Vibration of the Heart of Nirmala
Orphanage

Kevin and Nirmala who disappeared from Jeff's sight went to different places. They came out of the darkness of the great akurium and got in a car going somewhere. While in the car, Nirmala sent Jeff a short message.

Please take good care of Jeff, I'm going with Kevin.

"Basar Nirmala, go as you please. It sucks." His grunt.

Anybody who saw Jeff blushing became curious and asked, "what's wrong?".

"Nirmala's gone." Jeff replied very lethargicly. He then looked for a place to just sit and lean.

Anah tried to comfort her by sitting next to her and gave a charming smile.

"It's okay Jeff, I'm not leaving you." Said Anah.

Jeff looked at me without saying a word. He was not excited, but how else. Nirmala's gone with Kevin.

***

"Kevin, where are we going?" nirmala asked after putting her phone in the bag.

"As for you, where are you going?" ask Kevin while driving his car.

Nirmala thought for a moment, she had nowhere to go. But he wants to eat noodle soup. A few days ago, Tirta once invited him to eat at a noodle restaurant, when it was the first time Nirmala entered the restaurant and tasted noodle soup. It turns out that Nirmala likes the delicious taste of the noodle soup.

"How about we eat noodles?" Nirmala gave her opinion.

"Where do you want to eat?" ask Kevin.

Nirmala then showed me the location of the restaurant. Although the bitter memories with Tirta were immersed there, but the delicious taste of his noodles could not resist him from tasting it again. They went there too.

Not long after, they finally arrived at the noodle restaurant. Kevin ordered shrimp chah fried noodles, while Nirmala ordered noodle soup with eggs.

It's simple, but it's more fun to eat with Kevin than Tirta. His inner.

The food they ordered finally came. Nirmala looked impatient, after reading the do'a she was immediately excited to spend her noodle sauce. Likewise with Kevin, no more than ten minutes, Kevin had finished his meal.

"Kevin, if less can be added." Nirmala.

"Geez, I paid him why did you manage it?" Kevin said with a smile and teased Nirmala.

Nirmala smiled and blushed in embarrassment. Not long after that, he finished his meal. When he had just finished eating, Nirmala heard the voice of Azan duhur. He then asked Kevin for permission to carry out his duties first, while Kevin could sit in his place waiting until Nirmala finished praying.

"Kevin, you don't mind if I stay." Nirmala said goodbye to Kevin.

"Please, Mala. I'll wait here ya." Answer Kevin.

"Okey." Answer Nirmala.

Nirmala started looking for a place of prayer at the restaurant. He asked the waiter for his location.

"Sorry mba, where's the mushola?"

"Oh, over there, brother." The servant replied while pointing towards the location Nirmala was looking for.

Nirmala walked towards the mosque, but first she went into the women's toilet before finally taking ablution water and performing prayers. He used to bring the face when going for a walk so that he did not need to queue to use the face provided in the restaurant.

The restaurant does provide the mukenah but the number is not much, while the visitors who come to pray the amount even exceeds the capacity of the mosque. Fortunately Nirmala can get a line of prayers when just entering, so there is no need to queue with other visitors.

After the prayer, he immediately came out of the mushola. Unintentionally, he meets Tirta.

"Mala." Call Tirta then approach the girl.

"Hows it? Do you want to marry me? Ah, sorry I can't wait to hear the answer." Tirta.

"Tirta, are you senile? I told you I didn't want to." Nirmala said with a slight whisper.

He did not want people around him to think that they had a serious relationship, while their faces looked like they were teenagers. It is still inappropriate to marry, according to Nirmala's view.

"Why do you whisper?" tanya Tirta was curious.

Nirmala did not reply, she then stepped away from Tirta and met Kevin. Tirta did not pursue him because he was having business with his community friends. Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Who's the girl?" ask friend.

"She's the girl I told you about." Answer Tirta.

"You should be crazy."

Tirta just smiled and then re-assembled with her community friends. Today they plan to hold a courtesy in one of the orphanages. Tirta as the leader of the community requested that everyone be able to gather in the restaurant hall before he went to the orphanage.

Tirta gave the opening greeting of the activity and gave a welcome.

"The virtue and reward of one who helps orphans is so great. As the hadith narrated by Imam Bukhari that those who support orphans will have a high position in heaven and close to Allah SWT. To bear an orphan means to pay attention to and take care of all the needs of his life, from the needs of clothing, food and drink, to his education."

Tirta gave such a long welcome that almost fifteen minutes passed. After finishing giving a speech, they began to appear busy doing various things that have been charged to each member. As for going to the parlour is only represented by Tirta.

