
This afternoon Ira had just returned from the rice field picking vegetables for sale tomorrow at the market. The ira family was just a farmer, he had finished High School a year ago, and had no fees to continue his studies in the city.
Ira walked down the path to her house while pushing a vegetable cart.
On the road he met two of his high school friends, who were studying in Malang city, the two girls were walking in a huff, his style was like a city person only, he was like a city person, they begin to mock Ira, whose job is to help her father in the fields.
"Well, it turns out the prima donna of our school is now his job as a lawn mower to, uh a vegetable." Ejek Erna
"Pity, his face becomes dull, and the item, look at us a year in the city is glowing, it's still like this" Winarti added.
" I'm sorry I have to go home soon, almost Maghrib, I've been waiting for this vegetable" Ira replied.
"Hello Ira, it's not polite, old friends come home even in cuekin, we just feel sorry for you, and I tell you yes, mending you so Tkw that, in Hong Kong or taiwan, mending his salary is big, not like this, hot in the rice fields, dull face, rough, or work in a cafe in the city, you will be beautiful for sure." Maya Winarti asked Ira to be the only tkw to hongkong or taiwan.
" Yes win, Er, I'll think again, if you want to go to the city or so tkw will also need a fee, so you have to pay first, you know your own family situation." Answer Ira.
"Hello Ir, you do not miss the info deh, who says so tkw need a fee, at least your salary is cut, how many months just like that, no need to bother, no need to bother, yes, when the men have to pay dearly, they have just left." replied Winarti again.
"Oh yeah, where's the list?" Ira started to tease with Winarti's statement.
"Have not been served, later if he became tkw in fact we will lose, he came home must be the struggle of young men here." Erna.
"Why compete with him if the crush of the youth of this village I'm ogah, just look they are not as clear as the city guy" said Erni. he invited Winarti to leave. Along the way, many insinuated Ira.
"Ir ir you are beautiful who wants to work in the fields, tru morning to the market, home from the market to take care of the daughter of the cussy mother who asked for forgiveness, you better just work in the city or so Tkw, the salary is also greater, If only this you will not advance." There is a neighbor Ira also said, if Ira should just work in the city, a big salary and some sent to the village.
"They forbid mbak, fearing that the wrong association, then if so tkw, afraid like mas Rahmat, was even arrested by the police there because it was illegal." Said Ira.
"Try to talk to your mother and father, and promise not to neko neko" said neighbor Ira.
" Yes, Ira will try to talk to them, pity you have to find money to redeem Ahmad, his son is also a small child, and Mbak Nila also needs a husband figure." said Ira.
" My brother also works in Jakarta, so the maid anyway, but the salary is big, he can even buy cows and rice fields.Tomorrow my brother comes home, try to talk to him, he said, I'll help you later, the important thing is that you convince your father and mother first." Susi assured Ira.
The money they collected was only enough for daily needs and in the tube to make up for Ahmad.
Ira, who was curious, approached the hut and it was clear that they were making out.
"Astagfirullah mas Deni mbak Vania, what are you doing, mas instead of yesterday you promised to propose to me, but why now you and mbak Vania do that." Ira said, her eyes glazed with glass, holding back tears.
"ha malamar you, look at the difference between you and Ira." Vania stands up and corrects her random appearance, the bent Vania displays her curves. Then she turns the tightly closed body of Ira in an ancient blouse, and the skirt is not very good.
"Look at you, Deni definitely chose me who is sexier, prettier for sure." Answer Vania.
" Why are you quiet, say something! " Said Ira.
" Vani's right, I'm better suited to Vani, better not expect me anymore." Deni said like lightning without rain in the afternoon, Ira immediately left the couple lovebirds, while pushing his cart.
Ira strengthens her heart and doesn't want to cry, she has to be strong, why cry for an inconsistent man.
" Strong Ira, strong, you can't cry over a man who doesn't have that attitude, your life is hard not to add to the difficulty of thinking about a man." Ira Mumm.
Khumaira kept pushing her wagon, she didn't care about her flip-flops breaking off next door.
" These sandals are also part of the break up, you are mocking me yes." Ira muttered at the sandals, she decided to leave the sandals next to her, and went home barefoot.
His mother had waited with hope anxious, because Ira did not usually come home until this afternoon, even adzan magrib soon reverberated.
"O Allah Ir, you are from wherever you are, I have been anxious waiting for you, and why are your feet bleeding, where are your sandals?"
I saw there was blood on Ira's leg, because it had stumbled over a rock. This innocent girl did not even care about her injured leg, all of it was incomparable to the wound in her heart.
Ira decides to shower and pray magrib, spilling everything on the creator, Ira prefers to confide in God rather than in man, even in front of his own two parents Ira covered all the sadness he had been through.
" O Allah, I have never regretted what happened to my servant all this time, I know what you willed, but may I ask Allah, to reduce the trials that you give to the servant, Give the servant the right way to help the servant's parents, O Allah every friend, the neighbor tells the servant to work in the city, but both parents forbid it, whichever servant should do O Allah." Ira spilled all yes on her sajad.