Prayer Changes Everything
episode 3

"all right I finish my laundry first with a few clothes left, then I'll go home" I shouted

he also passed away

"who's coming, mom ? well, it's nice to have to wash it "my grouse quickly

I finally finished washing and took a shower and went straight home with the laundry.

"Asalamualaikum" I said opening the door

welcomed by my happy uyut hug

"Waalaikumussalam, Nisa your hope and prayers are answered son uyut not lie, let's go meet your father" said uyut who was so excited

"masyaaallah, the father's son has become a beautiful girl, longing not the same father has been here hugging father" said someone who is quite handsome and tall

"dad, is this Nisa's father?" my words make sure

"of course this is Nisa's father, Nisa's sweet and smart child will not follow the father's stay with the school father at the place of the father?, the father promises will not leave Nisa again " obviously, while continuing to hug me

"i don't know dad, I have to think about this first" I replied

grandma and Grandpa went home with permission from their foreman

"eh, Ujang (call of grandmother and grandfather to the father's real name Ahmad Hamdani) when to come" said Grandpa while shaking hands with his father

"barusan sir, Ujang wants to take Nisa home so that Ujang takes care of Nisa now" said father

"sorry Jang, Ifah will not give any more that Nisa has agreed to stay with Ifah in the city there to continue school" said Grandpa

"yes already Mr. Ujang will not be selfish, Ujang self-conscious already died Nisa as a child even though Ujang does not want to but you are forcing Ujang to leave Ifah same Nisa" said father bowed.

"don't tell the past we know who's wrong" Grandpa said

"yes, Mr. Ujang asked for one Sunday just so that Nisa stayed with Ujang Eid al-Fitr and Ujang in Ujang village" said the father who happened to be fasting Ramadhan 3 more days to Eid al-Fitr

"Nisa wants to come with me for only 1 week just stay with dad" asked the father

"Yes Nisa's father wants to" I said

I was also ready to pack the clothes that would be worn there.

we finally left after saying goodbye to grandma and grandpa on a motorcycle.

a place that is so far away has been about 3 hours by motorbike, of course, take a break to buy food and clothes for me, and buy 1 stel of women's clothes a little small size from me.

finally we arrived at his village father, greeted grandmother, uncle, aunt and one daughter 3 years younger than me, at that time I wanted to be 12 years old because of my short posture so it looks like 9 years.

"Sisa, please, know this sister Nisa her name is Rahma (designate the little girl) This father's uncle's sister name is Dani (designate a guy who is the same age as me but she is tall) This is her name is aunt Siti's sister's father also (woman married 1 child ) This is his mother's grandmother's father.

I kissed the hands of everyone but my little brother who kissed me.

time passed night came

"So come taraweh" said the father

I also brought Mukena and went with my father to the nearest mosque, the road to the mosque was still dark and there was no lighting and finally we brought a flashlight there.

upon arrival at the mosque many girls and mothers pinched or kissed me

"duhh his son sir ustadz very cute beautiful here sit ma brother, how are you? mom used to live here and you're still a baby now you're a big girl and a pretty girl huh" said someone

"Yes your mother is good often for food and often also chat with her mother" said one mother

I was smiling and I didn't know them.

tarawih prayer was finished we finally went home and went to sleep.