Azan began to sound. Iffah was getting ready so that after the prayer she could go home immediately, so she asked the caretaker for the orphanage to help bring the boxes of food and drinks that were in her car. Five staff at the orphanage moved quickly and moved the food boxes to the dining hall.
From other sightings, children run to the place of ablution, the joy from their faces shines brightly along with the happiness they get. Their togetherness is always framed in the fabric of family ties.
Byurr!
Seen a boy who is a bit nosy. He collected water in the palm of his hand and threw it at his friend. They act like heroes in anime films.
"Hey hiyaa..."
"Ouch, watch out huh..."
"Week…."
"Taste this, my water rasenggan move…."
"Naruto doesn't have kale water rasenggan..."
"Oh yeah rasenggan from the wind huh..."
"Hey hiyaa..."
"Ahh don't care, attack…."
Byar! Byur!
"Oh, kids, the game is over. God, it's going to be wet. Then what about praying when it's wet?"
The caretaker of the orphanage named Santi tries to stop what they are doing. He tried his best to give good and gentle advice, not to hurt their feelings.
One of the children replied to the caregiver's words.
"Ustazah Santi, if you get wet, your clothes will be okay, it's not unclean for praying."
"Yeah, it's okay ustazah...."
The children were in unison with their friends.
"Oh, the children of the ustazah are handsome. Clothes exposed to water are not unclean, but why don't we want to pray, worship God, face God, what if our clothes get wet, okay?
"Shame ustazaaah..."
They unified agree on the answer from the ustazah. Some of them still heard the words that make gemes.
"Come on, those whose clothes are wet are made to pray, God will be angry, then our prayers will not be answered, you know..."
"Oh, my clothes are a little wet. Forgive me O Allah. Allah is Most Forgiving. I'm sorry. Because later I want to pray so that I can get on a helicopter, yes, yes, God. Amen."
That's the behavior of children who make anyone's face will be happy. As Iffah experiences every time she visits the orphanage.
Unfortunately, this time Iffah could not accompany them to eat together, tell stories, and listen to their funny stories.
After performing the Maghrib prayer in congregation, Iffah and Arini said goodbye to the children and the head of the orphanage. They were a little less worried because it was Irfan and Awi who tried to take their place this time.
"Mbak Iffah and Mbak Arini go home first, children, sorry, but next week we will come here again, later we will play together that's great."
As soon as Iffah finished saying goodbye. After that they rushed to the car and Arini was back in control of the car.
"Don't worry, Mbak Iffah, just sit back, everything will be fine, you will get home safely under control."
"Yes, thank you. Don't speed but well."
"Okay, ready Mbak Iffah."
On the way, Iffah is still trying to guess, what is the real purpose of the man named Rayhan wanting to meet her. His heart started to get restless. He then prayed that Allah would take good care of him.
A gem that wants to stay clear. Don't want anyone to have it, until the time is still uncertain.
The sky began to be beautiful. The pitch black began to cover, fortunately there was a neat, compact group of stars, taking turns showing their light.
A few minutes after enjoying the beauty of nature, the car tires stopped. They had arrived in front of Iffah's house. Iffah thanked her best friend for accompanying her. Arini replied to Iffah's thanks and asked for permission to return to the restaurant, maybe there was work that could be helped there.
When you enter the house, you see a white car parked in front of the door. Looks like the guest in question has arrived.
Iffah knocked on the door, going into her house.
"Assalamualaikum Papa, Assalamualaikum Mother..."
"Waalaikumsallam Iffah, mother's child has returned."
Mother Aisyah returned Iffah's greetings, then changed her father who asked Iffah to come into the house and join together in the living room.
"Here, son. Let's join together."
"Yes, Papa."
Iffah sat on the living room sofa right next to her father and mother, while in front of her there was a male guest alone.
"Mr. Rohman, so this is Iffah, right?"
Mr. Rohman, Iffah's father nodded, then explained to Iffah.
"Well, Iffah. His name is Rayhan, the man papa meant when he called Iffah earlier. Rayhan graduated from S2 from Malaysia. Isn't that right, Rayhan?"
"Yes sir. I graduated from the University of Malaya, the Community Dentistry study program."
Mr. Rohman nodded, his cheeks pulled in, a big smile appeared on his face.
"Iffah, Rayhan is an intelligent man, he studied abroad. Another dentist."
Iffah just listened to what her papa said. His hands were tightened on his thighs, his eyes were looking down, he was trying his best to keep his eyes open because Rayhan's seat was right in front of him.
"Njjh, Papa."
Iffah answered briefly.
Rayhan looked at Iffah. Just like other normal men, he also couldn't lie about the beauty of the woman in front of him.
Feeling constantly watched, Iffah looks unable to calm down.
"Pah, Iffah can enter the room for a moment?"
"Why did you just come in a hurry to enter the room?"
"Y-yes Pa. Iffah wants to drink for a while, she's thirsty. Can you Pa?"
Iffah's father sighed.
"At Iffah's front desk there is already a drink, iced juice. Iffah, is it okay to drink this, isn't it?"
"But Pah, Iffah was from outside, the air was a bit cold, so I didn't want to drink ice so I wouldn't get cold. Iffah wants to make hot tea for a while, after drinking it, I'll come back here."
Iffah's father was silent for a moment, Iffah tried to persuade her father to allow it.
"Oh, Dad, Iffah has just arrived, I think she wants to change clothes too. Afraid of the smell of sweat too right?"
Hearing that, Iffah's father seemed to be still considering, but Iffah's mother started to talk, she was pleased to allow Iffah.
"Yeah, Iffah, it's okay to come in first. If mommy is okay, dad seems to be able to do it too. Right Pa? It's okay, Iffah comes in a moment, right? It's a shame the clothes haven't been changed, they're thirsty after the trip. If you force them, your body isn't comfortable, so how do you get sick?"
Mrs. Aisyah also explained to her husband with polite words.
Like it or not, Pak Rohman finally allowed Iffah to enter his room first.
"Sorry, son Rayhan. Iffahnya wants to go to her room first. He finished his activities at the orphanage, just got home."
"Yes sir it's okay. I'm not in a hurry either. Iffah can change clothes first and drink first so that her body doesn't hurt, okay?"
Rayhan agreed with Pak Rohman's words and he tried to talk to Iffah, but Iffah just nodded her head. He tries to maintain the etiquette of talking to the opposite sex.
After getting permission, Iffah stood up, slowly left the living room to go to her room.
Honestly, Iffah was scared.
Is it because of her beauty that men like to look at her?
But doesn't that make women happy because they get recognition?
Yes that's right!
But for Iffah?
Not necessarily!
The beauty of her face, it was as if she felt it was a god-given test.
And Iffah wanted to keep it, as best as possible, as best as possible.