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After Panji finished eating the two talked, Mr. Rosyid his name, one of the senior citizens of the complex which is generally filled by young couples. Mr. Rosyid works as a private driver for a lawyer, during his holidays he is the one who devoted his time to the care of the musholla. Feeling the hospitality of Mr. Rosyid, Panji told me a little about himself, although he did not tell the actual incident why he got injured and stayed at the musholla warehouse. Mr. Rosyid felt the anxiety that Panji was experiencing.

"If you have no purpose to stay here, at least until your wounds heal, sleep in Musholla, do not need to be in the warehouse, I will tell security here about your existence. Your body size seems to fit my child, later I have my child give some clothes for you."

"Mother doesn't suspect me? It's possible that I'm a drug dealer or a fugitive who's hiding from the police," Panji who from the beginning was astonished by Mr. Rosyid's attitude, finally asked.

Pa Rosyid patted Panji on the shoulder.

"At first yes, but I watched you from last night when you prayed Isya alone, until you cleaned up the musholla, no bad person still had time to clean the musholla when you could just leave, he said, I only saw a young man in despair! I love seeing young people who have problems but instead seek their God! Don't worry about your future Promise, God will show you the way."

Panji's heart became a little excited, he was still confused about where to go, his initial intention was to return to the cost of taking clothes and other items. His desire was also to find out how his manager's final condition after being knocked unconscious. Both of them could not be done today. Finally Panji could only nod and say thank you to Mr. Rosyid.

After two days of staying dimusholla, during there he did not forget to chant adhan every prayer time. The banner also cleans the weeds around the musholla. This afternoon Panji was across the street from where he worked. He observed from a stop not far from across from his office, hoping that there was a friend he could ask for information to find out the last condition in his office. The lunch hour was almost over but no one he knew came out of his office, Panji just kept watching from the stop, suddenly his hand was blocked by a man.

"Finally caught you! Come with us to the office!" The voice of a large-bodied man with full satisfaction while blocking Panji's hand back, It turns out that his existence is already known to the security. They secretly ambushed Panji from behind. The banner could only resign when the two security guards flanked and blocked his hands forcing him to walk, when they almost crossed suddenly they were startled by the voice holding them back.

"Wait on! Leave him here! You guys go back to the office!" The voice came from a woman behind them. The woman said firmly.

The two security guards turned around to see who ordered them, after knowing who the woman was the two looked at each other, they were worried.

"Sorry Mr. Ratna, but Mr. Burhan's order is to arrest this man to be handed over to the police station!" One said firmly trying to dispel his doubts.

"Sir Burhan has handed this business to me, do you not see today Mr Burhan has entered the Work?" The tone of his voice was getting higher his eyes bulged looking at the two security earlier sharply.

Ms. Ratna is one of the staff in Panji's office. Panji did not even know how much influence he had for them, let alone looking at the appearance of Buu Ratna who still looked very young, maybe her extraordinary care to look young, he doubted that the two security guards had taken it off. The two security forces were still worried about facing the glare of Bu Ratna's eyes. After whispering for a while the two nodded at each other and took off Panji's hand.

"Allah Ma! This child We're handing over to Ratna's mother!" The two nodded to Bu Ratna in a respectful manner then left the two towards the office.

Ratna's mother continued to observe the two until the two had already crossed the street and arrived at their office.

"You! Follow Me!" The banner that was still in disbelief released by the two security guards was jumped to hear the orders of Ms Ratna, she did not dare to look at the woman. Ms. Ratna hurried, Panji followed her from behind, after walking some distance and hidden, Ms. Ratna just stopped her steps, she entered a coffee shop and let the banner sit in front of her

"What's Mr Burhan Bu's condition?" That sentence finally came out of Panji's mouth.

Bu Ratna sighed, she still looked at Panji, this time her gaze was softer, she smiled amusedly at Panji who was now very desperate and resigned to his fate.

"Sir Burhan is cured, Mr. Burhan has entered work today."

Panji looked at Ms. Ratna with her mouth open as if she could not believe what she had heard.

"It's healed?" Panji repeated his question still with a look of disbelief.

"Yes healed, even to my confusion he looked healthier than before. You know that, right? Mr. Burhan always looks pale, like holding back pain, so he is always angry when there is a little wrong. But today is very different. He looked very fresh, his face looked bright, all day he was so happy.

"Alhamdulillah then, then what is my fate in the office?" Panji is hoping for his luck.

" Unfortunately your termination letter was made the day after the beating, you can no longer work there, I can not help, sorry Panji," This time the voice of Ms. Ratna trembled weakly.

"No, ma'am, my path has to be this," Panji answered trying to be optimistic even though his heart grimaced like a wound hit by lime.

"You don't know me Panji?"

" I'm sorry mom, I've only been here for two months, I don't know what you're working for there, sorry if I'm sassy!" Panji.

"That's not what I mean! I'm not in the office! As a person do you know me?"

Now that Panji looked at Bu Ratna in surprise, he tried to observe Ms Ratna's face but he could not recognize her, Panji shook his head.

"You remember Prasetyo, your old schoolmate?"