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Brayen had just finished the meeting, immediately stepped into the lobby, his secretary had just told him, that the rest of ustadz who was in disquiet in the area had come.

"Immediately bring the ustadz to my VVIP room immediately there," Brayen said with a smile.

Brayen immediately stepped towards the VVIP room, Brayen had ordered Indri to meet with Mr. ustadz.

When entering it turns out that Mr. Ustadz was already in the room. Brayen's heart raced, as if through an obstacle. Brayen held onto his chest, trying to ease his heartbeat.

The middle-aged man, with slightly whitened hair, a slightly thick, but neat beard, with a peci on his head, was very compatible with the white Muslim clothes he was wearing. His face was unpretentious, displaying an incredible amount of authority. Brayen really praised the man's authority. Brayen had never met anyone like that before. The male immediately turned his gaze towards Brayen, with a simple smile. Brayen felt calm and serene. Brayen started to step closer to ustadz.

"Good day, Mr. Ustadz, I'm Brayen" said Brayen a little stiff.

Honestly Brayen does not know how to deal with a religious leader, he only knows how to deal with business people. This was the first time Brayen faced a religious leader, it made Brayen a little agitated, and embarrassed.

"Siang son, just call Mr. Joseph, the call ustadz is too much for me," said ustadz was modest.

"Yes, Mr. Yusuf" said Brayen scratching his head.

"Son Brayen what's there to see me? Is there anything urgent?" ask ustadz Yusuf.

Brayen smiled clumsily scratching his non-itchy head. "Hm, how do you say that? Hm, I am actually non-Muslim" Brayen was a little embarrassed to mention that he had not embraced any religion.

"So Brayen wants to go to Muslim?" the Ustadz mentions the purpose and purpose of Brayen.

"I... Yes sir," said Brayen, smiling clumsily.

"Why?" asked Yusuf curious.

"It's not just..." Brayen began to talk about every problem, it made Mr. Yusuf nodded in understanding. Mr. Yusuf smiled at Brayen's story. What a wonderful thing it could be, different from the usual stories he had heard. Of course the closeness to Juwita he told, but did not tell until they slept together, because Brayen was very aware that the Indonesian people were a little sensitive to it, even though they both did nothing.

"Alhamdulillah nak Brayen has chosen this path, God willing will get the blessings of the world and the hereafter" said Mr. Joseph, smiling lightly. "Now Brayen's son said two sentences of shahada ya."

"Yes sir" said Brayen a little nervously.

"Just relax, don't be nervous" Mr. Yusuf patted Brayen's back gently to encourage him.

Brayen suddenly remembered his dead generation Daddy, he would give a clap of spirit on the back of Brayen armpit to give encouragement. A smile rises on Brayen's lips.

"Follow me to Brayen" said Mr. Joseph, and Brayen nodded steadily. "Ashi..."

"Ashi..."

"Alla..."

"Alla..."

"That's it..."

"That's it..."

"Allahyou..."

"Allahyou..."

"Wa asyhadu's..."

"Wa asyhadu's..."

"Muhammada the apostle."

"Muhammada the apostle."

"I testify..."

"I testify..."

"There is no god but Allah..."

"There is no god but Allah..."

"And Muhammad is my prophet..."

"And Muhammad is my prophet..."

"Alhamdulillah," said Mr. Yusuf, followed by Indri as his loyal secretary.

"Thank God congratulations sir, you have become a convert" Indri congratulated his master.

Not to forget Mr. Joseph gave advice to Brayen, anything that should not, and anything that can, anything that is mandatory and anything that is not mandatory. All Mr. Yusuf said in general, did not want Brayen to feel burdened as a convert. Because Mr. Joseph realized that Brayen was a new person, and did not understand.

Mr. Yusuf tried to explain in as simple a language as possible, and connected it with logic. To make Brayen understand the purpose and purpose of the commandment.

Brayen seemed to nod his head and understood. Brayen immediately asked for Mr. Yusuf's mobile number, so that he could contact at any time, when he was confused about something.

"Thank you very much, if you need anything please contact me, if I can for sure I will help you," said Brayen, shaking the hand of Mr. Yusuf.

Mr. Yusuf smiled, then opened his peck, revealing a short, whitened hair. "God willing, I will contact Brayen son, this is a gift from me, for Brayen son as a convert, in use during prayer."

"It's a fire, isn't it, sir, what is it?" Brayen watched the prayer beads and prayer mats of Joseph.

"This is the prayer mat, the prayer mat of Nak Brayen," said Mr. Joseph, "while this is the prayer beads, a hundred in number, to praise the name of Allah, for example Subhanallah, as much as one block, Allahuakbar as much as one block, and Alhamdulillah for this much," said Mr. Joseph gave advice to Brayen. Brayen mangut mangut, trying to remember any pronunciation needed.

"Ashar and magrib and isya later we pray together in the lower mosque, son Brayen, while learning the prayer movement, for his reading, later we memorize slowly," said Mr. Yusuf, said, smile at Brayen.

"Well, thank you" said Brayen.

Everyone who passed by in the lobby was stunned by the figure of a bule with a white peci on top of his head, adding to the level of good looks of the man himself.

"Who the candidate of the priest is, O Allah, makes a big melt" said one of the women who passed in the lobby.

Hi friends of all friends, sorry othor only dare to make about the religion of Islam, not mean racist, but othor do not understand about the teachings of other religions. Sorry keun, othor didn't mean. Please like, comment, and support yes.