Love of Muhallil

Pray before praying

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Clique

"How do you like this house?" niko asked and immediately kissed Haya's forehead.

"That's it___, the point is thank you for giving me a house. Although I don't really like your idea, mas."

"I just want the best for you Haya. I beg you to understand, don't leave my life again."

Niko took the phone and showed it to Haya.

"I've transferred money to your account. You can use the money for your living expenses, because from tomorrow you have to resign from where you work."

"Loh can't do that dong mas. I'm still going to work, I'm tired if I have to be unemployed and stay at home, after all what I want at home all day!" answer Haya disagreed.

"She___"

"Mas I beg you. I've had a hard time getting the job, and by the time I get it, I have to let go. Please, ma'am."

"good. But remember you should be able to divide your time between working and getting Muhallil's husband for us, and occasionally visiting and looking after Attar."

"Can you do all that, Haya?" Investigate Niko with a sly smile. Since Niko wasn't sure, Haya could split the time.

"I can!" haya's circus was snuggled, and felt cornered.

"alright. I will always wait for the time when we can get back together again. I hope there will be a time soon. "

"Now rest. I want to go home first, remember to fight for our son Attar" whispered Niko and left Haya at the minimalist house itself.

After Niko left Haya dropped herself on the sofa.

"O Allah, I am fragile, and I cannot afford to continue to accept the complex trials of life. O Allah, please help your servant?" Haya cried with a sit down.

Tears that kept coming down the cheeks, Haya rubbed using a handkerchief given by Ahmad Faiz.

"What is Ahmad Faiz, the good man whom Allah sent. I'm afraid that Ahmad Faiz is a more selfish and more evil man than Mas Niko," said Haya.

"What am I going to do this is a sin. O Allah help this servant of yours?" Haya closed her eyes.

Haya took the phone and called Attar. How is it possible starting tonight Haya will stay and sleep without Attar. Niko is so cruel, separating a mother from her child, Niko is evil.

Tut___

The call has not been answered.

"Hallo Assalamualaikum, ma'am," Pina's voice over there.

"Walaikumsalam, where's Attar I miss?" Lirih Haya's.

"Attar's asleep, Mom, this is his son," Pina's bik pointed the camera phone at Attar who was sleeping on the mattress.

"Attar, miss son. Beautiful dreams dear her, mother" said Haya while wiping her mobile phone screen.

"Bi___"

"Yes ma'am, what's wrong?"

"Why is Attar sleeping at this hour?"

"So we ran out of sightseeing to a tourist spot. So maybe Attar was exhausted."

"Is Attar fussy?"

"No Ma'am. Attar was so hotheaded and so happy just now."

"Sir, please take good care of Attar yes for a while. I have a very urgent interest that maybe I will not return home until the time allows," felt stuck in Haya's throat even if just saying something.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"Yes bik. I'm fine here, please take care of Attar for me huh bik? I love Attar bik, honestly I don't want to like this bik but I can what?"

"Yes Mom. Mother calm down, without even in the pinta surely aunt will love Attar worthy of her own aunt child. Mother who is the spirit of her work, bibik only the spirit of work for the son of the aunt who is in the cottage."

"Thank you very much, bik. Say my apologies to Attar bik, don't say it and don't teach Attar to hate me."

"What did you say?"

"That's it, I digress bik. Just one door I'll drop Attar bik, keep Attar."

Call disconnected.

Haya turned to the top of the bed in his room, so Haya pressed Ahmad Faiz's number.

Tut___

"Campus!" screeched Haya and pressed the off button.

Call ended.

"Whether I call him, what am I going to talk about trying!"

Ahmad Faiz, who had just returned from work, was just about to pick up and see who the caller had been turned off.

Ahmad Faiz smiled, when he saw the photo of a man who hit him this afternoon

"Haya, why did he call?" Ahmad Faiz smiled.

"What's wrong?" Send.

Trings

Haya took her cell phone "mampus, what am I talking about?"

"There's nothing." Haya replied.

It takes about ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes to an hour.

"Basic! like that wasn't in my message. You're the pretentious son of a bitch Ahmad Faiz, but I'm not the one who's humbling myself!" pekik Haya again when he found his message had not been read by Ahmad Faiz.

Haya shut her mouth, fortunately in this house there was no one but her, so no one would know Haya was angry.

"What's the chain?" tring an incoming message answer.

Haya let the message go, lazy and resentful towards handsome and expensive selling men like Ahmad Faiz.

Wait___

It is true that Haya is like chasing no, what because the ranking needs it.

"god, why am I now this woman?" lirih Haya felt sorry for herself.

Tring__

"Have you prayed yet?" Ahmad Zein sent another message.

Deg_

Prayer, when was the last prayer? Not the Id Eid prayer last year, even the mukena alone is somewhere.

"Sholat before praying, friends should remind each other in kindness!" ahmad Faiz's Message.

"I know, Mr. Ustad!" an answer Yang Haya gave made Ahmad Faiz smile thinly.

"A unique and strange woman," said Ahmad Zein and continued to follow the study in one of his neighboring houses.

"Where are you, meeting yuk?" Send.

Trings

A photo is being studied Ahmad Faiz sent to Haya.

"I'm sorry I can't, I'm sorry next time" said Ahmad Faiz.

"It will be difficult" muttered Haya and threw the phone in any direction.

Haya closed her eyes, releasing the fatigue that filled her chest cavity and her head contents.

An insistent insistence, a drama in which Haya cannot meet her loved ones.

Haya stomped her legs several times, before completely falling asleep in her sleep.

It is painful, very sad to torment this mind.

"arkh___ I hate all this, I want to be happy, God!" Haya threw the pillow in any direction.