Shanum Hanania
Chapter 5

She wiped away her dripping sweat. There were several restaurants and cafes he visited to ask about work. But no one accepted it. He sat under a tree with an elongated chair there.

"Work hasn't been able, but the stomach is hungry" Shanum lamented as he felt his stomach start to get hungry. He glanced at a meatball across the street, and immediately approached the meatball "Bang, the meatball is one portion"

Shanum sat on the chair the meatball gave him. He pulled out his phone, and went back to surfing for a service that suggested some job recommendations for him. But again, he did not find a suitable one for her. Just turning off his phone screen, he was shocked when his phone was forcibly seized, and managed to get carried away

"Hey jambret..." Shanum chases after the man who snatched his cell phone. Luckily he was wearing jeans, so it was not difficult for him to chase the man who took his phone. Shanum paused for a moment, and took a block of wood, and he threw it at the man, and managed to hit his back. Shanum sped up his pace when he saw the man sprawled

Barusaja Shanum crouched down to pick up his phone. The man woke up and twisted Shanum's hand to grab the phone in his hand. Shanum slightly grimaced as his hand twisted backwards. But as much as possible he calmed down, when he saw the man's feet that were close to his feet, Shanum immediately stepped on the man's feet as hard as possible, until the clasps of his hands were released. Shanum flipped his body, and rewarded the bogeman on the man's face, to make the man again sprawled

Shanum picked up his cell phone that was lying not far from him. After that he approached the man again, and stepped on his hand. To the point of making such a loud scream "I'll see you again, I'll break your hand"

Shanum left the man, and returned to the meatball seller. His stomach, which was hungry, became even more hungry because he had a fight. Shanum sat back in the chair he had been sitting in, then ate the meatballs he ordered

"Thank you Bang, oh yeah, here" Shanum handed over the payment for the meatballs, and walked away from the meatballs seller.

The scorching sun made Shanum's vision so glare. Seeing the sunlight so hot, Shanum can conclude that now the clock has shown the time of prayer dzuhur. He continued in his footsteps, no longer to find work but to find a mosque, mosque, or the like to pray

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Shanum looked so solemn in his prayers. When he finished, he raised his hand to pray. The short do'a he always repeated. Ask for health, sustenance, and a soul mate who someday can guide him. It was the line of do'a that Shanum always offered in his prayers. Because at the age of twenty-eight years now, he was eager to undergo a household heresy. But until now there has been no man really serious to him.

After the prayer, Shanum returned to wearing his shoes. After that he sat on the steps of the mosque with a view that leads far away somewhere. His mind was wandering, thinking about where he would take the next step.