Prayer Changes Everything
episode 9

dad was so overwhelmed with us who were both drunk on the trip.

because we were tired and weak we fell asleep on the bus until the bus we were riding to the destination.

getting off the bus we still have to take the angkot twice, not far enough.

we finally arrived.

mother works as a craftsman making woven from bamboo if she is called a room, mother's house is also on the side of the highway which is quite crowded and passing vehicles.

"masyaaallah Rani, Nisa's mom is really kangen with you" mother welcomed and hugged us.

we were treated to a delicious meal of mother's cooking, and to me it was mother's cooking that was delicious and longing.

The first day at home mom just rested because she was very tired.

Yes behind the mother's house there are rice fields and small irrigation and shower water for bathing, because sebrang highway that rock mountain so well here the water is white like rock water, rock water, but if the rain continues the water is murky if it has been a while not raining the water is rather clear but if the water is a little he will be colored rock water.

Coincidentally it has not rained for a long time so a little water .

Shower in the shower.

The saw is so much but it's the rice fields of people not our rice fields, and across the rice fields there is also a big river river name cimandiri river.

After a few days at home my mother knew some of the neighbors' children were ignorant, good and evil of course everyone was different character.

Because I like fishing finally I often secretly go to the big river to fish from noon to afternoon of course the same other two-year-old neighbor child with me his name is Mirna, until one day I was caught with mom and dad.

"Nisa fishing in cimandiri kah" asked the mother

"Yes ma'am sorry not permission for sure mom won't let me pegi" said I

"Having known not to give permission why it was still gone, Nisa remembered that it was not Grandpa's artificial pond in the river that was very dangerous, you women are still at a small if drowning carried by the current no one how hollow there is a quiet place" said the mother a little loudly

Dad just shook his head

"Next time can't ya" said mom

Finally we took a shower and immediately prayed Ashar.

Mirna has an older brother named ishal and Uncle his name is Ridwan and his younger brother is Rani his name is doni.

Ishal is quite handsome with a high stature, Ridwan is a bit short of ishal but not too ugly.

after a week at home there is no work, I finally joined with Mirna to the mosque, it turns out that there are many who learn to teach maybe about 12 people including 3 men and the rest women.

we always leave the four kemusholas that is me, Mirna, Rani and Doni.

the first day I was embarrassed because I was the first.

many people met me and became good friends.

among them Nuri is another 1-year-old woman with me, Aray is another 2-year-old man with the same age as Mirna, and a 20-year-old parishioner who is quite handsome and white.

until the interval of three days is so strange all friends ask for my phone number, of course because I do not have a phone then I do not give any number.

mother was my best friend at that time she heard all my curses and all my complaints

"someone's mom asked for my phone but I don't have a phone so I don't love it" I said

"Nisa just wear a mother's handpone, we use both yes" said the mother