Finally Tirta went with Bharata. If every time the Tirta race does not invite Bharata, another case with the caring community he founded, he invites Bharata into his community.

They then took a motorcycle to the orphanage that had been appointed. It was not long before they had arrived at the location and immediately entered to meet his nanny. Unexpectedly, when Bharata passed through one of the rooms he heard the voice of a girl teaching. He felt that he recognized the voice. And he stopped, and he told Tirta to go first.

Bharata rubbed his eyes several times to make sure that his vision was not wrong. A girl who was teaching saw Bharata at the door, and she went to him.

"What are you doing here?" ask her.

"Ruby, you're Ruby? You look so different." Praise Bharata.

Tirta who walked a little far from Bharata turned his head back because his friend never followed. When he turned his head, he found Bharata chatting with Ruby, Tirta then approached them.

There was Ruby. Inner Tirta.

Ruby saw Tirta start to approach them. Then he greeted her.

"Hi, Tirta. What are you doing here?" ask Ruby.

"No, bay the way Ruby. You look prettier with that hijab." Puji Tirta's.

"Grad ...." Bharata.

"Thank you." Ruby Saying.

"Oh yeah, you haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?" ask Ruby curiously.

When Bharata answered him, Tirta suddenly asked him to be quiet.

"We're just looking around." Tirta replied with a friendly smile concealing the intent and purpose of his arrival.

"Oh, so. Then I go back to class first, sorry excuse me, assalamua'laikum." Ruby said while turning around.

"Ruby, are you teaching here?" ask Bharata.

Ruby turned and replied, "yes."

Bharata was smiling like a kasmaran. Tirta then reminded his goal back, he must immediately hand over the money from his community friends.

"Bharata, come on." Take Tirta.

Bharata still had not moved from the front of Ruby's room, she could not take her eyes off. Ruby looks more beautiful, she is also quite skilled and able to master the children in the room.

After handing over the money, Tirta immediately said goodbye. He passed by Ruby's teaching room and had a look into the room, but Ruby was gone.

"Ruby is no more." Bharata said shortly after seeing that the room was empty.

The kids are no longer in their classes. Bharata then walks along with Tirta starting to exit through the gate of the parlour. And started riding a motorbike parked under a banyan tree next to the orphanage building. Not only their motorbikes are parked there, there are still many other motorbike visitors.

Though in the home there is also a special parking lot, but for people like Tirta, parking outside will be more comfortable and easier when going home. Just a few meters they walked, Tirta suddenly stopped the speed of his motorbike. He saw the hijab girl who was none other than Ruby. Tirta approached him.

"Assalamua'laikum ma'am guru." Greet Tirta in a soft tone but I don't know what it means. She greeted Ruby as teacher.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer Ruby.

"Who is waiting here? Want to be together?" bring Bharata.

"No need. Thanks." Answer Ruby briefly.

"In that case, we go first?" Tirta.

"Assalamua'laikum." Tirta and Bharata said their greetings and then took off the bike.

Tirta began to imagine that if Nirmala also wore a hijab, it would look more beautiful. But unfortunately Nirmala only wear hijab during the fasting month. It was also because of the lightning pesantren at school.

"A, Nirmala. You should know that closing the law is the duty of a Muslim." His inner.

Tirta who was born from a super complicated family was not like many of his friends thought. He looks delinquent and not careless, but it turns out that in the depths of his heart he tried to maintain obedience to his religion. Maybe this is what many people say, 'don't judge a book by its cover'. The saying deserves to describe a Tirta.

His natural life encourages him to be closer to his Lord. He is not the type of person who likes to complain about the situation. He would rather keep it to himself and complain to Allah at prayer time.

Tirta still went on his bike with Bharata and went somewhere.

"Where are we going?" Tanya Bharata who felt her friend had already passed the restaurant where their usual favorite was eating.

"Library." Answer Tirta clearly.

"Why don't you eat first, I'm hungry." Bharata.

"You here, just eat what you think. We'll be testing soon, you'll have to study a lot and eat less."

"If I don't eat, I can't concentrate on learning." Bharata remained at his will.

Finally to obey his friend, he began to slowly advance his motorbike while looking to the right and left hoping to find a meatball stall. After finding him, Tirta immediately stopped his motorbike and looked for a parking space.

"We'll eat here." Tirta.

Streetside meatballs. They then ate there.

"You've finished two bowls. Still less?" Tirta said she saw her friend finishing a third bowl of meatballs.

Bharata did not respond to his friend and continued eating. Tirta appeared to shake his head and sighed.