Bidadari Special

Chapter 4

Amidst the journey following the black BMW X4 car owned by Satya and Dirga, suddenly the car driven by Hilya stopped at the gate of a mosque when I saw the adzan magrib heard.

A man in black clothes approached Hilya's car to ask.

"Why stop?"

"Mbak Hilya wants to pray magrib first mas," replied Mr. Jamal Hilya driver.

It was seen then the man in black clothes approached Satya's car.

"Still want to pray magrib he said sir," the man told Satya and Dirga.

"Yes" said Dirga, raising his right hand as if to signal the man to leave.

After the man in black left, Satya started asking Dirga questions.

"How is this?" ask the straight black-haired clean man.

"There follow the girl to pray in the mosque!"

"You mean?"

"To launch our plan, pretend to like it."

"The problem is that I don't know how to pray" Setya replied. "You know, from my childhood I went to school abroad, and besides that I never studied religion."

"Mmmm..." He breathed out, and began to think. "Let's see, there, you just follow the priest's movement."

"Priest? Who's Imam? I don't know the people who are there, so how do I know who's the priest."

"The priest is the one who leads the prayer, later there all worshipers will follow the movement of the prayer leader or priest" said Dirga.

"Ooh..."

Not long after that Satya got out of the car. His feet stepped toward Hilya who was standing on the terrace of the mosque.

"I also want to pray" Satya told Hilya.

"Yes please!"

The girl whose face still looked wet with ablution water nodded with a smile.

"To her right" Hilya said spontaneously, as the man was about to climb onto the terrace of the mosque in a shoe that had not been removed.

The gray-clothed man's face was confused.

"It's a sacred floor" Hilya added.

"Yes" the man nodded.

"Please shoes! The floor of the mosque is sacred" whispered Dirga who suddenly stood behind him.

Seen after that Satya smiled sweetly towards Hilya while then bent down to take off her shoes.

"Mas Satya didn't wudhu just yet?" hilya asked as Satya's feet quickly stepped into the mosque.

"Oh yes, ablution." Satya nodded while looking to the right and left looking for Dirga who suddenly disappeared just like that.

"The man's ablution place over there!" Hilya said then by pointing to where the male ablution in the right corner stood.

"Yes," Satya replied as she stepped towards the ablution indicated by Hilya.

Thirty minutes later the magrib prayer congregation, and the dhikr together at the mosque was completed.

"How was your first prayer?" dirga asked as Satya got into her car.

"You're not."

"Why?"

"Because the girl asked me to... What was his name? I forgot," Satya said with a frown while twitching her head as if remembering something.

"What?" ask Dirga

"Wash your face and wash your feet before praying."

"Ooh, wudhu?"

"Yes right, that's what I mean" Satya replied.

"Hmm..."

Dirga swallowed his breath while throwing it hard after hearing the answer from his best friend. Both of his hands started touching the steering wheel and pushed his car back tightly.

Sixty minutes later his car stopped in a parking lot of a star building. Looks like the goal has arrived.

"Let's go in!" satya said to the hijab girl she had just approached.

The girl who just got out of the car nodded as she walked in Satya's footsteps.

"Mas Satya just walk ahead of me!" hilya said as Satya reduced her walking pace to accompany Hilya.

"Why?"

"The man is a priestess of a woman, so walk ahead."

"Isn't it better if we go hand in hand?" answer Satya.

"That's if it's been cleared. If not, keep the honor of the woman by walking in front of her" Hilya explained with a smile.

"Ooh." Satya returned Hilya's smile while nodding, and then continued her steps. "When you're married, can you go hand in hand?" for a moment Satya stopped her steps, turning to Hilya while asking.

"Sure, because a husband must always be next to his wife to protect her."

After hearing Hilya Satya's answer again continued his steps, until they arrived at the intended place.

"Let's sit!" satya said to Hilya as they reached the table of a fancy restaurant that had a five-star hotel.

"I'm sorry I still have business" Dirga said as she pulled up a chair to sit next to Satya.

"I think this is the most luxurious restaurant and hotel in the city, here the cuisine is good, the service is good, and I am very suitable. What do you think?" satya asked Hilya to open the chat.

"I don't know, I'm only here for the first time" Hilya replied innocently.

"Oooh," Satya nodded with a smile.

"Well, what about other restaurants? Maybe you have a recommendation for the best restaurant in your city?"

