The reporter and team have finished conducting interviews. They have not succeeded in interviewing Iffah. At the same time, Iffah had just gone to the orphanage accompanied by her best friend named Arini.
"Miss Iffah..."
Arini who was driving the car called Iffah who was beside her. The car contained about 100 boxes of geprek chicken and bottled soybean juice.
"Yeah, how's Mbak Rin?"
"Mbak Iffah controls the restaurant. Hey, isn't it a loss, Ms. every Friday, giving 100 boxes of geprek chicken for free to the orphanage?"
"Yeah engg-..."
Iffah didn't answer, Arini spoke again.
"There are already 100 boxes, not to mention free meals at the restaurant every Friday, about 200 meals. So, a total of 300 foods, not to mention the drinks, also 300. Wow, that's a lot."
"B-but wha…."
Again, his friend cut off Iffah's words. Iffah smiled hearing her best friend speak. He tried to give in because he realized that his best friend was indeed that character.
"It's like this Iffah ... my friend, my best friend from childhood, from unyu-unyu in fact. I mean, that's a lot, right? If you count 1 box of geprek chicken and just drink 20 thousand, now 20 thousand times 300, wait a minute, how much is that?"
As usual, Arini couldn't calm down.
"E-eh, what are you doing?"
"Take the cellphone, I think it's in my bag."
"Well… do what? I'll see you later..."
"Hey, to open the calculator, how much did you count earlier?"
"Astaqfillah ... Oh God ... Hiihh ... I love you Riiin. Already focused on driving, if you wobble a lot, you will crash."
"No, don't, still don't want to die you know! After all, I'm also not married, it's not good if in the afterlife, when I'm resurrected, I don't have a partner. Eh, it seems that Mbak Iffah isn't married yet hehe…"
"Ariniiii… well, focus on driving first…."
"Hehe ... ready Mbak Iffah!"
"Okay, calm down first okay. Have you calmed down?"
"Yes, already ma'am."
"Okay, so the previous one, if you add it up, it's 6 million."
Arini was again surprised.
"Whaaaaaat? 6 million per week, if a month is multiplied by four, it becomes 25 million."
"Eh, 6 million times four why 25 million, not 24 million huh?"
"Yes, it's 24 million, it's the same as the transportation cost, buying car gasoline, sometimes Mbak Iffah is also kind after coming home from the orphanage, I'm invited to go for a walk and buy something. So yeah that's about 1 million. So the total is 25 million."
Iffah sighed.
"Huff... Arini just made it up."
"But, ma'am..."
"What else?"
"So, sis, I want to ask, hmm, won't it be a loss if this continues?"
"How are you?"
Iffah looked at her best friend and Arini tried to explain again.
"I mean, instead of spending up to 25 million per month, shouldn't it be better to save the money? Mbak Iffah's needs are also many."
Iffah smiled hearing her friend's explanation.
"Arini, there is something that regulates the sustenance, so there's no need to worry."
"But 25 million, sis."
"Yes, so what if it's 25 million?"
"Well... you can make expensive skin care that costs 10 million, then our faces will be clear, our skin will be clean. And even then, there's some left, to buy perfume, clothes, there's a lot of it."
Arini did, and once again Iffah tried to understand her character.
"Arini dear. If that's the name we're wasteful. Little by little there is money, made shopping. I'm afraid that I can't control myself. So, you will never be satisfied."
Ari is silent. He began to think about it, then returned to responding to Iffah's words.
"Then just save it, let's let it be a lot."
"If you have a lot, what do you do next?"
"Yeah... keep collecting, so that there will be more."
"If you have a lot of money, then...?"
"Hmm. What's up?"
Arini was confused. Here is Iffah's opportunity to explain.
"Well, I'm confused, haha... I mean like this, we live in a world that only lasts a very short time. We don't even know when we will die, it could be in 50 years, 10 years, or even next week. We never know. So, what's wrong while we are still alive to do as good as we can?"
Arini was silent, contemplating Iffah's words.
"This is just me, thank God. God has made this restaurant business smooth. The turnover is also large per month. At first, I had the same thoughts as Arini, could the money be used to buy clothes, for sightseeing, or buy a lot of houses? But… at one point, I finally realized that there are still people out there who have a hard time eating, out there even many who are unemployed, need money for their lives. So that's why I made a weekly program like that."
"But Mbak Iffah is beautiful. So I really love it, I'm tired, sometimes I help lift it, sometimes it's too hot. It's better to work in a restaurant office, Ms., if you don't have to give alms every week. Once a month you can too. After all, Allah will also understand that Mbak Iffah is also a good person."
"Rin…, in my opinion, being beautiful, kind, and covering aurat is not enough for Muslim women. One thing must be added, namely by being a person who is useful to those around him. I want to be like that, Rin. As long as I can do that why not. It's not easy to be persistent, but I'll still try. I love God. With that I really want to be a good servant."
Arini was touched to hear what Iffah said. The messages of tenderness from Iffah's mouth swept her heart away, as if she made her realize that indeed humans should be kind to one another.
"You love Allah right, Rin?"
Iffah asked her friend softly and gently. After that, Arini looked at Iffah's face. There you can see the eyes of sincerity, they look clear and cool.
"Yes, Ms. Iffah, Arini loves Allah."
Hearing those words, Iffah hugged Arini.
"God loves me too, right, Ma'am?"
Arini, who was still hugging her best friend, whispered long to her.
"God doesn't love Arini, but God really loves Arini..."
Arini's tears spilled down her shirt. Arini began to realize that there is no need to burden the affairs of the world, there is no point in following the lust for worldly adornments, instead of humans being created in the world by God to be tested, which servants have the best faith, those who have good morals, who contribute a lot of goodness.
Not servants who are selfish, happy with wealth, jewelry, houses, then don't want to share, don't want to help each other in need. Allah does not like such a servant.
After their conversation, finally the car they were riding had arrived in front of the orphanage. It looked a bit crowded there, seen some men taking their clothes off the car in front of the orphanage.
Iffah and Arini immediately got out of the car, they were about to go to the orphanage to confirm to the head of the orphanage that the food for the orphans had arrived. House.
"Iffah huh?"
Hearing someone calling, Iffah turned towards the source of the voice. In front of him is a familiar male figure, he is Irfan.