Salsa diligently makes various types of fried foods and then sells it to every house around where she lives. Yes, at least from the results he sells these fried foods, he can survive.
"Salsa, right? Wow, your fried food is really delicious, to be honest, I'm really addicted, "said a housewife.
"I totally agree, my fries seem to be losing, haha!"
"Buy 7 more, Sa, for the kids at home," continued another.
“Ah, ladies, you can embarrass Salsa. 7 more, ma'am? But there are only 5 left of fried, Salsa also plans to make a cake too," said Salsa while putting the fried food in a plastic bag.
"Well, that's fine, just five. Cake? Hm, we-we're curious about how it tastes haha."
"Ah, thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. Salsa is very happy to know all of you, I didn't expect it."
Pak Eko Prasetyo or better known as Pak Pras, is taking notes on who is present or not in his class today.
“Ramadan salsa? Salsa? Ramadan?"
No answer. He looked around for a moment, the seat was empty. This has happened 2 times, but he made sure this time Salsa would not be tolerated anymore.
“Anyone know where Salsa is? Ramadan Salsa? Ah yes, one of you please call Salsabila Putri Ramadhani. He's Salsa's twin," said Pak Pras then continued the lesson he wanted to explain.
Sabila was surprised when he got a direct call earlier. He was scared and nervous too. Why doesn't Salsa go to college? Did it stop? Ah, that's impossible. Sabila is also nervous when he remembers that the clothes he is wearing now are clothes that lack material, it might happen again and now there is no Salsa who will defend him.
"Excuse me, I'm Sabila. May I come in?"
“Want to come in? With the state of your clothes that lack the material? Tch, wait there."
Duar! It really hurts. It's wrong, but at least don't speak honestly, plus there are many pairs of eyes that look directly at him.
"Where's Salsa?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Are you his brother or not?"
"There's a problem at home and I don't know where Salsa is. I'm also looking for it, if there is no interest, Sabila says goodbye to return to class. Thank you," said Sabila and then left.
Elsewhere, Mama Nia was sitting on a bench in a mosque. He again remembered everything about the mosque. And also his first fight with his best friend.
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“Farhan, why are you still there? Do you want to pray?" Kania reminded Farhan.
"You go first, Nia. I'll follow," replied Farhan with a smile.
"Those memories, Nia, how can I forget this feeling for you?" Farhan thought then continued his steps towards the mosque which was not far from the lake.
Fifteen minutes later.
"Sorry, have you seen Kania? I mean a beautiful woman in a hijab?" asked Farhan to several women.
"No," they answered.
"Where have you been, Nia? Why do you always scare me. Yes, Nia! I'm afraid of losing you, very afraid," Farhan thought as he continued to walk.
Suddenly it started raining and some people stopped their activities and took shelter. But Farhan? He even broke through every drop of rain that fell from the sky. He had been in the rain for fifteen minutes, but why didn't he find any trace of his beautiful elf?
Finally Farhan remembers the place that Nia likes. He immediately ran towards the place. Sure enough, her beautiful fairy was there crying over her twin sister's grave.
"Nia, forgive your sister. I know it's not easy, but didn't you say the highest level of someone who truly loves is to be sincere? Then why haven't you let go of your sister yet?" said Farhan as he squatted down.
Did I forget to introduce Rania? Rania Ratu Ramadhani? 3R, oh apparently not yet. OK, I'll introduce you.
Rania Ratu Ramadhani. Is the twin sister of Kania. I don't know it all just happened. Rania is suffering from brain cancer. But the disease can be cured, right? If only Kania didn't force her father to fish in the lake and didn't force her sister to come along, surely her father and sister would still be with her now.
It's stupid that 12 year olds don't know what to do when they see their father and twins drown because they want to pick up a fishing line that is stuck. Kania accidentally slipped, making her father accidentally let go of his cradle from Rania. As a result, Rania fell into the lake. His father was beyond shocked. He immediately threw himself to save his first child, but the father forgot that he couldn't swim.
The result was only three hours of police searching for the whereabouts of Rania's father and father. It did find it but lifeless. One month her mother never spoke to Kania. Only time will tell and allow her to accept the fact that the creator loves her husband and first child more than she loves him. ****
"Never mind, Kania, I know it's not your fault."
"It's my fault, I'm stupid! I'm a murderer! I'm a sinner! I'm useless in Ummi's eyes!"
"Enough! Kania, look at me! Look! You're not wrong, you're smart, you're not a murderer, you're not a very sinner, I'm sure you are a precious treasure owned by your Ummi, Nia," said Farhan while hugging Kania's body in his arms. in the middle of a heavy rain and in the middle of a public cemetery.
"Why are you still by my side until now, Farhan?" The question from Kania suddenly made Farhan let go of his arm.
"Answer me, Muhammad Farhan!"
There was no answer at all from Farhan's mouth, he just kept silent. He was even confused as to why he was still always by the side of Nia, whom he loved. I don't know, maybe it's love.
How could he answer, Farhan even always dared to be by Kania's side so that she could always rely on him in any matter even though he knew that sometimes Kania was not even reachable. She just doesn't know when she should feel the happiest in the world.
Kania, who was still sobbing, didn't say anything else. He only sobbed occasionally and looked around. Likewise with Farhan who was eager to try to calm Kania down with a hug, but he didn't dare because he was not a muhrim and would be considered untrue by people who saw him. He loves Kania, and since when those feelings have all changed just for Kania.
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Kania sighed again, so many memories with Farhan that sometimes she forgets that her husband is not Farhan. She had never lived with Farhan as more than a friend, but lately those memories had popped up in her mind more than the domestic life she had ever had, memories with her ex-husband didn't even appear that much.