Trapped the World

Knockin insistent from the door of the contract managed to wake didi from his dream. Still in consciousness that has not yet recovered, only the eyes are open, and briefly ... what has he just heard? Soon the pounding came back clear, this time even louder than ever accompanied by a man's shout.

"Mas .. !! Maaaassss .. !! "
It seems to be familiar with his voice.

"Mba, is this somebody not?"



Ouch .. that must be him. What other reason should I say? Disastrous.

Fear and confusion mixed with strange feelings suddenly struck at the doi. A few days earlier he had tried to look everywhere but still failed, didi also not find a loan.

Shortly after turning his brain, he ventured to the door that had been noisy since the sound of banging. Though uncertain, the door of the rent opened slowly. Didi realized that while he was carrying his own mistakes, but he tried to stay calm. Now he was right in front of the man.

"Will the rent be paid anytime? already dated what now? "Ask the father of the rented guard as he flipped through the receipt sheet.
"Duuhh ... yes sir ... sorry ... if now there is no pack, because yesterday there is a need for impromptu, tomorrow or tomorrow if there is definitely I anterin to father's house." Full doubts didi try to convince the old man with the answer origin, he was not sure will earn money on that day.

"But surely when is mas? !! I do not want to rich yesterday, Mas had said there, then want dianterin, but the proof is where? !! Until now there has not been a mas !! "His voice rose, the chat in the morning suddenly became the center of attention of some neighbors. Looks like he's really upset this time.
"Yeah sir sorry ... But tomorrow I try another sir."

"This mas actually can pay not? !! Because of mas, it's the second time I have to borrow money for the monthly rented deposit! "It was clear the expression of anger in there, but his view was like thinking something.
"But yes already ... I love time for the last time, tomorrow I wait at home, if still not there please find another rent."

Didi took a deep breath and then breathed hard after the old man actually left. Still behind the closed door, she dropped to her knees, then stroked her hair with both palms and went down and stopped right on her face. It feels a little relieved now, no more pounding and at least he's safe for the day, but it does not diminish the slightest clutter in his head. Didi must quickly find a way to keep his promise tomorrow.

Hope no one saw, the next day didi issued a motor and then locked and locked the door rented. This morning usually the neighbors have not been out of the house. It's an opportunity, going for a time that he can not confirm when it's back.

Along the way, he kept hoping that the friends he was going to visit could now help him. Because, this time he must really and quickly get the money.

Without further ado, when he arrived at the destination, was immediately greeted warmly by his friend, Bani.

"Are you sure today is not going to work?" The friend started the conversation while preparing a drink.
"Yes tires. Because I can not focus work if my situation like this. I do not know where else to go for loans. "
"Yeah, I understand, but as I said earlier, I also really can not help you now, on. Yes maybe this is the name of rice has become porridge, if your mind is not sebuntu it surely all this will not happen, right? "
True what the bani say, I am stupid, why is this self so easily blinded by money, Ckckkk.

In silence, didi try to examine the words of his friend. He bowed, remembering the moment he was underestimated, ignoring what would happen, almost all his salary he'd spent on his desk in the last two months, not to mention the promise he'd made the other day.



For an instant he is aware of something that soon his mistakes will soon be increased, he will repeat his mistakes again, he will disbelieve.

"But okay, if for a while, you can stay here first in, it's okay, let me try to help with loan also."
"Thanks tires."

It only takes 10 minutes now the children are now neat and ready to go to work. While pulling out the motor, he said goodbye to the didi who continued to sit leaning and watching the tv with his loving eyes.
"I'm leaving first at. Oh yes, since you have no grip at all, later in the day if you want to eat my money aja, it's on top of the cupboard I'm ready. "
Without asking for an answer, Bani immediately closed the door and turned on the motor engine and then departed.

Time keeps turning minutes and hours, but didi still not move because he was busy thinking about something in order to keep his promise. Occasionally just open the phone with a myriad of hopes there are reply to embarrassing messages that he sent to several numbers in his contacts. But alas, for some reason luck has not sided with him.

Until the end of dzuhur too, didi also got no answer. Until now he felt asleep with the hp still clasped. Not yet had her sleep reaping dreams, she moaned softly, her eardrums like catching something. Blinking his eyes, the voice became even more audible. Oh it turns out the sound of the call to prayer, remembered, beside the rent there is a mosque. I do not know what attracted him to sit down immediately, then got up and prepared himself.

