
When your heart hopes for someone, God sends to you the pain of hope. That ye may know that Allah is full of hope besides Him. Allah prevents you from doing this, so that you may return to His hope.
Love your lover in moderation, who knows one day he will be your enemy. And hate the one you hate mediocrely, who knows someday he'll be your love.
Do not be too hard on yourself, for the end result of all the affairs of this world has been established by God. If something is destined to get away from you, then he will never come to you. But if he's meant to be with you, then you won't be able to run from him.
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"I entrust this love only to You, guarding my heart and heart from disappointment, until that time comes. Unite us in your blessing and Ridho." Danu looked up at the ceiling of the mosque. His heart felt better now that he had heard from the ustadz he had accidentally met at the mosque.
Applying to the creator and surrendering to Him is the best.
"Once again I remind you, never give up on His path" said the ustadz. Her smile never left her face when she met Danu.
"If the woman you mean can't accept you yet, never force it. Approach slowly, give her an explanation, give her an understanding of your feelings on her. Do not rush and seem pushy, it will make him more away from you"
"But Ustadz, he's my ex-wife" Danu stared at the Ustadz bead that suddenly changed because of his words.
"Basic semprul! Why not tell me from earlier" the Ustadz threw Danu with his peci.
"Why Ustadz?'' Ask Danu astonished. Ustadz's way of speaking changed unlike at the beginning.
"Conquering a girl with a widow is different" he answered while reaching back the peci he threw earlier. "Ah come on, don't call me Ustadz. I'm not an ustadz, but I'm just a mosque guard!"
Crickets krik...
Danu scratched his head. "If he's not Ustadz, why didn't he say that" he murmured. It turned out that he had mistaken the person, who he thought was Ustadz, was just a mosque guard. But the man is still called Ustadz.
"Why? Fooled you. Fooled by my appearance or my words? Huh.you're not the first person to be fooled by me. Hahahaha" His laughter echoed throughout the mosque.
"I'm sorry, then" Danu left the man she thought was ustadz laughing.
Danu came out of the mosque feeling arrogant because he felt he had been deceived.
It was really her mood becoming chaotic again now.
From outside the mosque, Danu could still hear the laughter of the man he thought was ustadz.
"Ah you weirdo" Grunts as he steps towards his car.
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The day at the office.
Danu walked into the lobby with in her hand a bushel, this time it was a four-stacking bushel. Especially if it is not fried rice, as he promised yesterday to bring fried rice for his ex-wife and her two friends as well as for him.
Merisa looked at her boss in surprise, never once as long as she became her secretary found her boss was bringing supplies to the office.
"Oh yes Merisa, later in the afternoon do not need to bring me lunch" said Danu as Merisa approached her.
"Bad bring stock? Tumben" Tanya Merisa's.
"Well, as you can see" Danu said and then stepped past Merisa who was still confused.
Danu went into his room, he put the bushel he was carrying on his desk. Then he sat down on his great chair, opening up the pile of documents that needed his signature.
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📞"Merisa, later lunch hour please call Rere, Dina and Alisa in my room" Danu said from a phone call.
📞"Well sir" answered Merisa and then hung up her phone.
"Huh, why else? Yesterday Rere was called to his room, now Dina and Alisa are too. Gosh..."Merisa shut her mouth. "Don't taste Mr. Danu's young leaves like the apprentice's children" his murmur "ah cook should be three-thirds anyway" Merisa scratched her head which suddenly itches.
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"Hi beautiful. Lunch with yuk" Take Angga to Alisa, Rere and Dina.
"Corn!" Dina is very enthusiastic about the invitation of Angga.
"What's? Forgot Lo same words Lo yesterday" Dina commemorates.
Rere moaned, he also gave in to his friend because yesterday he had promised.
"Come on" Take Dimas to his friend.
"In the meantime, let's wait for these three beautiful girls"
"Lisa, Rere, Dina. You're called to the boss' room right now!" Said Merisa approaching her third.
Dimas and Angga stared at each other, and in the end Dimas managed to pull the Angga away from the crowd of women.
"Lo Dim suck" Angga threw his hand out of Dimas's hand and he stepped out of the office.
Dimas could only shake his head staring at the departure of his friend.
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"What's wrong, mbak?" Ask Rere on Merisa.
"I don't know, either!" His orders to the three apprentices, then Merisa went to her place back.
Rere turned to look at Alisa behind him.
"Why?" Alisa asked, the friend continued to stare at her without speaking.
"Come on" Take Rere.
"You two just. If there's a job, bring it here, please"
"But Sa"
"Udah Re's. I am so lazy to argue"
"It's a long time ago" Dina mengelos.
"Come on Sa, you're better, right? So what's the problem again"
"Yes, but I'm lazy to go there" Alisa sat back where she was.
"But Sa..." Rere was about to protest but Alisa stared at him sharply.
"Yes, yes" Rere and Dina went to the boss room without Alisa.
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Tok tok tok tok
"Come in" Danu said from inside his room.
"Lohs. Alisa where?" He asked, seeing that only Rere and Dina entered.
"Don't go with the mas" Rere replied as he walked in.
"Why?" Danu asked again, raising both eyebrows.
"Morning he said. Eh but what is it that I call us?'' Ask Rere.
"Ck." Danu clucked at the bushel on his desk.
"Tuh" Show it to Rere and Dina.
"Fried rice again?" Ask Dina.
"Well, I thought I'd take the three of you to lunch together in my room" Raut Danu's face turned disappointed, when yesterday he told Alisa would bring him fried rice for her to the office, but his ex-wife did not even come into his room.