Love is Not Finished

CHAPTER 150: Mosque

The crane..!

The alarm went off loud, indicating that dawn was time.

I woke up and immediately ablaze. After the dawn prayer, I woke up Zuri who was in deep sleep.

I went downstairs and found Mama cleaning the house. I helped before I left with Zuri.

"Ma, Zanu and Zuri are going out this morning to the beach. Doesn't anyone want to be ordered? Let's go to the market later" I asked.

"Hmm.., it looks like nothing, Mama has been shopping for stock for the next three days. Zanu want to exercise what are the streets?" ask Mama.

"Just walk Ma, another sports cape, hehehe..,"

"Yes, you get ready and wake up your sister,"

"Good Ma,"

I went upstairs and went into the room to wake Zuri up. After that I changed clothes and made thin. While waiting for Zuri to get ready, I picked up the blue diary that was inside the drawer.

I read a diary that was about mass venting. Although the contents are not much, but it is heart-wrenching, especially the memories with Bram. Although my relationship is not too long with Bram, but almost every day there is always a story with him.

There are even things beyond logic, events that I think only exist in the mafia world and fairy tales.

"Sister, I'm ready. Let's go down" Zuri asked.

I nodded and followed from behind. While downstairs, Zuri and I say goodbye to Mama. My father is not home, already out at dawn to do his hobby of fishing.

Zuri and I started walking towards the beach not too far from home. Along the way we both told him about each other's busyness at school and my college. There is no need to tell the people we love because it will hurt each other's feelings.

Arriving at the beach, I immediately played sand and once wet my feet to the approaching waves. So did Zuri, busy looking for shells and playing the waves. Unexpectedly, two people came up to me.

"Hallo Brother Zanu!" a girl shouted from a distance. Seen the face of his sumring when approaching me and it turns out the brand is both his brother and his brother Vincent.

"Hallo too," I answered sumringah while hugging Vincent's sister.

"I haven't seen Brother in a long time, what else is there?" ask Vincent's sister.

"Yes.yes.., you miss Brother? Playing sand again with sister. Yuk, Brother knows," I asked as I approached Zuri who was counting shells.

"Zuri, know this is Vincent's brother,"

"Hey, hello to Dek, Brother Zuri's name. What's your name?" ask Zuri.

"Hallo Kak Zuri, my name is Tiara. Tiara's guess is true, Brother Zanu, if this Zuri Kak is also as beautiful as Brother," Tiara praised Zuri.

"Ah, Tiara can. Big brother so hovering here," ledek Zuri blushed in embarrassment.

"Udah, we'll go yuk Tiara. Your sister is waiting," I'm taking Tiara to her place.

"Hallo Kak, sorry Tiaranya Zanu take it there," I said.

"It's okay Zanu. You're on college vacation, aren't you?" ask Brother Vincent.

"His holiday every week. Not yet on semester break. Oiya, how's Mom doing?"

"Mother Alhamdulillah is healthy. Mother often asked and waited for Zanu to come to our house. Go to the house, you must be very happy. Since Vincent's departure, I've been sad and moody. Vincent's beloved son Mother, he's the only son in our family" Brother Vincent explained.

"Later a little afternoon Zanu play ya to the house," said I.

"really? Duh! I'm sure you're happy to hear that. But why should it be Zanu afternoon? Just in the afternoon, so we can linger we chat with Mom,"

"Hour ten Zanu train nyetir Brother. I don't know what time it's finished. After driving off, Zanu try to get to Brother's house immediately, okay,"

"duh... Really yes, Brother wait. Later if you are proficient driving, can dong ya often play to our house,"

"God willing, Brother" I replied. Seen once Brother Vincent enthusiastically waiting for my presence in his house.

I, Zuri, Brother Vincent and Tiara played a game, a game I played with Bram. The memories are back in my heart.

Brother, I miss.

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After being satisfied to play, Brother Vincent and Tiara said goodbye to go home first. Stay me and Zuri on the beach. We're both still running around, looking for shells or playing in the waves.

Suddenly from a distance, I saw some people approaching me. The only person I know is Jack.

What's Jack here, huh? It must be an important affair, so Mr. Jack brought some of his bodyguards. I hope I can get some news about Bram.

"Good morning Non Zanu. How's things?" ask Jack politely.

I cleaned both my hands of the sand.

"Good morning, too, Jack. Thank goodness, Father how?" askaku.

"Alhamdulillah is as good as Non. Oiya, sorry I interrupted Non's time for a moment. There are important things that I want to say about fishermen here including young people," said Mr. Jack.

Ow hell! Is this Bram's job? How could this task be aimed at me, whereas Bram had already given the position of Boss in this area was Mr Jack in its entirety?

"What's up, sir? Is there anything Bram has said to me? But it's best to chat in that cottage, sir," I showed you an open cabin on the side of the road not too far from the beach.

Jack sir and the bodyguard followed me from behind. Arriving at the cottage, I took a sitting position facing each other with Mr. Jack, while the bodyguard stood at the back.

"Look Non. Maybe Non already knows that the full power for the management of fishermen in this region is me. But there are restrictions including permission in the form of signatures of important letters, proposals and arrangements in taking a decision was submitted to Non Zanu," explained Mr. Jack.

"Lho's? Brother Bram never told me about that? Anyway I don't know at all about the fisherman, how the mission and the fission and the distribution of assistance to all of them sir," I refused and it felt like I was stacked a lot of tasks by Bram.

"Sorry Non, rather Non's job is just as a supervisor. For this workmanship it is, all the duties of the Father, but the decision remains in the hands of Non. So there is no need for Non to bother to go down to the field, that's how it is. This week fishermen get the most fishing results and the Boss company benefits a few percent from before. As per the mandate of the Boss, the profits are distributed to the families of each fisherman and the rest to the construction of the mosque,"

Huh! The mosque? Bram never talked about it or told me about it.

"Mesjid Sir? Which mosque? Brother's feelings never said," I asked curiously.

"Indeed, the boss did not want to tell Non about the construction of the mosque before he left for America. Because it was a surprise for Non. The boss built the mosque for Non Zanu,"

"Well?!"

I was really shocked to hear the info from Mr. Jack. And I didn't expect, in my life, to have a mosque. And Bramlah the person, who can really realize all the dreams of many people is to build a mosque.

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