Believe that...I'm Still a Virgin

Trying to Resuscitate

"Once you've finished your meal, we'll just go home"

Dara nodded, she immediately finished the food that she ordered, actually Raka wanted to ask a lot about Dara's life, but Dara looked not really healthy yet, Raka will ask tomorrow when Dara is completely healed.

After Dara finished eating, they rushed home to Budhe Raka's house.

Arriving at the budhe house, budhe greeted him with great pleasure, he was actually worried about Dara as well, but after knowing that Dara was staying at his friend's house, Budhe was a little relieved.

"Well..You look pale, son? are you sick" Budhe saw the face of Dara patient center, Dara was not fully healed.

Dara shook her head "Enga budhe, Dara is just a little drowning"

"Budhe make sweet tea well," Budhe headed to the kitchen to make some sweet tea.

"Dara come with me to the park" Raka invites Dara to the park because she wants to know more details about last night's events.

"Budhe we're in the garden well" Raka also told her budhe first.

They both sit in the garden, enjoying the view of ornamental plants that are well cared for.

"Ra...tell me what happened that night?"

Dara lowered her head, then began to tell about the events last night, she indeed often went to the Club but just to jog and drink orange juice, Dara did not like Alcohol, the smell alone actually Dara did not like.

Raka heard Dara seriously, Raka did not expect that Dara was very wrong, even she did not realize that. Raka instead concludes that Dara is actually a plain girl who picked the wrong friend.

"Ra did you drink alcohol there?"

Dara shook her head "I don't like it"

"Ra need you to know, From Ibn Umar ra that the Prophet said, "The one who drinks khamar, did not receive his prayer 40 days. Whoever repents, Allah will forgive him. But when he returns, it is Allah's right to give him a drink from the river Khabal." Someone asked, "What is the Khabal River?" He said, "The hell is the people." (HR Ahmad)" Raka explains how the law of Allah is real for those who drink.

"Ah where they pray, they are all just as rich I do not pray, what they want to receive"

" If they do not understand about halal haram, at least they know about health, alcohol is not good for health, the danger of liquor for health it can damage the liver. Liver function can be disrupted or even damaged if you consume too much liquor or alcoholic beverages.

When consumed, alcohol gets absorbed into the bloodstream, then collects in the liver to be broken down and neutralized in order to be removed from the body. However, the liver's ability to process alcohol is very limited." Raka again explained the dangers of alcohol according to health.

"But I ain't drinking Ka"

"Yes who knows who is tempted also one day, I only give a picture if you consume it"

"No, I'm not going to the club anymore"

Raka developed her smile "Areally?"

"The prison experience last night scared me to go there again"

"Good, God still gives you many opportunities to change Dara"

"Raka..."

"Hemm"

"Lo can't help me so I can change?"

"If you really want to"

Dara smiled "One day must be very lucky for the woman who became Lo's wife, I will tell Lo's wife if she can't hurt Lo let alone hianatin Lo because Lo was very good"

"Say you want to be my wife" Ledek Raka.

Dara blushed shyly "Haha can you do it, me...??? don't enter the criteria Lo lah, far away, we are like heaven and earth"

Budhe approached Raka and Dara, "This sweet tea, quickly drunk yes Ra, budhe wants to finish the budhe cuisine, you are here with Raka first yah"

"Budhe let Dara help yah"

"Don't worry, it's almost done, just put it from the frying pan to the vegetable place" Budhe smiled and then returned to the kitchen.

"Indeed you can help budhe in the kitchen" Raka asked with a serious face.

" Slightly, hehe I really want to learn to cook with budhe"

"Yes good, later if you are married, surely what is asked is dear to cook today" said Raka while chuckling.

Dara laughed "Yes if I can't cook I'll answer, baby we go to the place of Abang pecel aja yuk chicken"

"You should know Ra, any cuisine if cooked by the wife must be like a pride of its own"

"Yes, I see Mrs Rengganis like that"

"Oh yes, where does Rengganis live now? Brother Lo isn't Ka?" Dara finally asked about Rengganis because from yesterday was very curious.

"Mbak Rengganis is now in Surabaya with her husband"

"When the budhe house is so big, why don't budhe children just stay here"

Raka smiled "Son Budhe, husband mbak Rengganis is dead, mbak Rengganis in Surabaya with husband after the late Mas Abymanyu, I used to also feel very sorry for Mbak Rengganis, a week after marriage, her husband has left her for good"

Dara closed her mouth, hearing Raka's story, Dara imagined how sad it was in the living people we love, let alone the husband himself.

" I guess I'm the saddest person in the world"

" Ra, this life will never be separated from the test, there is nothing that is not tested, even the Prophets and the rosules alone they are all tested, he said, the test does not mean that God does not love us, but God wants us to be closer to Him Ra"

Dara was silent squeezing her fingers, what Raka said was not rejected by her little heart,

"The app I have to do, I can't think anymore"

" May I give you a suggestion"

Dara nodded "Time at the police station I've told you the same Lo, I'll follow all of Lo's will"

"if I ask you to marry me, what will it still do" Ledek Raka.

Dara looked at Raka, then laughed out loud "Don't joke around, Lo I hug aja goosebumps, especially if I kiss, you may faint again, bother me"

"It's not so Ra..."

" Don't joke, Mulu, you callin' spit"

"I think you should change from your appearance first, after that your association, your friend, only then learn religion slowly"

"Raka..gue is not ready to wear hijab"

"Yes at least wear polite clothes, don't be like Tarzan"

Dara laughs "i really want to know, the first time we met, Lo ngatain I tarzan"

"Indeed, you never saw a movie on TV, Tarzan was like you at that time" Raka said with a laugh.

Dara hits Raka's arm in annoyance with Raka calling her Tarzan girl.

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Author: continue again ntar ye, mother again the arrival of monthly guests, pain for mercy because the first day.

But like the comment do not ntar-ntaran, right now, let mamak quickly recover this.😁😁

Greetings dear, dear,

Santypuji