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Chapter 2 The Dilemma of love

Many times the man in the shade breathed 'em, the face was rough. The grouchy look was clearly drawn on his pure white face.

Astagfirullahaladim Mas Abdul the man, beristigfar heart and mind are not in line. Unusually, he was like this, repeatedly he had to repeat the recitation of the Quran because many verses were read incorrectly . Eyes on the Quran. But his heart and mind dived into the memory, recalling the words of Ema who asked him to marry her son Bu Sinah (Adel). Mother's words continued to ring in the head of Mas Abdul making his own dizziness.

Getting married has been a target for Mas Abdul this year. However, he did not know with whom he would marry. 27 years of age are mature enough, to build a household ark. Navigating the sea, climbing the garden of heaven with the idol later in his paradise Allah is a dream mas Abdul. Closed clothes with a long unraveling hijab cover the chest to the hips. He is the angel of the world that Abdul hoped for. But, she instead asked herself to marry Adel who was far from her desired criteria. It is true what she said, if Bu Sinah is very meritorious for her family all this time she did not dismiss it.

However, should Mas Abdul pawn his love in the name of remuneration?

The sun has already shown itself preparing to carry out its duties, the blue cloud becomes the most beautiful appearance . Mas Abdul pushed his iron rolling shop, cleaned the dust that stuck to each table using a kemoceng.Mas Call customers who just arrived at the photocopy store. There is no word from Mas Abdul even though the distance is quite close to where the customer stands.

"Mas!" the customer called him back in a louder tone of voice.

"Eh. yes wait a minute" he put the original duster, walked up to the customer.

Is there anything I can help you with? Ask Abdul

This is mas, I want to print a photo size of 3x4 cm three sheets

What color does the background want Bang? Ask Abdul to his customer.

red color mas, cook yes blue color is already rich people want to marry, I actually want to marry again. But I am afraid mas, later fitting finished ijab qobul instead of his new life same couple, the, keburu has moved nature first hehe Mas Abdul laughed amusedly at the joke his brother might mean that the brother already has a wife there is no way he married again could be slit his wife.

The telephon ring distracts Mas Abdul who is printing it. He's looking for the source of the phone's voice, too busy to forget where to save the phone. Turns out his phone was buried in a pile of paper, there was the name of his sister Danis.

What else is the phone? gumam mas Abdul's. Just about to pick up the call, already dead. Put his phone in his pocket, let's think later also if it's important for sure his sister will call him again. Abdul continued his work.

"Mas Abdul had lunch first, this I just bought rice field two packs Sounded Voice Andi the only employee he has"

"Thank you first, I'm not hungry yet subtly refuse"

"Come on mas, I'm not good at eating alone, if there are friends it's good come on uenak must be his favorite rice field mas Abdul"

"You this Andi can be, yes I've been here"

"Assalamualaikum" Just now Mas Abdul will scoop up rice and come again customers.

"Waalaikumussalam, you continue to eat let me serve said Mas Abdul" Andi replied with a nod, occasionally glancing at the new customers.

'Mas, I want to buy refill ink, which black color is there?" Ask the customer.

There's Ustazah, what else? Mas Abdul called the customer with an ustazah because he was also one of the teachers, who taught in the same place as Ustazah Hana. You could say he is his close friend Ustazah Hana. Because usually he always sees them go together. According to his employee Andi, they were like two twins.

"That's it, sir"

"Stages. Fitri, where the twin tumben alone" asked Andi who suddenly was next to Mas Abdul.

"Hehe yes mas, Ustazah Hana today is not a holiday first, he said again there is an event at his home mas" secretly mas Abdul listened to the conversation Andi and Ustazah Fitri.

Salat is a pillar of Religion, if the pole is not established how can everything stand firm?. As the saying often used by the Ustad, if the building does not have a pole to support it must collapse. That is the picture of religion. Salat is a very important thing compared to other world affairs.

The main concern of all affairs is Islam, its sustainer is prayer and fighting in the path of Allah is the peak.(.HR. Trimidhi, Ibn Majah, and Ahmad of Muadz).

Legal prayer is mandatory for every Muslim who has been converted (balig) with the conditions, rules and readings that have been set. Prayer is a worship in which contains the reading of Dhikr and Prayer. All in the prayer movement contains Prayer and Dhikr.

And ask for help (to Allah) with patience and prayer . And (sholat) it is very heavy except for those who are solemn.(Q.l. Al-baqoroh verse 45).

A sense of calm and peace that goes into the recesses of the soul, it feels plong when it has done the prayer as lost already heavy burden that he bears.

The sun was very hot making Mas Abdul had to squint his eyes because of glare. Crossing the road to the shop, he saw the ice mixed cart seemed fresh he thought. Abdul decided to stop by for a while. However, he did not see the owner of the ice cart there, his views circulated looking for the owner.

"Want to buy some ice?" Ask the seller who suddenly was there beside Mas Abdul.

"Eh.. Yes this is the father who sells?”

"yes, I'm sorry, I just returned to prayer from the front Mushola". MashaAllah was very happy that Abdul heard it. Although being selling this father, still concerned about worship, usually there are sometimes only sellers still selling even though Adan has reverberated. They ignore the call of Allah SWT. Salat does not take much time.

"yeah no problem sir, I'm new here too"

"How many packs of mas?"

"Two packs only sir" He deliberately bought two packs, one pack for himself and one pack for Andi. Fresh taste felt sipped when sipping mixed ice, thirst thirsty thirst gone already doused with cold ice.

The sound of the phone ringing again was heard without reading who the caller was Abdul immediately picked it up.

Assalmu aleikum, what's up with Danis? Mas Abdul asked himself to think that if the caller was his sister, actually he refused to lift it for sure the tip of the end of Ema will bring up the problem of arranged marriage again.

"Waalaikumussalam nak Abdul Mata Mas Abdul immediately glared when he heard a voice from a phone call, wait don't say this Muntaha mumbamnya sir. Red was his face when he saw the name of the caller on the screen of Muntaha sir's phone.

Eh sorry this Mr. Muntaha well. I think this is my sister, Danis Sorry sir once again.

Hehe yes why do I want to just be surprised, just call directly in omelin hehe".

"Sorry sir"

"Yes no papa son, I mean the phone wants to invite son Abdul, to come to my house later in the afternoon' Got the invitation it makes the heart of Abdul deg-degan own. He was afraid of the intention of Muntaha invited him, wanted to discuss the problem of matchmaking at that time. Mas Abdul scratched his head dizzy, thinking about how he should give an answer. Not a problem with his mother now plus another one.

Abah, everything is done, just waiting for the arrival of his guest The soft voice was heard from across the phone, why his voice was so familiar to Abdul, Ustazah Hana. That name came to his mind. That's Ustazah Hana. The woman whom Mas Abdul secretly admired was the daughter of Pak Muntaha someone who would be betrothed to her .

How happy mas Abdul if it is true, his face red blushing his heart flowery happy not to play if it is true of course he will be immediately ready to marry her. But, that happy look quickly turned into sadness as she thought back to the request of beloved Ema who asked her to marry Adel, the daughter of Bu Sinah.

The worship of the heart is waiting in front of the eyes should Mas Abdul sincerely release it?