Asiyah End Times
Crossroads

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, satuu, duaa, tigaa" Asiyah said. Taking a ready position with Caca and Cita.

Eeerrrggghhh. eeerrrgghhh. Twice, three times. Their feet did not move forward. Keep trying. Unyielding.

"God, thank God" they said thanks at the same time. Compact is right that speech. A little loud the volume of his voice sounded in the middle of the desolate forest. Finally, the tires of the car can rise also to a flat ground level on a count of four. Their feet moved forward quickly.

"Ayooo, a little more this car will return to the road," said Asiyah with intonation orders.

"Siaapp Ma'am" replied Caca.

Cita nodded her head.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, satuu, duaa, tigaa" Asiyah said. Giving aba-aba. This time it was a bit hard.

"Alhamdulillah.." The three of them spoke again with their compotes. This time their efforts yielded results.

The car is now on track.

"Let's take a break for a while, five minutes is enough huh?! After that we push again this car to the intersection of four there," said Asiyah again to Caca and Cita.

Caca and Cita obey.

The pushing scene of the car lasted about an hour's drive. There are also cars that pass through them, just passing speeding away without caring for their existence.

It's okay. Not helped by anyone in an hour, that's okay. The three of them were still able to endure the harshness tonight. Tired up? Sure. Achieve it? Sure Yes. Moreover, the three of them did come home from work which was also quite draining of mind and energy.

"Alhamdulillah, Caca, Cita, we're close, it looks like there's a restaurant, come on! a little more" said Asiyah.

"Hopefully there we get help yes Ma'am, aamiin," said Caca.

"Yes at least we are in a crowded place, safe to wait for help until sunrise, unlike the road in front of the forest, very quiet," continued Asiyah.

"Yes Ma'am, let alone the three of us women are all afraid also yes if robbed or insulted people are not clear that," continued Cita.

They're still pushing the car. Also alternately holding the car's steering wheel.

Luckily they are, thank God, this is a road on flat land. It was inconceivable if they had to push the car on a hill road. Subhanallah, maybe they won't be able to do that.

Ssshhhhttttt. The sound of the forced car brake stops. Great echo. A Jeep Rubicon stopped right in front of their car. With a snobbish style cutting their way. Sudden.

Coincidentally, it was Asiyah's turn to take control of the steering wheel. Astaghfirullah, how surprised Asiyah was, when she stopped her car.

While Caca and Cita are also not inferior in shock. What's up ahead, both of them asked in his mind.

A few minutes passed. It seems there is a movement in the car. The car door was open. A man got out of the white car. Maa shaa Allah, a handsome man. It seems Asiyah recognized him.

Dhirghams. Not wrong anymore. What does He want to do as if a savior were coming. Asiyah regained her senses after a few seconds staring at the man.

Of course, this intense tiredness towards dawn had messed with Asiyah's memory, destroying her focus. Naturally, the body was already trembling. Like a tremor all over the body. Astarghfirullah's.

"Assalamu'alaykum Asiyah, what's wrong? What the hell is going on? Do you need my help?" tanya Dhirgham.

"Wa'alaykumussalam Dhirgham, my car broke down, qadarullah midnight last night I hit a tree," explained Asiyah with a tired tremble on her lips that seemed to be stammering quickly in speech. Asiyah could not hide her tiredness, would fall down the feel of her footrest.

"Yes, yes already, then the story will continue, wait a moment" said Dhirgham. As if understanding Asiyah's current condition.

Dhirgham returned to his car. Looks like picking up the rope. Asiyah just noticed. See what this guy is going to do.

Dhirgham approaches Asiyah's car again.

"Dad, your assistant told me to just get in the car, let me take care of everything, I'll tow your car using My car, in shay'a Allah later we will arrive at the nearest car repair shop" explained Dhirgham.

Dhirgham spoke while tying the rope. Busy themselves. Twisted him there and come here. Without the help of Asiyah and her two assistants.

Asiyah only watched him from behind the wheel of the car. Then jerked from his fifth daydream on Dhirgham who was so painstaking and looked great with his super hero style right in front of his eyes.

"Astaghfirullah, hhhhhh almost forgot," said Asiyah when reminded of the fate of Caca and Cita who were still behind the car with a bent body position, pressing the rear car, pressing the back of the car, still very ready to push the car.

"Caca, Cita, ayokk get in the car, there is Dhirgham who will tow our car, man at that time," said Asiyah, slowly.

"Who's Ma'am?" caca asked, also softly.

"Man suitcase," continued Asiyah again. Like a great whisper.

The crossroads may still be far away. Also later, from that intersection, they had to continue to pass through several more intersections in order to reach the nearest car repair shop.

The atmosphere around them was still quiet. The dawn has not yet come. The dense trees are still a witness to the rigors of their efforts tonight. Including being a witness of how great the arrival of Dhirgham who was present without warning and seemed to break through the fatigue in the body of Asiyah to destroy it into a hope of rescue.

It's true, even the mosquitoes also contributed in the most secure disturbing calm Asiyah and her two assistants. Not spared from his neglect, their blood has been sucked up by the little vampires, to fill their stomachs.

"O Allah, it's so itchy" said Caca, scratching his hands and then his face. Mosquito bites seem to penetrate the fabric that covers his body.

So too with Cita. Sometimes busy shaking his clothes. Avoiding small animals that had made convoian crowds around his body.

Same with Asiyah.

Thirty minutes passed. The three of them were sitting sweetly in the car. With Asiyah keeping control of the wheel.

Even so, mosquitoes still devour their blood. Obviously, because the window of the car cannot be closed, because the car engine is dead. So, they can't turn on the AC. Can die their stuffy in the car, if without open air circulation.

Dhirgham's car stopped. This is the first crossroad. The place planned by Asiyah was to wait for help with her two assistants. Even though Allah is sincere, Allah sends His help faster and easier than he expects.

God knows all that is hidden. God gave a different path to Asiyah. Allah replaced the plan of Asiyah with the help He had designed. God sent Dhirgham out of nowhere.

Yes, it turns out that the crossroads are very quiet. Even the street lights around him were dead. Also the restaurant that was originally going to be used as a temporary stopover, turned out to have turned into an uninhabited rickety board hut. Subhanallah, it was inconceivable that the three of them would have to wait in a place that was more sinister than their previous stop. Asiyah and her two assistants thanked them for what they got.

Alhamdulillahilladzi bini'matihi tatimmusshathai.