Being At Home

It is Friday. The Yellow Friday (Sukra Palguna 15). I did not feel well. My mouth was sour. However, I still joined Friday congregational prayer in Masjid at Taqwa. I still wore the mask. The participants were still many. I traced the alley of Anindya's house on the way home. I met Benny and just said hallo to him. He seemed he was just from Anindya's house.