
"Sir, wake up, dawn" said Jaka.
I who felt that I heard nothing, asked Jaka among my unconscious.
"No one has yet to make an Adhan. My ears are always stirred when I hear the Adhan." I responded so.
"Astaghfirullah, already a brother." he said with a little voice.
Jaka also pulled my right ear, forcing my eyes to open because of the reflex to accept the pain.
"If you've been gini-little can certainly be horrified."
And it turns out true, the Adhan still reverberates to the temple "hayya ala salat."
My body tries to get out of bed, my feet try to step immediately to take the water.
I was surprised that something felt different this morning than usual. The whole arrangement of my muscles and bones felt so light.
No longer my room that I used to make a place of prayer, now I decided to return to visit the musholla in my village.
After the prayer, many neighbors asked me how I was doing. There were also some residents who suddenly invited me to come to their house to pick up a cake.
I don't really know what that attitude means either.
Trying to stay positive, I also agreed to their invitation.
Bu Wahyu, whose house is indeed attached to the musholla, gave a bowl of pudding made by him.
Ms. Cokro, whose home is in the corner of the T-junction that people always pass when going to the mosque, gave me a bottle of herbal drinks that he said could help maintain endurance.
Thank you to both of them with all my heart, their affection is like this and I cannot deny it.
Until I finally got home, greeted with a statement coming out of Jaka's mouth.
"Alhamdulillah, indeed this Mbak brings blessings. Just healed, already got snacks" he said with a little laugh.
I also smiled when I heard that.
The pudding and drink I received from Bu Wahyu and Ms. Cokro was served on the table.
"This is, the pudding from the Lord of Revelation. While this drink, from Ms. Cokro." I said while pointing at the two.
It didn't take long as it seemed for Jaka to determine what to do with those two dishes.
He immediately picked up a spoon, blisters, and a small cup of his favorite stainless.
Cut into small pieces the pudding and Jaka directly devoured it.
Moreover, the pudding I brought seemed to have just been removed from the refrigerator. There was a thin layer of ice on it when I received it from Miss Revelation.
In my mind, I felt very happy to see Jaka enjoying that simple pudding.
Just wait for time until he sipped a herbal drink made by Bu Cokro. I can't wait to see how he reacts.
"Sir, what is this?" tanyanya while tasting pudding.
"Don't know, Mrs Cokro didn't say either. Just saying that it's good for the body's immunity." I said.
"I can't drink, Ma'am?"
Without giving any answer, I just nodded.
Jaka immediately poured the herbs into a cup and gulped it down.
The first hiccup, his face immediately changed as if to signal to everyone that the Jamu had an unusual taste.
The taste is not for a thirst-busting drink.
"Mbak, pahitt.." she cried with a silly face.
I also laughed out loud. I don't know why even though I felt sorry for my sister but still I couldn't help but laugh.