Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
18. Afrah (What's Going On With Fikri )
I walked out of Mr. Fikri's study room feeling erratic as I passed through the corridor towards the descending stairs. Inside there was a friend of Mr. Fikri who made Mr. Fikri postpone a speech that he was ready to ask me.
Come to think of it, Mr. Fikri has been a little strange for the past few days. It happened after the look on his face was a little surprised after seeing me holding a Communication Science lecture book while in the book bazaar.
What's wrong with Mr Fikri? Every time he met me, his gaze was filled with all sorts of questions that were ready to be asked of me. I even felt a little worried about Mr. Fikri.
I went down the stairs one by one which became my activity every day when delivering food for Mr. Fikri. Let's just say I'm exercising rather than entering an elevator.
I put a tray in the kitchen. The busyness in the kitchen today is so crowded because now is the hour of rest and lunch of the people. But I don't have to worry because at the cashier there are my friends who will work alternately with me.
I checked the clock on my wrist. It's time I took ablution water to perform Zuhr prayer. Again my steps stopped once I saw Mr. Firki who now rolled his long shirt up to half an elbow.
Mr. Fikri looks ready to perform Zuhur prayer. I looked at him for a moment. Masya Allah. But my limitations that were nobody to him made me have to hold my eyes.
I chose to go to a women-only ablution place and prepare to perform Zuhr prayers in the mushola.
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"Afrah?
"Yes Bun?"
"Mother ask for help. Take this rainbow roll cake next to."
"Fara's place?"
Mother nodded. "Yes. Fara's Place. Thank God we have sustenance today. So there's no harm in sharing it with Fara and the family."
"But Bun, em Afrah hankering."
"While why?"
Instantly I fell silent. After the magrib prayer, I saw Mr. Fikri's car stop right in front of Fara's house. Now my mother told me to go there. Can I do it?
"Afrah?"
"Huh?"
Mother looks like a head bobble. Before Mother got angry I quickly headed for my room. I wear Khimar and my veil neatly and then immediately carry out Mother's orders.
"This is the rainbow roll cake. Don't mince words there."
"Yes Mother."
I was holding a food box with a rainbow cake roll. I went out of the house and did not forget to read the prayer. Although close, it is still mandatory to read prayers to avoid bad things.
تِهِ فَقَالَ: بِسْمِ اللَّهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ عَلَى اللَّهِ، لاَ حَوْلَ وَلاَ قُوَّةَ إِلاَّ بِاللَّهِ، قَالَ: يُقَالُ حِينَئِذٍ: هُدِيتَ وَكُفِيتَ وَوُقِيتَ. فَتَتَنَحَّى لَهُ الشَّيَاطِينُ، فَيَقُولُ لَهُ شَيْطَانٌ آخَرُ: كَيْفَ لَكَ بِرَجُلٍ قَدْ هُدِىَ وَكُفِىَ وَوُقِىَ
"If a person comes out of his house and reads (dhikr): BISMILLAHI TAWAKKALTU ALALLAHI, LAA HAULA WA LAA QUWWATA ILLA BILLAH (with mention of Allah, by name, I surrender to Him and there is no power or strength except with His help), and the angel will say to him: and:
"You have been guided by God, made sufficient (in all your needs) and guarded (of all evil), so that demons cannot approach him and the other Satan says to his friend: 'The devil is: How can you (probably) be (worshipping) someone who has been guided, fulfilled and guarded by Allah azza wa jalla?"
(CHR. Abu Dawud, no.5095 and At-Tirmidhi, no.3426, were declared shahih by Imam At-Tirmidhi and Shaykh Al-Albani)
I also set my foot towards Fara's house. The sound of laughter and the joking of a small child was heard from inside the open door of the living room.
Suddenly Mr. Firki came out of the living room of Fara while holding his phone. Mr. Firki was seen receiving a call from someone.
Instantly I fell silent. Actually I could be ignorant and not care about my surroundings. But unfortunately I'm not good at that attitude.
My mind is not focused. I finally gave up. I was too scared and embarrassed to go to Fara's house even though I had to accept the possibility that Mother would be angry with me.
"Afrah?"
DEG! Heart's pounding. I'm so nervous. I was just about to leave, but just as quickly as that, Mr. Fikri saw me. I slowly turned my body and looked at her.
"Yes sir?"
"Ep. Staying outside of work hours. Can I have a chat for a second?"
Then I fell silent. The two blue irises I admired were looking at me seriously as if this crossbred man was ready to pose all sorts of questions to me.
What happened to Mr Fikri? I felt like my head was dizzy just to think about it excessively.
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Afrah is not warting.
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