Vibration of the Heart of Nirmala
Herbarium

Nirmala looked at the white roses Jeff gave with a position to sit in a chair that is usually used for learning. Every now and then he touched those rose petals, so delicate. In addition to the beautiful color seen by the eye, the aroma is also fragrant to decorate the room.

Nirmala then stopped staring at the flower and intended to continue working on her PR, but before long she returned to the flower. While playing the bolpoint he kept looking at the rose. Suddenly he was swept up in biology subjects that the other day he read.

"Hm .. pity if this flower will have to be thrown away also when it has withered." Nirmala murmured and then moved from her seat.

He approached the flower and took it back, then he laid his body on the bed. While continuing to hold the flower, he rolled to the right and to the left. Sometimes he hugged the flower and kissed it, not because it was a gift from Jeff but because the flower did tease him.

The rose petals that were brought to roll around here and there now began to fall on his mattress, not wanting to burden Sona's bi duty, he picked up the petals one by one and put them on the table.

He's still watching.

"Herbariums."

Yes, the book she read the other day was about herbarium. He then searched the book and opened it quickly to find herbarium material.

After finding the material, Nirmala then began to read it and wanted to practice it immediately.

Herbarium According to Wikipedia

A herbarium is a collection of preserved plant specimens and related data used for scientific research. The term may also refer to the building or room in which the specimens are kept, or to a scientific institution that not only stores but uses them for research.

These specimens can be whole plants or plant parts. Usually this plant is in a dry form attached to a piece of paper, but depending on the material, it can also be stored in boxes or stored in alcohol or other preservatives. Specimens in a herbarium are often used as reference material in describing plant taxons.

After reading his biology book, he felt impatient to practice immediately. The soul of Nirmala's curiosity seemed to be struggling to do so as quickly as possible. How unfortunate the fate of the flower gift from Jeff, not yet a day, has been made Nirmala as a material experiment, only made Nirmala as a material practice. Satisfying curiosity.

"I don't think this flower from Jeff is useful also to science, rather than dry useless useless. Aye right?" Nirmala speaks for herself.

"The materials needed are ...." Nirmala opened the book while memorizing the materials needed. He then began to gather those ingredients, the materials he would use to make a herbarium. He planned to dry the flower in the right way to make it more durable, avoid small animals and can decorate the walls of his room.

"Being a wall decoration would certainly be much more useful, than letting it wither and crumble in vain." His inner.

"The material is a thick book and alcohol. Geez, it seems like at home there is no alcohol. I have to go to the pharmacy to buy it."

Nirmala then went out to the pharmacy just on foot, coincidentally near the entrance of her housing there was a pharmacy on the right side of the street. So he also did not need to cross or walk too far. After arriving at the pharmacy, he bought 70% alcohol which is commonly sold in the pharmacy. Then he'll be back home soon.

He was so focused on his experiment this time. After all the ingredients had been gathered, he intended to execute her in the garden behind the house. He could not take her at once, so the activity forced him to go back and forth up and down the stairs from the room to the park. Bi Sona who saw it became curious.

"Non, it's busy." Said Bi Sona who was frying fish while watching a television show.

"No, just experimenting." Nirmala replied as she ran towards the back garden.

Bi Sona saw him carrying a beautiful white rose and the fragrance of piercing his nose beat the delicious aroma of fried fish he was cooking. Feeling very curious, bi Sona finally chose to turn off her stove and approached Nirmala.

"That's a flower for Non?"

"In herbarium, Bi." Nirmala answered while pressing the rose in her thick book.

"What serum is Non?"

"Her-ba-ri-um, Bi .. not herium." Nirmala said a little spelling out her sentence.

"Ah, that's just Non. Don't you love me, Non?" ask bi Sona while pointing at the rose.

"This is for Auntie one." Nirmala did not respond to Sona's bi question and took one stalk of a rose and gave it to Sona's bi.

"Finally it's done too." Nirmala sighed and pulled her hands up with a happy smile because the lessons she learned from school could be practiced at home.

Nirmala then left the garden and went back to her room, she then kept the thick book containing the roses in her room and overlaid it with another thick book.

