Accompany Me with Hijrah

BEST FRIEND TO JANNAH

The sun this morning seems to be tired of continuing to be in the dispute. It was still early morning, but the sunshine had illuminated the city of Surabaya, leaving behind the last night's old raindrops. Zarra blinked her eyes. He slowly observed himself. It turned out that he fell asleep after the dawn prayer. In his hand there was even a prayer beads for him to recite.

Slowly Zarra got up from her alphabet and took off her face. He tidied it up again and put it on the chair. He opened his bedroom curtain and opened his window. Brrrr. He forgot the ac in his room was still on. He immediately turned it off. He tidied up his room. While tidying up the books scattered on the table, he was fixated on a figured photo that he displayed on his study table. Take that photo. That's a photo of Zarra, Kinar and Malik during a holiday to Singapore. Kinar and Malik happily embraced Zarra.

Zarra let out a long breath. He remembered how happy they were at the time. Kinar in the photo is not wearing a hijab. His curly long hair was unraveling. Then, he decided to save the photo into his drawer and continue cleaning. In his heart, despite the pain, he still tried to pray for the best for both of them.

"May you be happy" he whispered, glaring out the window. He took a short breath. "It's time to move on, Zarra" he told himself. He put the picture in his desk drawer.

Today is Sunday, so Zarra has no activities on campus. After cleaning the room, he will try to make churros snacks for his friends, Asyifa and Amira. Asyifa and Amira will come today to visit. I can't wait for Zarra to tell them the idea.

After it felt quite clean and neat, Zarra went down to her kitchen. There was Bi Asih who had just finished preparing breakfast for Zarra.

"Bi, help Zarra cook? Zarra's friends want to come," said Bi Asih.

"Ready, Neng," welcome Bi Asih happy. While biting his breakfast bread, he asked Bi Asih to prepare the ingredients. While he peels onions and some other spices. The plan today Zarra will cook chicken woku seasoning and fresh threatened vegetables. According to Zarra, it would be delicious if the aromatic and spicy woku chicken was eaten with fresh threatened vegetables. Not forgetting he made the chili. As soon as the main cuisine was finished, Bi Asih prepared it at the dining table. Zarra continued to make churros. Finished stirring the dough, he showed how to fry churros to Bi Asih.

"Bi, this is fryin ya. I think it's the way it is," Zarra said, pointing out how to fry churros. "Well when it's done, put it on a long plate and sprinkle the same refined sugar and cinnamon powder, huh, Bi? Not much cinnamon," pinta Zarra.

"Well, Neng," Bi Asih replied.

"I'm going to take a shower, Bi. They come soon. Aunty, don't forget to take the churros for Auntie as well" Zarra said as she passed. Bi Asih smiled at the change in Zarra now. Zarra became the girl he used to know. Zarra who diligently and care with anyone, including his assistant. Zarra has always seen her cooking talent. When he entered High School, he often made cakes, so his mother had to distribute the cakes to their neighbors. If you remember that, Bi Asih laughed.

Zarra came back with a different appearance than before. Now he uses a foot-long tunic with his favorite wudhu leggings. He also used his khimar. A few days ago, he was shopping quite a lot of gamis, long tunics, wudhu leggings, socks and syar'i hijab. What is interesting to him is the French khimar. Khimar has his veil. The veil can be reduced. So, when he did not want to use his veil, he just took it off. He bought for himself 3 colors, for Asyifa and Amira as well as for his mother. As now he wears his milano color khimar.

"Assalamu'alaikum". There was a sound of greeting from outside

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Zarra and Bi Asih answered almost simultaneously. Zarra knew that voice. Asyifa and Amira were already at the door. Zarra let them in. They sat in Zarra's living room. Bi Asih served the churros that Zarra had made earlier.

"What do you want to drink?" asked Zarra.

"What the hell," replied Amira. Zarra then asked Bi Asih to make ice cappucino for the three of them. At home Zarra always provides instant cappucino for his drink.

"Still, Bi," said Zarra as Bi Asih delivered the drinks to them.

"Eh, let's taste the churros. I did it myself" said Zarra. Amira and Asyifa were amazed to hear that. They took one and tried it.

"God, Ra. You're a cooking pinter as it turns out," praised Amira. Zarra blushed in shame.

"Already, already! Don't keep muji! Later I even added ge er. You like me, thank you" replied Zarra. Asyifa and Amira laughed seeing Zarra like that.

"I want to ask your opinion, right. I plan to open a business that suits my hobby, cook. But I was confused as to what to do. Catering, snacks or frozen food?," asked Zarra later. Amira and Ashifa looked at each other.

"I think anyway, make a snack, the cakes are just Ra. One, because it is simple, once there is an order you can go it alone and not complicated. But for catering, you keep promoting, who knows there is. While frozen food can also be," proposed Amira. Zarra was silent to hear it. Amira's proposal confused him.

"If I think three of them you can walk. While you keep selling snacks that are not complicated for him. Catering is seasonal, not every day. In your spare time you can make frozen food, in addition to making it easier for you to cook it when there is an order, you can sell it too" suggested Asyifa. Zarra. Asyifa's proposal seems to be more clearly in its direction.

"By the way, how's your lecture, Neng?," asked Amira. He did not want Zarra too focused effort, even forgot his lecture. But stay a little more.

"Tuesday tomorrow, my research letter came out" Zarra replied. Amira. A week ago, Zarra said there was no idea. "It's thanks to all of you, my friend. Thank God after I chased this week, directly acc. Thank you both," Zarra continued.

"We don't do anything, Ra," said Ashifa.

"Who said? You guys who get involved in my lectures, you guys also calm me down when I'm down about Malik and Kinar. You also led me to this. If there are no you, I don't know what I am" Zarra said. There were tears in the corner of her eyes. Amira has melted.

"You put onions on the churros" cried Amira breaking the silence between them. Zarra and Asyifa laughed. Then they hugged for a moment.

"Oiya, I have something for you guys" said Zarra. He gave French khimar to Amira and Ashifa. Asyifa is very fond of pink, Zarra gives her a dusty pink color. As for Amira, he gave a soft pastel blue color according to his favorite color.

"God, Zarra. Thank you very much, Ra," said Amira. Asyifa touched Zarra's hand.

"Ra, we're friends with you sincerely, Ra. We are happy to help in your hijrah process. And we, insha Allah will continue to support you in goodness. Because friends until jannah will remind each other in kindness," said Asyifa. Zarra nodded with a smile.

"Aahhh, you guys are so sweet!," cried Amira then hugged them both. They laughed off.

"You guys eat here, huh? I'm sure of you" said Zarra. Amira nodded happily. He went and prepared dishes for his friends. Zarra happy. The pain slowly faded. He was grateful to be friends with Asyifa and Amira. 'Alhamdulillah, O Allah. Thanks for sending them best friends. Ssmoga our friendship to jannah. Aamiiiin, ' said Zarra in his heart while looking at his two best friends. Then he smiled. The lost smile returned. In his heart he promised to keep this friendship. Until jannah.

 

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