Reason
Bitter so felt in his throat pengkal every time he swallowed saliva. A rumbling sound always came from the direction of his stomach protesting to the owner who did not give his right. I do not know how many days he did not eat but this is not from his desire, whether to have a trauma is a very disgusting thing hinga he must experience all these things. All the things he can fulfill must always be fulfilled but there is only one thing that he did not want to fulfill. He lived in a very respected family in his area, the elder became a cleric in the village, the deceased mother was the leader of the union of Muslim mothers, and his elder brother in a boarding school famous. But what is wrong if he is different from the rest of his family, he realizes he can not be like them and therefore wants to be himself.
"Is my wish wrong? But hear me have a reason ... "muttered the trembling voice as the rustling sound of the bottom of the floor with the rough dusty floor, the young woman staring with pitiable eyes but she could not say a word and then flattened the skinny body. Large cloth that covered almost all parts of his body from head to knee was flying when the owner's figure walked quickly leaving his exile. The graceful figure he used to call the sister hurriedly abandoned himself by holding his tearful voice by locking the lips tightly.
As the night came toward the cold began to burst into the hut, a loud sound came from the village mosque. Yes, of course he kept the voice because it was the voice of a man who had given his life the opportunity to live this world, but lately the figure had become cold to him. Again he wondered what his mistake was, the more he thought he was less understanding of what he had done wrong. Adzan Maghrib's voice tonight sounds so thrilling that the little girl's body is shaking.

The sound of footsteps approaching, there are some small children through the place he was in isolation. They walked happily and clasped mukena rolls in their prayer mats, not forgetting the scriptures also perched beautifully in their small hands. How jealous he wanted to do such a time again but it was impossible. After his eyes trailing the crowd of small children he felt lonely again ambushed him. There was a clinking sound as if there were bells clashing with each other but he was sure it was just his imagination.
Suddenly the door beside herself opened and brought up an unexpected figure, the lips of this small girl trembled calling the name of this figure "A-abah? I have a reason ... "he said incredulously. Behind the figure of the well-built man stood a beautiful figure nan gracefully raises the white mukena bone. He vaguely smells the perfume he wore, the smell he always kissed as a child and was in his beloved belly. "Before it's too late, we leave immediately. Immediately bathe and perform ablution, then follow to the mosque "said the abah and walk medahului. "Aishah, help your sister" he orders a few steps from them to stand up, painstakingly ladies her brother up and walk into the house.
"You should just obey it, it does not need to be like this for several days" said Aisha by slipping her sister's clothes to then wash with warm water. Only silence can be done by this figure, after everything is done they go to praying and praying congregation.
The atmosphere when they are in the mosque feels very solemn with shalawat who chants to glorify His name. The tears of this young girl again dripped as to how she had angered her so much that she had to be punished in painful exile, if it was not her brother who fed her secretly she might have starved to death and would not be in this one place, although sometimes he does not eat the food because hunger does not come.
When they arrived at home, the meeting took place between himself and the whole family. He sat in front of all the members of the family with a huddled attitude and mukena still wrapping his whole body. "Marwah, do you know this time we have revoked your punishment and have you felt a deterrent?" Asked the abah with to the point, this girl can only bend her head and nod slowly. "Then you are willing to wear a hijab?" Asked the abah this time Marwah's face immediately staring into the eyes of her abah frightened. Her little head shook her head slowly, her manner made her angry but could only taam in her anger. "Marwah, you better follow the words of abah. Wearing hijab is also a must in our religion "said the older sister with a subtle tone full of affection. The throat of a girl named Marwah was again buckled in the face of this complicated decision. Again his head shook his head slowly, he realized his attitude was childish but he did not want the incident like that happened to his mother happened to him as well.
"Marwah!" The tone of the words of the abah rose causing him to jump. "A-I'm sorry abah" said the girl and ran out of the house quickly somewhere that was not. He ran and kept running no matter how his sister ran staggered after her also the abah who did not miss calling herself. But he could only catch a glimpse of his brother's ugly face and angry face before a bright light blurred his vision until everything became dark. Her little hands kept tightly grasped the white paper like the letter she was referring to the abah about the reason why she did not want to wear the hijab.
The older sister cried beside herself and the abah stunned to see herself without a word out of the wise lips, only the clear gems flowed on her already wrinkled cheeks. He wanted to wipe away the tears of both but what his hands and hands could no longer do, just staring at them all from above floating and unable to touch anything again.
His abah looked very upset when reading the letter he wrote for the abah, the letter contained the reason why he did not want to wear the hijab. Actually the reason is simple he does not want to experience an accident as experienced by the umi, when they are riding the hijab of the umi who has been a special admiration by himself just enter and trapped in the motorcycle chain that causes the body figure to fall into the streets and ends by leaving all the family. "Marwah as a child does not want to leave Abah or kak Aisyah, marwah dear you guys ... sorry I do not obey you, but I have a reason ..." the last sentence written by him read alahnya to his brother Aisha. Make tears belonging to this graceful figure re-wet all of his cheeks.