365 Days Towards Halal

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At 01:00 Queen is still in Singapore. He was in transit and waiting for a flight that would take him to the Maldives. Because of the morning flight, Queen also chose to take a walk at the best airport in the world.

The country of Singapore seems to be very close to uniting the passengers or tourists who come to the country. They provide the best service and all kinds of passengers need so as not to get bored waiting for the next flight.

Anything is inside the airport, ranging from shopping, parks, massage places to swimming pools.

Queen prefers to massage only, in order to relax her body that feels stiff. Queen closed her eyes as she was being massaged in the automatic chair she was in.

As Queen closed her eyes, the shadows of Raka and Jonathan returned. Somehow he felt guilty for staying away from Raka and he also felt missed Jonathan.

"How are you sweet boy, aunt misses" muttered Queen and sighed heavily.

Two meetings, enough to make the Queen fall in love with the boy. Deep down in his heart, he was already desperate to have a child. But, what power, he did not get a soul mate.

"My idiot. Are you Raka? Or who? Don't be long yes, if you come long, I've been hunted gray hair and can't have children dong..." Inner Queen with a sad feeling.

Unknowingly, Queen flinched from her slumber, she rushed a glance at her watch. The hour hand shows at 04:00 in the morning. Queen also got up from the massage chair and paid for the excess time she spent in the chair.

Queen went to musholla to wait for the dawn prayer and pray together with other passengers who are Muslim.

After the Fajr prayer, Queen rushed to the lounge, to buy her breakfast this morning. He sat there alone, drowning with the loneliness he was feeling.

"Being a single is fun, but it's quiet that kills the fun" complained Queen as she sipped the hot coffee she just ordered.

...

In Jakarta, precisely at the residence of Raka. The man was sitting on his alphabet. Praying his prayers and hope. Begging God's mercy to listen and grant all the hopes he has given to the Khaliq.

The man who had performed the prayer often cried considering how inappropriate he was as a sinner who now begs for forgiveness from the creator. Everything that happens makes him aware, if anything he has is just pseudo. Eternal is only his charity and worship. Many times he prostrated himself only to ask for God's kindness to make himself feel better in this life.

Raka was determined to repent. He is determined to be a human being who is on HIS path. It was enough pleasure and sin that he had been wading. It's time to get back on his path. There is nothing eternal in this world. In fact, the child he had was just a care. The life that is in his body is just a deposit. At any time he would leave, when that time would come. He was just waiting for his turn.

Even with his happiness and soul mate, Raka can only resign to his will. Whoever will be his soul mate, he resigned. That was already the fate line God had given him. But, can he still hope if the Queen is his soul mate?

Queen's name was never broken she mentioned in her prayers. Including prayers in the third of the night. For some reason, only that girl was his hope. Although he resigned, if God had other plans for him.

After the dawn prayer, Raka rushed for breakfast. It appears that Madam Amara is helping the assistant of the household Raka who is preparing breakfast. Yes, Madam Amara chose to live with her only child. They are at peace and live in peace now.

That's the picture of man. Man must get a reprimand from the creator in order to realize that he is wrong. In rebuke, not that God is cruel, God is watching you and asking you to remember Him again.

"For Mom..." Sapa Raka smiled and kissed the woman who had given birth to her almost 33 years ago.

"Dear morning," said Madam Amara while smiling at Raka.

They also had breakfast together. Enjoy the morning and discuss business issues. And they plan to hold a prayer together for Jonathan at Raka's house. Although no one knows, if Raka has a child who has passed away, Raka still to hold the event and ready everyone to know if he had time to become a father.

Whatever the other person thinks ahead of him, Raka does not care. However, Jonathan is his flesh and the boy, even if he is not there, still deserves to be recognized. Because the child is a gift, it is not a disgrace that must be hidden.

After finishing breakfast together, Raka rushed to her hotel. He hadn't stopped and looked at his hotel for a long time. At the same time he wants to keep himself busy with work. To forget everything he had experienced a few weeks ago.

After Raka leaves for her office, mistress Amara cries. How easy it is for God to just go back and forth. And now it is his time to atone for all his sins to his biological son. Mrs Amara is aware, sometimes it's not just a disobedient child. Too many parents are disobedient to their children. Isn't that kid how his parents are? So why always blame the child if they start fighting back, rebelling? And with all our hearts we label them as 'Durhaka'. Who is disobedient? Child or parent?. It's good to ask yourself again. Do we deserve to be called parents? Are we more childish than our own children?

Seen a sedan car entering the yard of Raka's house.

Madam Amara who was just about to close the door of the house Raka also undo his intentions and noticed the red sedan car approaching towards the yard of the house.

Moments later, Lala was seen who was about to get out of the car and looked at Madam Amara from behind her sunglasses.

Madam Amara frowned and looked forward and wanted to know what she wanted Lala who came this early to Raka's house.

"For Ma'am, is there a Raka?" Asked Lala who looked very keeping up with her current appearance. The woman changed her clothing style. Even Madam Amara sees Lala looking more like a model of Queen style that is not at all appropriate for Lala.

"Are you looking for my son this early?" Ask lady Amara with a flat face.

"I just want to cheer Raka up. Hmmm, exactly we should comfort and strengthen each other."

Madam Amara chuckled, then she shook her head looking at Lala's current courage.

"For what? He's gone to the hotel."

"Mom, do you remember Mom's promise to marry us?" Lala said without further ado before.

Madam Amara frowned and looked at Lala in disbelief.

"Well, you have no relationship anymore. My son doesn't love you anymore."

"But Raka has to take responsibility...."

"What responsibility? Jonathan's? Because he's already impregnating you? Why not before?" Cut madam Amara.

Lala fell silent and opened her sunglasses and looked at Madame Amara with a furious face.

"If it wasn't for you, none of this would have happened!"

"Yes I am guilty. Jonathan is no more. What should Raka be responsible for again?"

The question of the silencer of Madam Amara successfully made Lala speechless.

"Again, you don't seem to be hit with Jonathan's death. You just look like you're taking advantage of the situation. Lala, stop it. Let Raka go. Raka already loves another girl. You should start living your life and start with something new. Be positive and bring happiness to yourself and those around you. Don't cause any more trouble" said Ms. Amara firmly. Then, Madam Amara closed the door of Raka's house and left the woman, who was staring at the veranda of the house.

Lala was silent, her breathing was tight. I don't know why Miss Amara never liked her. What harm? why did the old woman not even want to recognize herself first. It has always been ketus from the time he dated Raka until now.

Lala, get back to her car. His heart broke and a grudge appeared to the old woman. For some reason he was intent on getting rid of Madam Amara from Raka's life. So that he can get back together with Raka without having to intervene from the mistress Amara is very annoying.

"Why don't you just mampusssss!" Lala Mumbled.