"Stay waiting until it's completely dry." Say again.

He then took a shower to clean himself, after which relaxing in his room while playing a cell phone. Suddenly, Sona knocked on the door.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

"Come in the bi, not in the lock." Nirmala said as she rolled on her bed.

"Eat first, Non." Said bi Sona.

Nirmala then put her phone on the bed and followed Sona to the dining room.

Nirmala ate while enjoying the show on television, as usual she ate at the company of Sona and pakde Slamet. Nirmala is always one table with them, already like a family without discriminating rice or side dishes. Also his chair and desk.

Nirmala watched a movie showing a scene of several men fighting over a woman. He imagined it to be similar to what happened to him. Then came a handsome playboy.

Somehow he actually remembered Kevin, even though the show showed a playboy who teased the girls because he felt he had physical advantages. While Kevin has all the advantages, he is not a man like that.

Such playboy men often consider women as objects or trophies that can be achieved easily to satisfy their superiority. The harder it is, the better it is. As if not considering making a pure feeling of love as the basis of a relationship.

Nirmala shook her head. Dislike of the spectacle, Nirmala changed her television channel. This time the event presents the sad story of the son of a scavenger who worked hard for a bite of rice, helping his parents collect used goods.

Suddenly Nirmala became pityed and her feelings filled with guilt that made her chest feel uncomfortable.

"Bi, this Mala includes humans who are not grateful, huh?" ask him suddenly.

"Eh .. Why is Non talking like that?" Bi Sona asked back and immediately pakde Slamet stopped his rice bribe, staring at bi Sona.

Bi Sona and pakde Slamet stared at each other, feeling astonished. Why did Nirmala suddenly say that?

"Is there anything that bothers the mind, Non?" ask bi Sona full of search.

Nirmala nodded slowly.

"Mala just realized that this Mala is not a grateful person. In Mala's life, how many gifts does Mala have. There's mama, there's papa, there's aunts and there's also pakde. Also houses, cars and everything is well done. But Mala has forgotten a lot. I forgot to thank God. Every day every time she prayed, Mala just asked and kept asking. Even Mala sometimes asks for something that Mala herself is not sure wants or needs. Astagfirullah."

Bi Sona and pakde Slamet gawking. This was probably the longest sentence they had heard for the first time from Nirmala's lips. Seeing Nirmala's expression, bi Sona hurriedly comforted her.

"Not just Non, Auntie is also classified as a person who is not much grateful."

Nirmala nodded slowly.

Bi Sona then laughed crisply at being followed by the Slamet pact, trying to replace the somber atmosphere to immediately turn into more relaxed. Bi Sona felt that the little girl in front of her was starting to think like an adult.

Nirmala smiles.

"Mala seriously Bi." Said earnestly.

The conversation with bi Sona that day made Nirmala think a lot. He is grateful for many things, including what happened yesterday. He was grateful to be given the chance to live after being hit by a car.

***

That night after the prayer, Nirmala raised her hand and said a lot of gratitude.

He is grateful for the abundance of life that always covers him.

Grateful for the love of God represented by the presence of people around him.

And at the end of his prayer he did not forget to always pray for Kevin to get guidance and want to embrace his religion, embrace Islam.

Kevin was born into a non-Muslim family. But there is one thing that Nirmala does not know that Kevin secretly also learned about Islam. The religion Nirmala embraced, Kevin deliberately hid it because he did not want Nirmala to think, he learned it in order to be close to him.

Completed his duties as a Muslim. Nirmala then prepares the books for school tomorrow as usual. Also his uniform he prepared so that tomorrow is not so troublesome. Then he went to sleep.

Suddenly he dreams of another accident. And wake him up. It's been a week, but Nirmala still dreams of it. Nirmala felt her forehead adorned with fine droplets of cold sweat. He could also feel his back wet even though the air temperature in his room was quite low. The air conditioner helps to keep the temperature in the room comfortable.

The dream may have happened because Nirmala still continues to think about the incident and feel scared. Fear of the accident. Suddenly Nirmala felt like she found a bright glimmer, a light that could help her dispel her fear.

