Call Love to Tone

Second goal and advice

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The night was getting late, on the way to the second place, they again did not talk much. There was only silence and a gust of night wind.

Oh yes, before his Nada had asked to go down at the nearest mosque and he also performed magrib prayers.

And it is very difficult to persuade Ghibran to perform worship that is only five times a day that night.

The tone remained inside the mosque even though he was walking alone.

Ghibran just stared flatly at Nada's departure to the mosque. It is quite difficult to get to Jabar. He who is not used to worship the Creator feels that what Nada is doing now is meaningless.

After Nada finished worshiping, they immediately went and resumed their journey.

Nada herself though always persuaded the Ghibran to pray whenever they were together, just stared expressionlessly at the Ghibran. He was actually astonished and upset that Ghibran was unwilling to do so.

But Nada also realized that it was her own right. And Nada can only be silent and no longer force if indeed Ghibran does not want to do it..

The night sky is now strewn with stars. The crescent moon also decorated the night amid scattered stars.

After a long drive, Ghibran stopped his motorbike at a flower garden. Nada also chose to go down and walk toward the flower bed in the form of a look.

Tone stared in admiration in all directions. And the garden became more beautiful at night because it was installed dozens of dim decorative lights and some bright lights.

Tone then went around and found in one corner, there was a camp that stood upright.

And Nada turned towards Ghibran who had been following him. His face seemed to ask what all this was for.

Ghibran understands what he is thinking. And the Ghibran only answered him with a small smile.

The ghibran then pulled Nada's hand slowly and invited her to sit in front of the camp. The ghibran then lay down on the grass, Nada who was sitting beside him just staring. Still hoping his questions are answered.

But instead of answering, Ghibran instead pulled Nada back to lie down. They also see the real sky here.

"Lo's gonna want it, what's all this for? Aren't you?" ghibran asked after they had stayed long enough.

Tone just nodded.

"Yeah, let's just say this is the beginning of a relationship."

Nada who heard such a remark also glanced at Ghibran. "meaning?"

"Stop that..." Ghibran replied briefly. "What do you like??"

"The thing I love the most in this world is seeing the beauty of nature. And honestly, I was shocked when I saw this place. So fantastic. With a romantic design." replied Nada with a faint smile.

"Means I'm not wrong and I haven't wasted all this since noon." murmured Ghibran but it could still be heard by Nada.

They looked back at the star-studded sky.

If you want to follow his wishes, Ghibran will shoot Nada since he saw the gaze full of admiration emitted by the look of Nada's eyes. But his sense of prestige and fear of rejection made him unable to express it.

"Lo tau Ghib, you're one of the people who can make me comfortable."

The ghibran raised an eyebrow when Nada said that.

"Lo know, someone once said to me, star is the hope behind his dark night. And prayer is the hope behind an existence."

"You mean?" Ghibran asked slowly while his eyes now returned to see the girl who was on his side.

Ghibran thought for a moment, "Gue didn't expect it at first. But over time I understood." Ghibran closed his eyes. "But what I'm surprised about, you're entering the street world, how do you like to pray anyway?"

Tone chuckled softly at the Ghibran question which to him was quite strange. He wondered if there was something wrong when a street child performed a ritual of worship that must be carried out by Muslims.

"Wrongly, if street children like to pray?" Tone asked back.

"It's not that..." Ghibran even became confused himself how he wanted to say it.

"Lo tau Ghib, I'm a wild girl, but I'm also principled. Well, to be honest. I used to pray less too. But someone made me aware. After all, what I do will go back to myself. He said.." Nada's speech stopped for a moment. He looks bright.

Remembering the face of someone who is very valuable and meaningful. The face she would never see again. Just can remember the past and let go of longing through photos.

" He said..... You know, we can be naughty, but we must be aware, we are creatures created for worship. Before you ask God, you must worship Him first. Because if we ask without trying, then we fall so do not know ourselves. "

Tone back smiling. But this time Ghibran saw that smile more like a smile.

"That was her last few words before she left. And I can never see him again. And that word became a hold for me. The hand I hold."

The ghibran heard it carefully. And he finally had the thought that prayer should indeed be done.

Whether what happened to his thinking, he who was previously so difficult to be persuaded by Nada, now only by a few sentences that Tone said, Nada said, he became aware of the importance of worship that contained a meaning.

That night, amidst thousands of stars, they dissolved into their respective musings. And Ghibran has something new to do. Salaat..

As they fell silent and looked at the sky, Ghibran then thought of Nada's words. Who said that to Nada?

"Nad, may I ask you one thing?" Ghibran asked with a slight hesitation.

"What do you want?" answer Nada by asking questions regardless of Ghibran.

"Who do you mean?"

Frowning tone. "Gue doesn't mean who..."

Ghibran heard it sigh. Should he explain in detail?

"Who said it was like going to Elo? Is that the person you love?"

"Yeah, he's a man I love a lot."

Ghibran's heart trembled at his hearing. "Who?"

"The name is Bagas."

"Bagas? Who?" ask Ghibran again.

"Lo want to know who he is?" tanya Nada got the nod from Ghibran. "He is......."

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Hey hey hey dear readers....

Sorry, new author up again... There is a busyness in real life that makes the author can not think of the continuation of the story of Nada.

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Love you, see you in the next episode... Babay...