Missing Voice Azhan

Missing Voice Azhan
That sound..



"You've prepared everything we need for this meeting Yo ? Don't let our clients be disappointed."


"You take it easy, Riel, God willing, everything is ready."


"I believe you." Said the man, then looked back at the assistant's face


" The inauguration of our hotel in Semarang ?"


"After meeting the client, this afternoon we immediately leave for Semarang Riel. Because the inauguration time of the Cempaka hotel is tomorrow at 11 pm. So you have a break a few hours before the inauguration." Rio said at length.


Azriel let out a slow sigh and closed her eyes for a moment.


"Ril.."


"Hm."


"About Abah's request, are you going to do it. I mean.." Said Rio doubtfully.


"Where is the tablig akbar event held Yo ?"


"In the Great Mosque close to Pondok Pesantren Daarul Mukminin. Coincidentally the place is a bit close to the Cempaka hotel that you will inaugurate later. It only takes 15 minutes to get there."


A few days ago when Azriel returned to Abah Ahmad's house, he gave orders to her to replace him to meet his friend's invitation to speak at his later recitation. Abah Ahmad who happened to also have other important needs that could not be represented by others, he told Azriel to replace the coming tabliqh akbar ceremony.


Isn't that place close to Akia's current home address ?


"Ril.." Rio's pelvis broke the man's daydream.


Azriel turned her head without even making her voice.


"If it is not wrong, is it not close to the house of Achiah ? How is he doing right now? I'm sorry I didn't want to remind you of him, I was just a little curious about Riel." Speak the heart.


"It's okay Yo, you take it easy." He said with a thin smile. " I don't know if I didn't know Yo, after 2 years I decided not to watch her anymore. It's been so long, how does it look now huh." Monologues said.


Rio who heard the grievance of his best friend could only unravel a thin smile.


"Don't worry Riel, if she's your match, God will take care of her and bring her back to you. You know better about this than I do." Ledek.


Azriel again only smiled faintly before finally rising from her seat and smoothing out her appearance.


"Come, it's time we go, don't make our clients wait long." Take it to Rio for a moment after seeing the watch in his hand.


Then the two stepped out of the room, towards the elevator door. There outside the room Azriel looks Ryan who is preparing to tidy up some of his files. Bending his body a little when he saw the presence of his boss.


"Sir, I have all prepared." His greeting while handing over his file towards Rio.


"Ryan, you're coming with us, and one more don't call me master, you can call me just like Rio called me by name." Tell Ryan his secretary.


"Sorry sir, but I don't deserve to do that." Lirih.


Azriel smiled and patted Ryan's shoulder gently.


"You deserve it, because you are my brother, just like Rio. You are my strength, you are both my legs and my hands to support me when I cannot walk alone." He said as he walked away.


Ryan was moved, a sense of happiness enveloping his heart. He was lucky to finally meet the figure of Azriel who was so good and noble. The man's daydream broke as Rio patted his shoulder.


"Come brother, how long will you be here and keep crying like that. You're like a woman, a little teary-eyed. Don't let you keep my brother waiting." Rio spoke and then walked in Azriel's footsteps that began to move away from his sight.


Without waiting for the order twice, Ryan immediately walked quickly behind Rio, following the second step of his leader with a happy and peaceful heart.


****


The atmosphere of the Great Mosque that looks spacious and large looks very crowded. The committee officers appear busy with the task mandated by kyai lutfi on each. Someone checks the sound system, someone checks the area, etc.


In one room a girl was preparing herself in front of a mirror. A long lavender dress with her hijab that almost touched her thigh. Make her beautiful face more beautiful.


Akiia sighed softly, there was a slight sense of tightness that she felt. He himself was confused, even though this was not the first time for him. But today he felt a little different, there was an unpleasant feeling that he felt, his heartbeat suddenly beating very fast and fast.


Akia touched his chest with his palm, and there he could feel his heart beating fast.


What's wrong with me ? Why is my heart beating so fast ? I feel like something's gonna happen later, but what ? He murmured in his heart.


Akia glanced at the clock that was stuck to the wall. 11.45, that means soon to enter the time zdhuhur. I need to get ready soon. Don't let me miss the prayer this time.


The girl rushed to tidy up her appearance, then grabbed onto her face and immediately walked out of the room where she was resting with the face she was already wearing. In front of the door he met with Ustazhah Syifa and Ustazhah Pipit who was deliberately about to approach him.


"Assalamualaikum you're ready, just now we're going to your room Sya." Ustazhah Syifa.


"Waalaikumussalam wr. Already brother, let's soon be in zhuhur time." Take her with a sweet smile to adorn her lips.


"Don't smile Sya, the ants will move on all your lips, your smile is very sweet." Temptation Pipit.


Akia again put on her flat face when she heard the babbling of her best friend.


"You can't just make me feel good about Pit once." Keto.


"Already, you if you meet always fight, remember you two are teachers in this pesantren, so give a good example for the students and santriwati here. Let's sneak up later we're late." Ustazhah Syifa said trying to divorce the two girls in front of him.


The atmosphere in the mosque has been so crowded with worshipers whether they are women or men. Because as usual, the recitation will begin after the completion of Zhuhur prayer.


The atmosphere that had been crowded now suddenly turned calm when a man stood up and stepped closer to the microphone. Like a Muazdin in general, the man attached a small tool in his ear, then prepared to shout azhan.


Both of Akia's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling like they knew the muazdin's sturdy back. Azriel's name flashed on his head, but he hurriedly discarded the thought.


Ah, how could that guy be here, I'm too hallucinating, but somehow the end of the day I'm always thinking about it.


"Yes, you know he said ustazd who was scheduled to lecture at this study did not come because there was a sudden obstacle. And he said again, he was replaced by his son who was horrified to be young and very handsome. In fact, he said besides being a ustazd, his son is a successful businessman as well. Aaahh would love it if I could get to know her." The great-grandson Pipit with his eyes closed imagined a figure that he himself did not yet know his face.


Plaques


Pipit grimaced as Akia hit his arm.


"Stop your dirty thoughts, Ck you're in your head that there's only a man. Don't be noisy, you already want azhan." Ketus Akia without heeding the pouting Pipit.


While Ustazhah Syifa just shook her head looking at the two juniors who always argue when they are together. From a student to a teacher, the two girls were always debating something that was not even important to debate.


"Ekhem."


Deheman's voice from the muazdin made the two girls fall silent. Right now all eyes are looking at them. Understandably, the voice of the two sounded very loud when all the worshippers were silent. Akiia who was embarrassed could only look down while covering her face with a face. While Pipit, the girl smiled clumsily while clenching her hands together in a circular motion.


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Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)


Allah is Great, Allah is Great*


Deg


Deg


Deg


Akia flinched, instantly raising his head to look at the back of the muazdin. His heart was beating so fast that even his voice was very rumbling as soon as he felt. His white face paled with sweat that started to come out.


Whether so happy or nervous, the girl suddenly froze with her composure. His mind was stifled, with all his might he was welding his saliva which felt dry.


That voice...


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