
Yura fell asleep on the sofa in the refan room, because last night she felt pain in some parts of her back. Therefore yura decided not to leave his own refan in his room.
Azan dawn reverberated beautifully, yura woke up and saw the clock showing at 4.35am.
*Mmm, it's dawn* yura squirms and looks towards the refan who was also awake.
*Good morning my beautiful doctor*said refan, yura blushed in embarrassment.
*For you sir, do you need something* asked yura to get closer to refan.
*No, uh yes. I want a dawn prayer. Can you help me accuse and change my clothes this* pinta refan.
*Moslem sir also* asked yura.
*Yes, thank God that I and all our families were born Muslim * refan replied.
*Thank God. It turns out that I have not read the news so far, so my master's religion alone I do not know* murmured yura, refan heard him just smile.
*The voice you heard so sweetly came from Brick Lane Mosque, which is located in the east of this house* explained the refan.
*True, I didn't see right left yesterday so don't know*
*Not seen, but you fell asleep on the way here miss yura* said refan chuckling.
Yura could only endure the embarrassment of her mistake.
*Yura helps refan sit and change the clothes, after which yura sits the refan in a wheelchair, so refan is easy to accuse.
Yura pushed the refan wheelchair to the musollah which was located on the top floor of the house, so that yura only needed to push without having to go down to use the liff. And it turned out in the mini musollah, there are maisha and bik jul there.
*Honey, you want to pray also* asked maisha on refan.
*Yes mam, since in the hospital I rarely pray, lucky now at home and there are yuras who help me change clothes and accuse*
*Yura, you're also muslim* asked maisha.
*Alhamdulillah yes madam*
*Alhamdulillah, it turns out we are the same faith, yes let's pray now. You have already accused me*
Yura and refan nodded simultaneously.
*Let refan be his priest mam*yura push the refan wheelchair forward, and kemabali straighten the shaf in the back with the maisha and bik jul.
After the morning prayers, Bik Julia returned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, while Maisha chose to sit in her favorite flower garden accompanied by a cup of warm tea.
Yura helps refan clean his body, by wiping the body refan. because the exas that will come to help refan shower later.
* my doctor, please open the curtain* pinta refan who is still sitting in his wheelchair.
*Well mr*Yura opened the curtains covering the glass window.
A moment yura was amazed to see the beauty that was before her eyes, a stretch of colorful flowers that bloomed.
*MasyaAllah, lovely* murmured yura.
*It is an artificial garden, the mami who plants and cares for all those flowers*refan resuscitate yura.
*Dr. Maisha likes gardening yes sir* asked yura still standing in her place.
*I'll answer your question it's a doctor, but now open that window and push my wheelchair on * refan said.
*Aaa, yes. Sorry my master forgot*yura patted her own forehead. Refan laughed amusedly at yura's behavior.
Yura shifted one of the large glass leaves to the side, so that the fragrance of the flowers that were blooming down there could be smelled into her sense of smell.
After pushing the refan wheelchair towards the flower garden, yura stood beside the refan as her hand held the iron fence carved in such a way.
*Yura, can I ask you something * ask refan. Yura looked towards the refan that was on her side.
*Yes sir, what's up. You want to drink milk, or you're hungry* asked yura.
*No, I want you to always be by my side, and stop calling me mister*
*if you ask me to stop calling you sir, then I should call you who*
*Sayang*refan said. Yura rounded her eyeballs.
*Hahaha, I'm kidding. Just call as you like, as long as you don't*
*Mmm big sister, as we first knew, how*
*That's good, too*
*But you haven't answered my one more request* Refan continued.
*Which is* yura pura forgot.
*To always be beside me forever* said refan merai yura hand.
*If that's for sure, I'll take care of you, so I have to stay beside you, uh brother means*
*I want more than that yura*refan semangkin grasping yura fingers.
*For that...* yura confused to answer what.
*Hey, you're there. Come on down here. Mami roses are blooming ni* maisha yells from below, more precisely in the middle of the flower garden.
*Yes mam, wait for us there ya* refan still holding yura's hand.
*Yes, hurry up, before bik jul is done cooking breakfast* reply maisha. Refan and yura nodded.
*Ra, if you don't want to answer it's okay.I'm aware of who I am, just a disabled man.* said refan let go of his hand.
*Sir, uh sis.mrs maisah is waiting for us, let's go there now*yura trying to divert the conversation.
*Yes well, we just ride the liff* said refan who does not really want to force yura.
In this beautiful garden, Yura felt the peace and tranquility of her heart. Many times yura kiss flower blooming flowers.
Refan, capturing the behavior of yura and maisha while joking in the park this morning quietly, by making a vidio and taking some candid yura photos.
*If I can't get her heart, and live with her, at least I can still see this beautiful smile later, when she has gone with the man who is able to make her happy* Inner refan.
Seriate....
A little info :
London gives freedom of religion to all its inhabitants, including the Muslim community.
One of them is the East End District which is close to the East London Mosque, Brick Lane Mosque and also Globe Town Mosque.
Since the London Borough of Tower Hamlets is the administrative unit with the largest Muslim population in the UK, Muslim culture is clearly visible in this neighborhood.
In addition, many women also wear hijabs and abayas or men who use turbans and long clothes to the heels. Of course with many swordsmen who sell halal food here.
This is all because the Muslim immigrant community in London has long coexisted peacefully with the native British. So that their level of teleransi in religion is very high.
Come on, anyone want a holiday later this year to London ??
if uathor anyway want to go to mecca first, new to other countries.ðŸ¤