. I opened the noveltoon app to read free novels without using coins. I like reading it so much. From there I learned a lot about life. The point is very useful to me.

There's a WA message coming in. Who else if not Fian.

[Eating what not]

[Already]

Two blue ticks

[What cooking]

[Kale sauteed similarly fried catfish]

[You did your mother cook?]

[Me, I was yasinan]

it seems like Fian standby in my chat. very quickly he replied. just send directly two blue ticks, there was a reply.

[Oh yes, It must be delicious]

[I sleep first yes, I work tomorrow]

[Good night my dear]

What kind of job is he? Thank goodness it's not unemployment.

[Good night]

I remembered the call for him. What fits. What if I just call him Mas. If my husband calls her Mas, I can't call Om. If not, what can I do. God has more right.

I scrolled Fian's chat over and over again, making me smile myself. Only a light message happened. But it can make me feel like a madman. Blissfully.

May you be faithful to me in seeking knowledge.

"Allah open the doors of the heart, and Alfian give Thy Grace and guidance, and make her my future Husband, O Allah. Amiin."

Without realizing it my heart said so. May he be my soul mate, if not in the world may he be in the hereafter.

"May I graduate tomorrow" I said softly.

I'll keep Contact Fian on my phone. I'll name it "Mas". It's better than Om."

After making the bed, I lay ready to sleep. Do not forget to ask for safety to this owner. Gusti Prince.