Died Marriage

Take Me Hijrah

"Loe's got a problem?" Ask Mitha when she meets.

"No." Said evasive.

"I took you somewhere to solve the problem." Mitha said in spirit.

"As far as you."

After thirty minutes of travel, Mitha had arrived at a beach. "Hehe, you pay the entrance ticket well." Mitha said embarrassedly.

Nazeera smiled shook her head, "Of course, as my apology at that time." Her speech.

"Hem, it's up to you, just don't count it as a debt well. Look out loe." Threaten Mitha with her laughter.

After they finished paying, they entered the place. "You're not working?" Ask Nazeera.

"Work."

"What's your job?"

"Spend money."

Nazeera sued Mitha's head, "Haha, that's not her name's job."

They sit on the beach, enjoying the heat of the sun and the breeze that brings in tranquility.

"Why are you moody?" Ask Mitha.

"Loe can tell me." Smile next.

"Sok knows you. What do you know about me?"

"Hahaha, you underestimated me." Mitha smiled knotingly.

"Sometimes I want to be that bird over there." Point Nazeera towards the object in question.

Mitha turned, "Why?"

"I want to fly there and come here, relieve fatigue!" He smiled wryly.

Mitha propped her hands back, "When the bird that was there wanted the same thing, she wanted to be human." Mitha looked at the same object.

"Man is not satisfied. Given this wants it, given it wants this." Mitha took a breath.

"Loe is grateful to have had a fulfilling life. As for me, I have to work hard for a grain of rice."

Nazeera remembers Amma and the apartment. Indeed, all this time if there is an unfulfilled heart desire, always responded with selfishness. Is he really in it? People who are less grateful?

He recalled when Jaya touched his body. I am ashamed of my God. I'm ashamed of myself. There is no solution for myself. Because of my selfishness to reality and desire.

"I am no longer holy, what is there to be grateful for? Treasure doesn't buy that sanctity anymore." Nazeera opened his voice.

Mitha stared fixedly at Nazeera's face whose gaze was straight ahead, "Even adulterers God forgives Him."

Nazeera turned, "Right, you don't know?! Hem, I've always got this study in pak ustadz." Mitha recalled the teacher who taught her.

"Hahaha, I'm still a layman about religion. All I know is, say two sentences of shahada, pray, zakat, fast, continue to climb the hajj for those who can afford." His speech.

"Hahaha, that's the pillar of Islam." Mitha said loudly.

"Yes, that's all I know. Haha. I'm still a layman." Say it again.

"But now that I don't know why, I feel ashamed of myself and my God every time I want to face." Continue frankly.

"Loe's still good, I just know how to pray." Mitha laughed again. He thought it was very funny, it was not just his stupid self about the things of divinity.

"And wear veils for those who want to be considered pious." Then later silence.

"Before I participated in the study, I was the foremost to follow them, especially those who wear a veil I say ninja turtles. But after participating in the study, I retracted my words, it turned out that my science was still superficial about it. Now I am ashamed of myself if I see those who have been able to cover their disgrace with complete clothing, in contrast to me, I am wearing clothes that are less material." He smiled wryly.

"I initially participated in his study only because he was handsome and able to captivate my feelings, but over time the feeling disappeared by itself. Instead of focusing on the material."

"Hahaha, I can't afford it yet. My money is just buy rice, pay rent, the rest I can buy clothes I want and also a veil." Vigorously.

"I only have one veil and a decent shirt to wear during the study. That's why when you get out of the house like this," shows himself.

"Adapula those who scoffed that I came because the ustadz is handsome when it is yes." Then later laugh.

"Hahaha, I'm really a less grateful person. I had everything but forgot to be grateful." Nazeera said with teary eyes.

Mitha held Nazeera's shoulder, "Gue was once in a loe position." Mita is encouraging.

"My parents told me to marry that guy." Nazeera said with a clear view.

"That guy doesn't want to, he's my brother's best friend. He is the one who vindicates my body. I don't want him, he deserves to be my om." His words brought out his grandfathers.

"Could be, what you want is not what's best for you and maybe what you don't want happens because it's what's best for you." Mitha gave a word of pearl to her friend.

A knot smile re-emerged on Nazeera's face, "I'm happy with you. Looks like we could be best friends."

"Yes, but my advice as a friend of loe, you better accept the wishes of your own parents, while still alive. From me, I have no one but my brother."

Nazeera seemed to think of Mitha's words, It seems that what Mitha said was true, while mother is still alive, I must be a good child. Including marrying Jaya.

"Love is unique, not knowing what we love someone for. Hahaha, sometimes I wonder about myself, see what I've done so good." Mitha melted the atmosphere, knowing that she was betrothed to someone she did not care about.

"Propel love again, then loe fertilizer do not let others pick again. Loe can really date after getting married to the om you mean. Haha."

Prak

Nazeera hit Mitha's arm, "Hahaha, am I right?"

"Hem, thank you for today Mit." Nazeera smiled happily.

"Gue wants to invite you to study the handsome Mr. Ustadz. I'm sure you'll be interested in him." Bring Mitha.

"When we study together. I also want to study religion, but sometimes I'm ashamed of the other kids."

"Hahaha, there are not only children doang Na, even the grandmothers are also there to participate in the study."

"Oh yeah?! I really don't know myself. Trivial thing I don't know because rarely set foot in the mosque, most just in the house doang." Nazeera.

Nazeera recalled the gift that Amma gave her, it was a pair of clothes and a veil to cover the body to the chest.

"Take me to hijrah with you Mit." Continue Nazeera.

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