The Power of Praying

A moment before I left the office yesterday, I found a friend of mine, Delvi, was sitting in her chair while closing her eyes with her fingers were meshed each other. She’s praying.

Me, with my oh-so-slengean- style was tempting her. I said “tawwa rajinmu berdo’a, Del”. She was just smiling–as far as I know her, she is a kind girl with thousand smile. Everytime I talk to her, even if I asked something that oh-not-so-important, she always respond me with a smile before she answered.

Right after Delvi smiling, Jessica, the girl sitting beside Delvi answered “Delvi itu rajin nah berdoa. Setiap datang dan mau pulang dia nda lupa berdoa”

And I felt something warm spread my heart.

After tidying up her stuff, She told me why she did so. She said, at the beginning–the first time she worked here–she got much problem. I assumed the problem she got is like what I got. And she thought a lot about it. Then she realized it was because she never pray.

I was surprised, it felt like someone SLAP me right on my cheek.

I did so. The first time I came here, I was just letting it flow.

Delvi is a Christian. But she is an obey one. She told me that after she did praying everyday, her God help her through it all.

Really, I was feeling like I’m slapped right on my cheek. The way she told me her experience made me realize that I’m now so so so so far away from Allah.

I thought a lot in my way home last night.

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