In my prayer

2. Second

"...If you fall in love with God's creation, don't forget the creator..."

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At dusk sitting in the bus seat, he stared at the glass of the bus that showed the outside atmosphere that seemed to rain, with an earphone attached to both ears. Twilight listening to BTS song 'Boy with luv'

After school, Dusk had stopped by one of the bookstores, Dusk is a lover of novels. Dusk accidentally saw a book called 'Come hijrah' Dusk who was curious about the contents of the book chose to take and buy the book.

For some reason his heart trembled a little at the sight of the book, even his intention of buying a teenage novel book was now cancelled.

"Ekhem! Sorry can I sit here?" Ask someone but Dusk did not hear because Dusk set the song with a high volume

The man sighed softly, he pulled the earphone cord belonging to Dusk slowly.

Dusk felt the earphone cable pulled someone made Dusk turn to find a man with a sturdy style of clothes plus a peci plus a holster who was standing next to the chair.

Dusk releasing his earphones he raised one of his eyebrows looking at the man with a puzzled look. The man who was seen by Dusk immediately subdued his gaze while beristighfar repeated.

"Can I sit here? All the places were full, and there was only this seat left" the man asked nervously

Dusk quickly nodded he took his bag which was in the other seat and placed it in the middle between him and the man.

The man also did the same as Dusk, put the bag that was in his carry in the middle of it and Dusk.

Dusk put his earphones back on and, Dusk silently felt bad if he was next to a man he did not know at all. But Dusk tried to calm down and stared at the glass.

The man seemed to open a small Qur'an and chant the verse of the Qur'an in a voice so soft but soothing, a soft and gentle voice.

Dusk saw the man reading Surah An-naba', well even though Dusk is not a reciter of the Qur'an like Father, Mother, and Brother. But he memorized Juz 30 from Surah An-naba' to Surah An-nas.

Shut up, Dusk turned off the song. Dusk heard the man's voice was very melodious, more melodious than what he heard from his earphones.

Dusk enjoying his chant, Dusk felt his heart tremble again. Not feeling his tears dripping just like that, Dusk quickly wiped them and revived the song earlier.

 

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Muhammad Azmi as-sauqi, a man often called Azmi. A child kyai big Al-amin boarding school located in Blitar East Java.

Azmi is 19 years old, she is a college student this year. Azmi migrated to Surabaya to study, Azmi majored in PAI. Or Islamic Religious Education, Azmi's goal is to become an Ustadz, and also a speaker.

Azmi just came out of the minimarket, she also just returned from her college. And he stopped by a minimarket to buy snacks and water for his home later. Error Not a house but kosan kosan.

From that moment he was crabbing waiting for the passing bus, even he just finished his prayer and a cocoa shirt and peci and sheath were still attached to his body. Azmi did not intend to change her clothes, she was more comfortable wearing that shirt.

Azmi holds a bag containing her book and also her laptop, her hands are busy carrying a crackle containing snacks and water earlier.

"Why didn't the bus come?" Azmi asked herself

After a long wait of almost 20 minutes, finally the bus came but when he entered the seat was full only the remaining seat there was a girl in her school uniform who was staring at the glass.

Azmi tried to stand alone, but arrived her legs slightly linu because of a long standing waiting for the bus earlier. Azmi finally resigned herself to trying to get closer to the girl to ask if she could sit next to her.

"Ekhem! Sorry can I sit here?" Ask politely.

Azmi patted her own forehead, how could she hear his words? He just wears earphones.

'You stupid Azmi! Don't see if she's earplugs'

Azmi, who was confused, finally ventured to pull the aerphone cable slowly to make the girl look at her

"MasyaAllah. Very beautiful to her" Azmi who realized immediately lowered her gaze while having a serighfar repeatedly

Azmi glanced at the girl who was releasing her earphs and raised one eyebrow. Azmi knew what that meant.

"Can I sit here? All the places are full, and only this seat remains" Azmi asked nervously, oh no her heart suddenly thumped loudly.

The girl quickly nodded and picked up the bag that was in her other seat for her to put in the middle for the barrier between herself and the girl.

Azmi immediately sat down in the chair, she let go

bag and put the bag in the middle.

"God, what's with my heart? She's beautiful, but she's not veiled. However, he understood the boundary between men and women. Even she puts her bag in the middle, she's a good girl. I hope I get a wife like her"

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