Cckkk ... didi suddenly annoyed. As usual, in the midst of his preparations, laziness began to arise and his mind came back to collide. Even so, this time he could not resist his conscience. Though her mind was full of doubt but her feet continued to move, until now she really was in the mosque. There was a longing in his chest. Yes, because this place, his favorite place first. I do not know how many years he was not facing himself in the mosque.

After the prayer he reflected. It had been a long time since he had felt this calm air. Her heart was suddenly cool and relieved. Dzikir and prayer sequentially he chant in the heart, unconscious vision didi start blur, turned out at the end of his eyes there are puddles, then poked and flowed just past his rough cheek acne scars. Didi deliberately let her tears continue to flow, because in every drop of her tears she felt the increasing serenity.

30 minutes already he bowed, then rose when feeling like there is a pat on the back. When standing, there was no one other than him as he turned his gaze around the corner of the mosque.

Who was that? Ah, maybe I just feel it.

Without thinking, didi then went home. In front of the mosque while picking up one spine long distances, he approached someone.

Didi? "
"Ehh, jamal?"

"Wow, it just so happened you were in. Can not you please? "
"Can.."
"Do you know the board of DKM mosque is not?"

Have not had time to answer, suddenly come a father and turn to ask the jamal, "Emm .. permissions, want to find the mosque administrator? If you can know what it is necessary? "
"Oh yes sir, this is it .. we both just want to share a little sarong and mukena from some volunteers pack, because yesterday there was someone who accidentally stop by here then menginfokan if in this mosque is not yet available sarung or mukena, so we immediately come here. Maybe you know the caretaker? "

"Subhananllah ... yes, of course I know mas. Because the chairman of the mosque here is ya .. me. "
"Alhamdulillah ... it's a coincidence yes sir."
"Yes, let's go into my house first."

Jamal and his friends then follow the footsteps of the father, who was also diled dili dilal beside them.

Coming home from there didi ask for jamal and his friend stopped by for rent briefly. There was a glimmer of hope in his heart. Without further ado, he returned temenung for a moment and then told all the problems that happened to him. For the umpteenth time didi get more awareness and more regret for his mistake when jalal and his friend try to give a little comment and advice to him.

"I can just help you in, coincidentally I still have a little savings, but if you can, can you help me first?"

Like a flower that blooms in the morning, now faces changed, no longer wilt like before.
"Alhamdulillah .. of course the mall. Whatever it is I am ready to help as best I can. "
"Well, now you get ready first, we have to go to 10 more mosques today, that's in front of your bike, right?"
"Ready boss." High spirits began to come out of her.

At around 21:00 they finally managed to spread the sarong and mukena in 10 mushola. Although there are some mosques that are located far nan remote, but alhamdulillah their affairs are given smoothly by him until finished. Didi not go home, he was invited jamal to his home.

Arrived at the destination, they immediately clean up the body then get together in the living room. Jamal came out of his room and gave an envelope to the didi.

"Is this a mall?" Asked Didi.
"That's a little money you need."
"Alhamdulillah .. thank you mall, Thank you ..." Didi again sumringah.

Not long Didi say goodbye. Because that same night he must immediately handed over his money, so that the next morning no more noise from the door of his rented house.

Ah, that voice again. Not that I paid him last night.

The door banging came back, very loud, even now his voice was closing in and moving to the window. But suddenly lost, seconds of hp in genggamanya vibrate.

Oh, there's an incoming call, Bani?

Soon he picked up, "Hello, yeah tire .."
"What are you doing in? I call it not answered, open the door !! "
"Yeah, ya tire, sorry .."

He opened the locked door from inside.
"You sleep, yes? I've been banging too. "
"Ehhh .. yes tire .. sorry .."
"That was you sleeping, television not dimatiin? Ccckkk .. Aduuuh ... didi .. didi .. "

As if ignoring the grumbling of the children, didi start getting upset again, realizing that what he had experienced was just a dream.

Ckkkk ... shit !! Resentment reappeared in his heart. Didi again struggled to rack her brain, figuring out what else to do. Still, it was only the deadlock he found. She's out of stock of friends who can be reached.

"Never mind, do not be sad so dong .. ya have a little help from my workmates." Bani approached him and mneyodorkan an envelope while mesem.
"Is this a tire?"
"Well .. just open it."

He opened a soft envelope in his hand.
"Alhamdulillah .. thanks tires, thanks .. this is real new .."
"You mean, on?"
"Oh .. it's okay tires."

Well, maybe this is a hint from him so I can share and use the sustenance I get for more useful things.
And surely, I will never again be trapped in that deviant way.