"Emmm... No, I don't know" Hilya replied. "I rarely eat out" he added grimacingly.

"Ooh..."

"So you rarely go out of the house?" dirga asked interrupted their conversation.

"Yes, I live in a pesantren, rarely come home, and probably go home once a year at the earliest" Hilya explained.

"Ooh..."

Dirga replied with a nod.

Not long after that waiter came to bring food, there were some European dishes ordered by Satya, some meat steaks with mushrooms and vegetables, spaghetti carbonara, some typical European breads, galota ice cream, and a few more, and there are many others.

"Let's eat!"

Satya begins to allow Hilya to eat the meat steak that has been served in front of her.

Hilya did not eat the food immediately, she looked at the hot plate, knife and fork neatly arranged on the table.

"Why are you only seen?" ask Satya. "Let's eat!"

"mmm... I was confused as to how to eat it," replied Hilya innocently.

Satya's lips were slightly gaping, she looked astonished at the village girl's reply. "In modern times like this there are still people who can't eat using knives and forks" Satya thought to herself.

"It is obvious that this village girl, innocent, innocent, and stupid," whispered Dirga in Satya's ear.

Satya smiled without turning her head towards Dirga, she kept her eyes on Hilya who was sitting before her.

"I go to the toilet first" said Dirga then by patting his best friend's arm.

And after Dirga left, Satya began teaching Hilya how to cut meat steaks using a knife and fork in her hand.

"This way! Put the knife on the right, and the fork on the left! After that cut the meat like this, and then take the meat with a fork, then eat!" satya explained by practicing cutting the meat steak while eating it.

"Eat with your left hand?" ask Hilya later.

"Yes, why?" ask Satya.

"In our religion, the one who eats with his left hand is satan mas" Hilya replied.

Instantly Satya stopped chewing her food, and looked at the beautiful girl called the village girl by her best friend.

"Garpunya is moved in the right hand can you?" ask Hilya later.

"mmm... Aye." Yeah." Satya nodded with a smile. "My carp also I moved to the right hand," he continued.

Satya swallowed her breath, while continuing to eat her food that was still steaming on the hot plate.

"Why are you eating?" Satya asked when she saw Hilya still did not eat her food.

"It's still hot."

"This food is good to eat when it's hot" replied Satya.

"Isn't it healthier to eat when it's cold, it doesn't damage tooth enamel and it doesn't make your tongue hot either."

"Mmm, yes." Answer Satya.

The man went back in his breath, and then grabbed a tissue next to his hot plate while rubbing a splash of food seasoning on his lips.

"mmm... You blow it up let it cool down quickly! And you can eat right away" Satya said later.

"The Prophet did not allow us to blow food. Besides, blowing food isn't good for your health, is it? I've read in books, if we blow food, germs in the mouth will move to food, and can cause contamination of microorganisms that cause disease." Hilya Bright.

"Yes." Yeah." Satya smiled as she swallowed her breath again.

Finally though not so pleasant, Satya's dinner and the village girl named Hilya were finished.

After driving Hilya and her maid into the car, Satya immediately stepped towards her car, and Dirga was seen in the black BMW X4 car.

"How's dinner going?" ask Dirga.

"mmm... Looks like we should reconsider my wedding plans with the Hajj man's son."

"Why?"

"Dirga, she is not as stupid as you think, maybe she is indeed a village girl who is still innocent and innocent, but she is not a stupid girl. And I see she's a pretty smart and smart girl" Satya explained.

"Satyas! Hear me! The girl only went to school in the boarding school, her relationships were limited, her life experience was also bound to be limited, because she only studied religion there," Dirga replied by suppressing her voice. "Maybe he's just good at religious science, but for others, noool" Dirga continued. "So you calm down, you don't have to worry, our plan still has to go as it was, and I'm optimistic that this plan will work. Okay!"

Dirga tries to convince Satya that their plan will work.

"okay! It's up to you! But I ask that everything should go well. I don't want any words to fail after this plan we're running."

It was seen Dirga nodding while listening to Satya's reply.

"And one more thing, I don't want anyone to know about this ridiculous wedding. My colleagues, my family. And the most important thing is my fiancee. I don't want Clarissa to know about this wedding we're planning."

The scheming plan initiated by Dirga who is none other than a company lawyer and his best friend is enough to make Satya doubt and worry. But he still agreed, because all this time the ideas and input provided by his lawyer was always successful.

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