
It does not feel like Saturday anymore, and today FEB students are preoccupied with the selection of BEM members... Ashar time also arrived, and a few hours ago there was a debate because Syafeera refused to enter the choice of candidates, Syafeera wanted to become a member only, following the direction of the chairman.
"If Sya... in your record of achievement is active as chairman of OSIS, the present is not developed?" revelation
"Akuh Sya aja member, he wants to focus on the course Sya" his repulsion
"Yes..if I think with your achievements, in addition you are used to being involved in the organization, it can be an example for others, show your achievements, dong, not only in the field of courses, academia, but also in the organization" Adrian said, currently Adrian is still the chairman of BEM
"let's say...Shh.."
"yes." support from his classmates.
"why should you be forced if you don't want to, complicated!!" tiara Oceh
"OKs... Try it" she replied, Syafeera would at least want to be underestimated
"Yeee..." cheers all.
And now Syafeera by being in the mosque, finished performing the Ashar prayer, leaning his body on the wall, still complete with mukena, he said,.The mosque is quite quiet, because many are still gathered, while Syafeera chose to rest herself for a moment.
Syafeera's phone rang, apparently there was a video call from the father
"Assalamualaikum..."
"waallaikumusallam..again where is Sya??"
"still on campus..."
"so isn't it Saturday, why haven't you gone home yet??" ask Dad wonder
"There are additional activities..."
"Udah praying..gak Lalai is not his prayer??"
The conversation of the father and son turned out to be heard from behind the barrier Syaf.
"Dad ni Sya still wear mukena, Sya again in the mosque" he replied while turning the camera to see the atmosphere of the mosque.
"Alhamdulillah..."
"Where's mom...??"
"nich mother.." pointed the camera at the newly joined mother.
"Mother... Sya kangeen.." said his spoiled, somehow as if he did not know the place, the current color of the mosque does look empty in the office.
"Mother too dear... Is it healthy, right, baby??how's the fuck??
"Alhamdulillah Bun, smoothly and Sya healthy"
"Udah smitten handsome guy yet..."
"mother mah Ngada.bisa in gorok Sya the same father"
"not in gorok lah.. cook father's favorite in gorok, just directly married father.haha"
"ogee... I want to go to college, if I can graduate CunLaude"
"Aamiin.." cried Father and Mother together.
"yes, you will be smitten by a handsome lecturer.." joked Mother.
"May also Bun, handsome, well, Sholeh, tajir again..hahaha..." Father and Mother also laughed, even the two men who heard the chat smiled .
"It turns out that behind his silence he also dimeh" inner Mr. Lecturer killer aka Pak Aydan
"Newly this time hear him laugh freely.." Adrian's inner voice was accompanied by a small laugh
"Udah ah. father mah who discussed nyacok, Sya want to focus on the same Lecture, Cepet pass, spit back to Pekanbaru, with Daddy mother again.."
"come back here, later you smitten a soul mate in Jogja" joked Mother
Tidied up his face and then passed towards the gathering room of the BEM members.
The lecturers Aydan and Adrian also came out, if the lecturer immediately went to the parking lot, to go home soon, Adrian to the BEM room.
Finally by voting, Aidan remained as Chairman of BEM, Wahyu Vice, Syafeera Secretary, Dinda Bendahara and also several other positions have been determined.
The time had already shown 5pm passing, Syafeera and the others scattering out..There are those who drive cars, motorcycles, there are also bicycles.
Syafeera was waiting for Angkot, not far from there Adrian noticed her, the intention of the heart wanted to approach, it turns out that the movement had been preceded by a blue angkot..
"Well..kedu first.." his murmur.
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Finished performing the magrib prayer, Syafeera was reluctant to go out, the activity today made her body really tired.
"Sya..gak join this" asked one of his boarding friends from behind the door.
"not first..drowsy..."
"okay...."
and just about to close the door's eyes on the tap
tock.tok.
"Sya join malming...in the square??"
"hemm..gut first ah. drowsiness" he answered lazily.
"Ooo...want to drop something??"
"no. "reply with closed eyes.
Intentions heart wants to sleep immediately, but remember he has not prayed isya..
"Yes.before isya an.mana ni heavy eyes, do not pray at all what is yes." his muran.
But suddenly remembered father's message... "Father and mother do not know.but remember Allah is all-knowing"
"Don't you leave PRAY, because many people who HAVE DIED, want to come back to life for PRAY"
And he remembered his promise to God... "Yes Allah is aware that Sya cannot be a good child, a child who is Sholeha, even Sya likes to make Father and Mother angry.. My promise will be the same said Father..."
Considering all that drowsiness is gone instantly...."Astagfirullah.I was almost eaten by a whisper of the devil..."
"demon basics.know only human weaknesses, not stopping to whisper bad things..."
Syafeera turned her head to the right and to the left... "Heh satan.gue is not tempted, if you want to find another prey, not able.. Sono in hell alone, don't jump around" her scolding Sabil glared to the right and to the left, giving a sharp look, sok dragged seremin..
The story again nakutin-nakutin this time yes.. but about Seraman Syafeera is that a demon huh???
Syafeera immediately moved and immediately took Wudhu.not long after the Adhan Isya reverberated.called prayer mats, worn his mukena.
Pray fervently, and do not forget to associate with the Khalik, so that all his ideals can be achieved, and far from obstacles.
The atmosphere of the cost is quiet, many other boarding friends spend time outside, enjoy Sunday nights, some are with a partner, some are just gathered with other friends.
Jogjakarta is a beautiful city.the city square is one of the destinations of young people.although just drink coffee, or spend a cigarette..ðŸ¤
We pray that those who like to smoke immediately, yes, because smoking is the same as zolimizing yourself.not grateful for the blessings that God gives.
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Jazaakumullah khairon's..
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