The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 6

Airin took a quiet breath, keeping the money from Grandma and Grandpa into his pants pocket. Airin tidied up the hijab she was wearing, then slowly came out of the room that was a few minutes away.

Airin turned his head as he was about to step away, Grandpa and Grandma were still in the room like they did not want to see Airin.

'This is the karma that Mona means?' ask Airin.

"Grandfather, Airin said goodbye first," said Airin as he knocked on his Grandpa and Grandma's room. But the disgrace brought by Airin made Grandpa and Grandma feel foreign, there is no reason from the two even though Airin waited long enough in front of the room. Airin pulls his suitcase out of Grandpa and Grandma's house.

Tired who had not gotten a break while traveling to his Grandpa Village, now had to walk another 4 kilometers to get out of the Village to get the Bus.

"Where are you going, Neng?" said a middle-aged man, with his old motorbike stopped in front of Airin.

"I'm going to the terminal" Airin replied awkwardly.

"oh, yes it's between brothers until the stop. Kasian is on the road. If it's already this afternoon, there are rarely angkot passing," said the man.

Airin was silent for a moment, then sat down on the splat and held her suitcase.

"At least God sent a helper for a moment, I am very grateful," said Airin.

The journey is quite long, passing through steep rocks because many roads are not yet paved. The middle-aged man who had been silent did not talk much while riding, at least making Airin relieved so that he could enjoy the beautiful scenery in the afternoon.

Arriving at the bus terminal, the old blue motorbike stopped and Airin got off.

"Thank you, sir" said Airin.

"Yes neng, 50 thousand," replied the man turned his head.

Airin frowned, apparently the man asked for a wage.

Airin then gave the money requested and then sauntered down the bus terminal to find a counter, the goal this time will return to Bandung. But not go home, but try to live independently by contracting a house.

On his way, Airin was pensive non-stop. His mind was in a directionless gargle. Only the tears she wiped and the hunger she endured.

Down at the stop, this time Airin tried his luck living on the Asia-Africa road, away from his home in Padalarang. Airin walked to the gold shop with the intention of selling earrings given by his mother who he currently wears for his capital to survive and look for a rented house.

"Two and a half grams of this," said the gold shop employee.

"So?" suhut Airin is confused.

" It can only be one million and eight hundred" replied the clerk.

Airin was silent for a moment, staring at the pair of earrings above the storefront. His hands back and forth wanted to receive the money or to keep back the earrings, the only treasure he had.

"Is that money enough for a tenement and for me to hold on until I get a job?" airin Mumm.

"Where's the tea, so?" ask the store clerk, looking at Airin..

"It's tea, the money" said the employee. Some money goes into my pocket.

Airin began to wander again down the narrow alleys of the city, the, looking at some boarding house writing then try to enter it one by one until he finds a comfortable place to live later and also the main point is the cheap price.

"500 cosongan, if 700 there are cabinets and foam mattresses," said a middle-aged woman who stood in front of him with a ruffled waist. Several golden streaks coiled around the neck and hands dazzled the eyes of Tirin to the point of unfocusedness.

"700 only, ma'am." replied Airin as he turned to the room he was going to occupy.

"Have ID?" ask the owner of the rental house.

"Not yet" answered Airin.

"Then? student boy? Where's the school?" ask the rental owner carefully, while staring at Airin from the tip of the hair to the tip of the head.

"Near here alone" replied Airin still bowed.

"This is not free! do not take men in carelessly and stay overnight" said the owner firmly.

Airin nodded loudly, then took out 700 thousand money from his pocket and gave it to the rental homeowner.

"Remember not to be noisy at night!" said the owner firmly, then walked away.

Airin entered the room with a size of three times four that will be occupied. There is enough bathroom just to stand and squat on the toilet, then a small sink on the corner side. Single-sized bed that is enough just for the body of Airin stretched without moving and 3-stacking cabinets next to it.

Airin sprawled her body over the bed, staring at the small lamp right above her. Slightly claustrophobic and very hot, small vents are above the door frame, without the window feeling stuffy can not be avoided.

"Astaghfirullah," lamented Airin looked at her messy, long-sleeved t-shirt that rolled almost to the elbows, dirty trousers, and also a veil soaked in sweat.

"Is this the start I have to face to become an adult?" murmured Airin, while removing her hijab.

Airin took out a pile of clothes in the suitcase and arranged them into the closet. After that go out to borrow a broom from the next boarding room. Clean the room until clean, after that rushed a shower to perform the worship of magrib prayer.

With tears piled up in the eyes, after the reading Istighfar finished he said, not restrained and fell wet his face. The roar of tears is mixed with regrets that may be difficult to get forgiveness from the Creator. His hands and lips trembled as the recitation of the verse of the chair was chanted, as the difficult reading for Airin continued to the end because he was very humiliated with himself.

Istighfar echoed in his heart, as his lips were restrained with falling tears. His eyes bowed not daring to look at the sky which witnessed the despicable behavior of one night that Airin did.

"Mother, I'm sorry Airin ...," a sentence that can be said from afar. Her heart trembled in light of the smile of her Mother who always came to greet her when she came home, and was sliced when her Mother turned her face when Airin left the house, as if there was no love that Airin could see again in her mother's eyes.

"Mother, I'm here .., I will try to improve myself to be better than yesterday" Airin said.

With her body resting on the prayer mat, Airin wept so much that she let go of the burden in her heart and mind. Trying to get up by defending the life that was in his stomach. Hope this decision will never make him regret, because after all Airin knew having children without a husband would be the ingredients of ridicule and ridicule from others and inevitably must be ready to accept it all.

"I hope that even if I don't reveal this child to you, I want God to also remind you not to make the same mistake as others." a whisper of prayer was addressed to the Man who made him shackled.