365 Days Towards Halal

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Queen who was in her office was pensive when she received a message from Raka. He tried to ignore it without reading it first. Queen put her phone on her desk and refocused it on her laptop.

A minute later, Queen started to get nervous. For some reason, he was curious about the messages that he had not read for several days.

Finally Queen decided to open and read the message from Raka.

Queen, I apologize for my mother's behavior. Queen please come out, I want to talk.

A message from Raka a few days ago. When Madame Amara came to the Queen's hotel.

Queen, I slept in the hospital. If there's anything, you call me. Or you change your mind and accept my offer to talk about our problems.

A message from Raka while Raka was staying at the hospital, to accompany Jonathan.

Queen, how are you? Had breakfast? I love you. Take care of your health...

A message from Raka as the man had just woken up and sent the message as he made his way to the bathroom.

Queen, I'll receive the donor match test results. Praying for Jonathan. Oh yeah, you don't forget that I love you.

A message from Raka sounded, as the man was about to head to the doctor's room.

Queen, bad news. The results don't match. Although the biological family, it may not be suitable. I'm so sad. I'm afraid of losing Jonathan.

Looks like a desperate message from Raka. Queen frowned and looked worried for Jonathan and Raka.

Queen took a long breath. Indeed, to get a spinal cord donor is not as easy as a blood donor. All must be careful and completely fit. Because it concerns the health and life of a person.

Queen I need you... Jonathan's condition is really bad. I was very sad and desperate to see how things were going. Queen I need you. I need your hug.

The Queen's face looked increasingly worried. However, he was also concerned about Jonathan's situation. It was not that Jonathan was the son of Raka, the man who was close to him. But it is the humanity that speaks. After all, it would definitely be very heavy for a boy who was carrying an unusual disease and high risk of his death.

Queen massaged her temple, her easy-to-please female side, ordering herself to immediately follow to the hospital.

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Raka sat on the floor squeezing her messy hair. He was completely confused by the circumstances and also felt sad at the thought of Jonathan's fate.

Raka no longer cared about the gaze of everyone who passed in front of her. A strange look, always a stop to him who was currently feeling completely crushed. Raka was afraid, if in the near future, he would lose his flesh blood, Jonathan.

While he had just felt like a father in a few days and now, the life expectancy of his baby was predicted by doctors only a few days away.

Raka wiped her tears and drowned her head between her two knees. Her thoughts are getting messed up because the Queen is staying away from her. Ever since her mother asked Queen to stay away from her, Queen had always ignored messages and calls from her. Raka's world was completely shattered into pieces.

Raka moved from her seat. He then walked to Musholla, who was in the hospital. Raka wanted to know God again. After a long time he lost his way and lived as he pleased.

Raka rolled up her shirt sleeves and started to turn on the water tap. The gurgling water from the tap sounded soothing in Raka's ears. Then, he began intending to ablaze and rinse both his palms.

Raka was unable to hold back her cries during ablution. He was embarrassed and embarrassed at the time. After ablution, Raka went into Musholla and began to intend to perform Dzuhur Prayer. Then, Raka raised both of her hands and uttered a takbir on her first rakaat.

Raka kowtowed solemnly. He was crying in his bow. He felt very small at the feet of God. Raka continued to cry throughout the 4 rakaats that he was working with confidence.

Two greetings have been said from Raka's thin lips. He raised his hands and begged for forgiveness. He was truly begging for forgiveness for everything he had done. Until he lost his way and had a child out of wedlock. Also the problem of him being the son of a dissident, to speak rudely to his parents.

Because of his sin, Raka cried sobbing until the sound of his crying was heard echoing in the room Mushola which was only 6 x 15 meters large.

After being satisfied he begged for forgiveness and pleaded for sincerity and stubbornness, Raka also left where he rested. Raka rubbed her tears and tidied her hair that covered her forehead.

His eyes were puffy and his face looked a little calm. Calm, calmness of heart can only be obtained when complaining to God. That's what Raka feels right now.

Raka's steps came to a halt, upon seeing a woman standing in the doorway of the Musholla. The woman smiled at herself. Yes, that woman is Queen. Who had listened to Raka's prayers. Listening to Raka's echoing sobs. Listen to the plea of mercy and sincerity to the Most One.

"Queen!" Raka looks excited again. He ran over to the Queen and hugged her body tightly.

"Alhamdulillah... Alhamdulillahot.. Thank you for coming and smiling at me." Said Raka, as if Queen was an angel of lara penglipur.

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Queen who had just exited the elevator, saw Raka who was walking nonchalantly to the end of the hallway. Queen frowned and followed Raka from behind. Initially, Queen thought Raka would return to Jonathan's room, apparently not. The man continued walking towards the corner of the floor.

Slowly, Queen continued to follow Raka. Queen's footsteps stopped, he was flabbergasted when he saw Raka entering the Musholla on the floor.

"Raka to Musholla?" Queen Mumbles.

During this time, Queen had never seen Raka to Musholla or stopped by any house of worship. Queen wanted to ask what Raka Religion was. But, on one occasion, the man once mentioned the praise of Muslims for his God. Queen was relieved because they turned out to be a belief. However, Queen did not see Raka as a devout Muslim.

This time, he felt touched. When he saw the man performing worship and praying fervently. Queen felt even more touched when she heard her name mentioned in the man's prayer.

"O Allah, if the Queen is my soul mate. Soften my mother's heart. Open the Queen's heart to me. Only you can do it.. Allah's.." Such was the prayer that Raka said, which made Queen give the man her sweet smile at this time.

"Raka, I can't breathe" Queen said.

Raka realized when she hugged Queen very tightly. Because of the immeasurable happiness he was feeling right now.

"Ah, sorry," Raka said as she let go of her embrace.

Raka looked at the Queen's face with sad eyes. Then, he grabbed Queen's two hands gently.

"What made you come to me?"

"Because God guided me" replied the Queen with a sweet smile.

Raka was about to cry, she felt God was so all-hearing. He had just prayed and the Lord immediately granted his prayer. Queen is no longer angry, no longer asking Raka to stay away from her. Queen came with an angelic smile that came down from heaven. The smile made Raka feel more calm and excited about her day that felt so stressful.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. Your power is immeasurable.." Batin Raka's. He took Queen's hand and invited her to meet Jonathan in the boy's room.