Do'(s)a Ibu

Chapter 3: It might be difficult, but things still have to g

I turned on the stove, which didn't even look like a stove. There was a lot of rust on the body of this stove, because regarding money, my family couldn't replace this stove into a proper stove. We only accept even though we actually feel unbearable pain.

"Click, tick, tick," was the sound of the old stove. There was no spark at all, I tried repeatedly but absolutely no fire came out. I started holding the gas cylinder which happened to be under the stove, I shook it slowly and tried to ring the stove once more. But again and again nothing was removed from the stove.

"After the gas that was in the gas cylinder, I had to make a fire in the stove using firewood.", I said, not even expecting anything in return from someone. It didn't take long for me to make a fire in the furnace. And as usual the fire is always very difficult to start. Now a lot of smoke that filled even covered the kitchen room at that time. Slowly and patiently, but there was no time to give mom a warm drink. ''This can later be used for bathing, Mom, I'm going to the neighbors to ask for a warm drink so Mom can drink it first,' I said to myself as well taking an empty glass.

"Ma'am, if I may ask for warm water to drink my mother, I'm still making hot water but it's not boiling because the stove happened, I just happened to run out of gas cylinders at home and haven't had time to buy them', I said with a pitiful face so that the neighbor could give me a glass of warm water. . 'Wait a minute, where's the glass, I'll get it first,' answered my neighbor by asking for the glass that I brought from home.

Not long after that he came out and brought a glass of water that I asked for, "This is for you, here is money for your needs, there is also some food to eat later with your mother. If you need anything, you can come here, if I still have it and I can afford it, I will help you as much as I can”, so clearly it made me look in the mirror with a mixture of hearts that I couldn't even interpret in the slightest.

'Thank you very much, but I'm in a hurry. May God repay everything', I replied, who immediately rushed to say goodbye because I was very worried about the condition of my mother, whom I had not seen before.

"Mother, drink this first, so that it is a bit fresh and not dizzy. After this mom takes a bath, I have prepared warm water for bathing mom," I said very worriedly, I gave a glass of warm water that I got to mother, saw the water wet the mother's throat one by one with a blank stare. I tried to massage my mother's feet, because I was sure that her feet were sore because she had been working all day at the market.

Even the drink has been swallowed by the mother with the condition that has not changed. "Mother, let's take a bath, the water is already hot", I said to my mother because at that time the Maghrb call to prayer had finished ringing, Mother went straight into the bathroom, I was waiting for her outside for fear of what would happen to Mother, although I understand very well Mother was also very disappointed in me because I have dared to take what is not my right, mother must be very upset because I can and dare to do such cruel things.

Even from the moment my mother did not respond to what I said.

#Life is indeed very cruel, if we do not fight it slowly we will die and will not be able to rise again or you could say we will be buried in the ground. Fight and don't lose, bad days will not always be bad, as well as good days. All are biased and temporary#

It wasn't long before my mother finally came out of the bathroom, and only glanced at me who was sitting in front of the door waiting for her to come out. "Already ma'am?", I asked pleasantly in order to be able to break the silence at that time, but still not a single reply came out of my mother's mouth. Watched and just walked away without answering any questions I had given him. Maybe and even so, mother is still even very disappointed with my behavior, now I feel very guilty. I don't know what can make up for my mistakes, I will change and I will prove that I can be better than this. It was a determination born from the deepest of my heart,

"I just go in, I perform ablution and pray. I will apologize to God because I have done a vile thing like this, maybe God will forgive me and give me the opportunity to repent and also guide me to become a better human being.

The ablution water started to wash my face, it felt very cold and fresh. With a body that even feels very awkward because of the marks from my father's punches or the throws that my father gave me.

After the ablution procession was finished I immediately performed the maghrib prayer in my room, tears in my eyes because of the mistakes I had made, the stupidity that I had done without my awareness, I really regretted it and that was the main reason why I was crying so deeply. Until greetings I still can't hold it all, I bow my head because I feel very ashamed of God.

'Lord, punish me, and do not punish my mother and father for my iniquity. God, give me a harmonious family that will make me a better human being, God protect my father and mother. Forgive me and all my stupidity”, so I prayed in my shortness of breath because of the tears that flowed without wanting to stop.