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With difficulty Aleisha swallowed her saliva, she was stunned by the food lined up before her eyes.

From appetizers, main or dessert. The dishes are neatly arranged on the tables.

The place waiting for him today, was much different from the place waiting for him yesterday.

Right now, he was waiting in the room whose view went straight to the runway of the plane.

Then, a very soft seat added a variety of dishes.

He who felt hungry then immediately look for dishes that are certainly halal for him to eat.

"MasyaAllah is very tasty." he murmured while eating food that may have all his payday spent to buy the food.

While waiting, he checked his HP. When he opened it, he was surprised to get many messages and calls from his friends, the company that gave gifts and also Ms Mirna from the company where he worked.

Aleisya first read the message from the bottom that is the company that gives gifts.

About fifty more messages were sent by the party. Aleisya swiftly and deftly replied to the message.

He also explained the reason, he who did not answer the call or reply to the message and also his sudden disappearance that may have been explained by the hotel after the man had taken his belongings.

Next, he replied to his friend's message which was about a hundred more and also a call. To be honest it made Aleisha shocked. He also replied to the message of his best friend.

Until his eyes stopped on one message saying he was about to be fired. His eyes returned to the next message.

After replying to her potluck, she again read the next message from Ms. Mirna. The woman also asked the news and about dozens of messages and calls that read her name.

Back his eyes stopped, on the same message as his best friend's. But this time the message read, he was fired.

They cannot work irresponsible people and avoid responsibility.

There, Ms. Mirna also wrote an apology. Because it was not her who decided but the HRD part that saw Aleisha who did not enter without any news at all.

His happy face was now gloomy. Because finding work in Jakarta is not easy, added by dressing like a Muslim.

Is there a company as good as his company that allows employees to use the game.

He took a deep breath and said, "..Aleya, you must not be sad. That sustenance is in the hands of Allah, surely Allah will not give trials beyond the limits of his servants.."

"You can do it!" continue to encourage yourself.

The woman recalled the incident that happened to her.

He thought that his death at that time and he accepted destiny. Apparently not, the creator said something else. Someone was helping him.

That's an example, if we've surrendered ourselves to the creator and sincerely accept it. Of course the creator will not give trials that exceed the ability.

Like, he's healthy now and he's going back to his country. Even though from that incident he lost his job and was afraid of men. But he believed that everything had meaning.

At exactly one o'clock in the afternoon, Aleisha boarded a plane. Inside, he was again shocked by the cabin which was filled with only a few benches.

The benches are much larger and personal impressed because they are far from each other.

When the plane flew, he again got a dish that was as luxurious as the food earlier.

Soekarno Hatta Airport

After a long flight, Aleisha arrived in Indonesia. It seems he kagen with this country and also the typical faces of the archipelago.

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Aleisya was silent for a moment, as he almost hit a tall man. He just nodded his head and said sorry, then left.

He still certainly still has a feeling of fear when meeting Men. But not too afraid if the man is Asian-faced or ordinary.

But if that guy's a perverted face, like the guy who abused him. His body reacted by itself.

"Aleisha, it's fine.." he mumbled to calm himself.

He then stepped to the right to look for the Airport Bus that went to his home area.

It didn't take long for the bus to come and take him away.

The atmosphere of daylight in a densely populated village, looks lonely no one passed by. Maybe because a lot of people are still working and the kids haven't come home from school.

The long hooded woman immediately entered her house while carrying a bag.

"Assalamu'alaikum." he said as he entered the house.

His lips developed a happy smile and immediately entered the room that had been with him for the past two years.

Soon the woman, changed her clothes and cleaned herself. After that do not forget first himself dzuhur prayer.

"Aahhhhh.comfortable.."

Aleisya laid his body on his thin bed. Even though his mattress is not soft or buy. But he felt much more comfortable on this bed.

Expressed his iris towards the ceiling of his contract then closed his eyes that began to feel sleepy.

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"Ssss ahhh." ringis Aleisya.

He slowly opened the bandage that enveloped his wound. He stared from the glass looking at the gunshot scar on his right shoulder that had started to dry up.

After changing the bandage, she immediately put on her home clothes back.

When I woke up earlier. He found his best friend 'This is going to his place. This friend of his, knowing Aleisya had reached his contract made him want to visit the Woman immediately.

Directed his gaze into his transparent food box, inside it was filled with only one instant noodles, one box biscuits and sweets with only a few seeds left.

So also the kitchen needs that he had left for three weeks were rotting.

Then the woman chose to leave the house, to shop for the kitchen and snacks.

Out of her rented alley, Aleisya in her treat views of mothers sitting in bale while feeding their children playing.

"..hhh..Neng Aleisha, come home!" greet a fat Mom with neck hair.

"..iya Ma.." she replied. He then walked towards the group of mothers.

Aleisha was well known in the area, not only because she was dressed in a shar'i that was different from the others but she was also famous for being friendly and kind.

And the most familiar, because it opens a free study for children who want to be able to teach.

"...neng finally came home, Arif nanyain Neng mulu.." said one of the hooded mothers who was feeding the boy in his lap.

"Yes, Aqila too." said the long black hooded mother whose arms were visible.

Aleisya only smiled kindly in response to the words of the Mothers. He couldn't possibly tell her what happened.

"Where did Neng Aleisya go for so long?" ask Mom, short hair.

"..." - ".Aleisya was speechless who soon returned smiling and laughing.

"..there's, ma'am's business." he replied.

The mothers just nodded their heads. They understood what the long hooded woman said.

"Where is Neng Aleisha going?" ask me, hooded mom. He deliberately switched topics.

"I want to go shopping in the kitchen." replies Aleisha.

"...Then, I say yes. assalamu'alaikum Mothers.." his permission to leave the group of mothers.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." reply them simultaneously.

The long-veiled woman again continued on her way to the shopping place not far from the bale.

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