That man is my husband
Cannot Sleep

I was in my room right now, my eyes were still awake, and the night was getting late. I tried repeatedly to close my eyes but the drowsiness did not come. Al results I just fall down, bend the left hand and stick it on the face. While my right hand was busy playing the button on off my sleeping lights. Light up and then I turn it off, flame out, keep it that way until it repeats itself.

I so thought Umma's words earlier, a good and serious man would definitely ask his parents for a daughter to make his wife. Can I hope? hope if the serious one is Mr Lecturer? Hah, it is easy to hope what else if we imagine what we want to be realized.

However, if it had dealt with fate no one could defeat it. As strongly as we hope, as strongly as we strive if it is not his destiny then, yes, it is. Allah SWT knows best for each of His creatures.

I repeatedly read Istighfar, cursing myself for all I could hope for something that might be impossible. Who me? I wish the teacher would be my husband. What if he is married? Can't I be a second wife? Later rich in soap operas again, the second wife persecuted the first wife, Subhanallah, what the hell I am.

It is clear, the intention of Mr. Dosen to claim me as his future wife so that the uncivilized man does not bother me, no more than that.

I pulled the blanket over my entire body, I had to go to sleep immediately and stop to continue to dream of heights, afraid of falling and getting sick.

***

Time was so fast changing, just now I fell asleep the sound of azan suddenly reverberating. My sleepy eyes were forced to open wide because the call to prayer had arrived. Let not the devil rule over us, until we neglect our duty.

I woke up not forgetting to read the prayer after going to bed and then make the bed, although still sleepy due to being unable to sleep overnight. With a shower at dawn I believe the drowsiness can be refreshed. Moreover, the morning bath is very good for health, to improve blood circulation.

Finished bathing and ablution I rushed to Musola to perform congregational Fajr prayers. And I seem to be late, they've been to the body of the couple who gave the morning talk.

If it's like this I can only apologize and will not be late again for congregational prayer. Feel and enjoy if every day we pray together with family, it feels peaceful, peaceful and calm. I am grateful to be born from the family of Abi and Umma, they love their children so much that they never choose what kind of love again compares children to each other. For Abi and umma each child is unique and has its own advantages and disadvantages.

They are also very open to their children, they have nothing to hide including if there is a big problem in the hospital. We are always given the opportunity to express opinions and ideas. Abi said we must learn to solve problems, we are prospective leaders, self-leaders, family leaders, leaders for children and leaders in a company.

The sun has now appeared, the dark sky is now bright. The effects of not being able to sleep seem to affect now. Although it has been bathing at dawn, the drowsiness is still tacky. If this is how I dare not bring my own motor, I better go with Aa than to force myself and be fatal.

I approached Aa Rey who was heating her sports bike. Actually a bit lazy if you have to ride the bike, but, how else, there is no other choice.

"A, ice to college with Aa, yeah?"

Aa glanced at me then refocused on the bike.

"Tumben, instead of kapok will not ride the Aa motorbike again," said Aa.

"Yes, but, this is Emergency A, I couldn't sleep last night. It's drowsy, I'm carrying my own motorbike," I explained to Aa.

"Why can't you sleep? Not usually," A Rey probed with her eagle eyes that kept staring suspiciously at me.

"Aa, really, kepo! How about not?"

"Clearly why can't you sleep? Do not-don't-don't watch Drakor, yes," Aa's accusation is unreasonable.

"Duh, A, since when did Ais like this drama? No, Iah!"

"It doesn't know either, A."

"Or don't-don't. end the phone with her boyfriend, yeah. Aa told Umma to be with Abi if you were dating, you know."

"O Allah, Aa ngeselin. Everything is wrong, nothing really! Last night I had a stomachache so I couldn't sleep!"

I had to lie, if it wasn't like that Aa wouldn't stop asking.

***

When I got to college, I went straight to class. There will be morning classes soon and I won't be late. I didn't intentionally argue with Mr. Zain, and somehow I became salting like this.

"Where are you going? why go not say," asked Mr. Zain attention.

"I. i...."

By Allah, I cannot say anything. This mouth is suddenly difficult to speak.

"I what?" ask Mr. Zain.

"That's...."

"Yes, what?"

Huh, I tried to calm myself down. By putting your hands behind your back and clenching them. The goal is to calm me down.

"I don't like being in a position like yesterday. Seeing the Father with the man staring at each other and I saw that gaze was filled with my competition...."

"And you're scared? That so?"

Mr. Zain was seen sighing then looking at me and I was immediately downcast.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. Honestly, I also don't know why I can act like yesterday. I don't think I'd accept seeing you bothering him."

Dear God, I always felt a fresh wind coming at me when I heard Mr. Zain's words. It was like I was flying and through the clouds.

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry, sir, it looks like I need to get to his class soon. I'm almost too late."

"alright. Again forgive my attitude from yesterday."

I just answered with a nod. Then leave Mr. Zain alone. Sometimes I look back and smile at Mr. Zain who still sees me.