Nirmala took off her blanket and sat down and looked at the wall clock in her room. The clock shows at two in the morning. Nirmala then headed to the bathroom. Like Nirmala has no control over her body, her body feels automatically move to take water ablution. It didn't really feel real when Nirmala pulled the prayer mat and started wearing a face.

In the early hours of that cold day, for the first time he stretched out the prayer rug to perform the tahajud prayer. The prayer he had thought he would never pray. Nirmala only feels enough to perform the five prayers that are obligated.

Then he prayed earnestly. "O Allah, I know I am not Your good servant. I may not be qualified to believe in You. O God, I beg you not to forsake me. Because I need you so much."

Nirmala did not know how long she had rested before her Lord with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her tears continued to pour down her face.

The ringing of the phone shocked Nirmala who had just taken off her face. Without investigating who the caller of the secret number was, he immediately raised and said his greetings.

"Hallo, assalamua'laikum."

Jeff who idly called him at night with a secret number and thought it would not be raised was able to hear clearly that Nirmala received his call.

"Hallo, wa'alaikumussalam."

Nirmala knew Jeff's voice. He then saw the name of the contact he was connected to, there was no name. But Nirmala believes it's Jeff's voice.

"Sorry Mala, I was just a prank. If I'm interrupting just turn it off it's okay."

Without further ado Nirmala turned off her phone. Jeff was almost immediately struck by heart disease.

"Geez, it's completely turned off." Jeff said to himself.

Nirmala then continued her sleep and hoped not to have any more nightmares.

***

Nirmala's sunny morning was so happy to be back at school that studying in a cool classroom with her friends was the time she was most looking forward to. His heart was so excited like the morning spirit that it always yearned for the presence of the sun.

Every day Nirmala went to school at 06.30 wib, she used to go to school always by motorcycle taxi or bus but now she leaves school escorted by pakde Slamet. New lessons will begin at 07:00 West Indonesia time. He feels good to be able to study with friends who sometimes upset him and bully him.

Nirmala is never late for school. He was a good boy and always on time. At the time of the lesson, Nirmala usually pays attention to what her teacher teaches well. Record the main things so that you can learn at home.

Nirmala who was sitting next to Anah was very happy. She wants Ana to remain her best friend. The time has been shown at 07:30 West Indonesia time, but not a single teacher has entered his classroom.

Looks like today for the first lesson is empty. But even if it is empty, there will usually be teachers who come to give assignments. But it's almost eight o'clock now and no one has entered the classroom yet. Nirmala then spent her time reading, while another friend was seen chatting with her colleague.

Suddenly Anah got out of her chair and moved to nearby Salsa. Lately Anah does look familiar with Salsa, even though they used to like the jambak-jambuk. The enemy so friend did exist and that is what is now happening to Anah and Salsa. They take the time to tell stories.

Anah shamelessly told me about the guy in her tribe, Jeff.

"You heard no? What's that talk?" suddenly Tirta whispered in Nirmala's ear.

Seeing the bench next to Nirmala empty, Tirta then moved and sat down next to Nirmala. Jeff was shocked to see the incident and a little sorry why he could go first with Tirta. Nirmala is reading a biology book.

"Hi, Nirmala." Call Tirta who is now next to him.

"Yes." Yeah." Nirmala.

Tirta deliberately wants to make Jeff hot.

"Will there be no time?" ask Tirta.

"Why?"

"I want to take you to a noodle restaurant. Special restaurant that provides noodles. You've never been there, have you?"

Nirmala thought for a moment.

"Okey, I can. You tell me the address of the restaurant I'll be there."

Tirta then gave her address, she suddenly pulled the book and the bolpoint that was in Nirmala's hands.

"Can you?" While giving a signal to Nirmala to allow him to write in her book, write the address of the restaurant.

Nirmala nodded slowly. After he finished writing, Tirta returned to his bench.

"Remember ya? After school." Tirta said as she jumped through the table.

Tirta was used to acting in class. He can walk politely without jumping over the table. Because it is an act that is not polite and not worthy of example.