
"Astaghfirullah .. It turns out I was just a dream!" said Zahrana slowly.
Zahrana's sweat came out as big as corn kernels, because of his dream just now.
Zaid gives tissue to Zahrana. "You look sweaty, you better wipe your sweat and calm yourself!" said Zaid by staring fixed pilar Zahrana face that still looks confused because of the delirium of his dreams.
"Ma-af, thanks!" zahrana.
"Alhamdulillah .. turned out to be just a dream!" whisper Zahrana's heart after realizing that he was just dreaming.
"Drink first, the water! I deliberately prepared for you, in case you woke up from your dream and slept well. Seriously, your dreams are torturing you!" said Zaid who could not bear to see the look on Zahrana's face that looked tense.
"Thank you, Brother." Zahrana also sipped the white water until the toilet was not left.
"O Allah, what exactly is Zahrana going through in her dreamland? why did he always mention Joseph in his dreamland? was Joseph the name of a young man who would be betrothed to Zahrana later?" whisper of Muhammad Zaid Arkana.
For a moment the two were silent to each other, and accidentally both of them were glancing at each other.
"Sir Zaid, you?" Zahrana wiped her sweat.
"Zahrana, you?" the two were silent for a moment.
"I'm sorry, since when is big brother near Zahra? did you hear Zahra's delusions in the dreamland?" ask Zahrana full of worries.
"Hemmm .. You always mention Joseph in your delusions. Does it mean so much in your life? is he the figure of the young man you've been betrothed to?" cetus Zaid with a serious facial expression.
Zahrana nodded slowly. "Yes, right. Until this moment Zahra was still waiting for Joseph's brother, he was a male figure Sholeh who Zahra had met in the course of Zahra's life. Zahra hopes that Joseph's brother can become a priest for Zahra in the future. The figure of the priest who can guide me in the world to the hereafter!" zahrana said seriously.
Whether strength and courage from which side, Zahrana with his symbol confirmed to Zaid that the young man he loved was the figure of Amri Nufail Syairazy. Making the heart of MZ Arkana feels painful to hear the honesty of Zahrana's heart.
"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, if you knew how painful my heart was when you chose her. Are you not sensitive to all my feelings and forms of concern for you? I fell in love with you Zahrana. I'll make sure you fall in love with me slowly. I'm not gonna let you go with him. You'll only be mine!" bathin Muhammad Zaid Arkana.
"O heart and soul, forgive me for all this selfishness, forgive my unwilling servant if Zahrana really coexists with Joseph, I will not let that happen!" the whispers of Muhammad Zaid Arkana's heart began to seep into the filthy thoughts in his heart, making him suddenly ambitious to have the whole Zahrana.
"I'm sorry Brother Zaid! I know you're disappointed in me, but I have to be honest. So that there will be no misunderstanding between us!" whisper of Zahrana's heart.
In the midst of their behavior, Zahrana did not realize his sister Raihan Arman Habibie had wanted to approach them. However, Raihan deliberately undoes his intention to approach his brother he deliberately wants to hear a conversation between Zahrana and Muhammad Zaid Arkana.
"Hemmm, Brother Zahra was still faithful waiting for Joseph's brother who was far away there. Then ... is there a love story from a Muhammad Zaid Arkana? so sad! trouble if you fall in love! may Allah keep the lusts of the servants from such things! " a whisper of Raihan Arman Habibie.
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"Assalamu'alaikum .. Brother Zahra!" said Raihan with facial expressions made as calm as possible.
"Wa'alaikumsalam warrmarullah .. " answered Zaid and Zahrana almost simultaneously."
"Raihan, what's wrong?" ask Zahrana.
"This is my sister, Daddy and Mommy are waiting for us at the table to eat. We're going to have dinner together. Before I go back to S."
"Oh, yeah. Brother Zaid too, let's have dinner together!" sarkas Raihan with a face that is always cheerful.
"Yes, thank you Rai!" said Zaid with a sweet smile.
Raihan let Zaid walk first, while he joined hands with his brother Zahrana to their kitchen.
Arriving in the kitchen, Buya Aaron and Mother Fatimah enthusiastically welcomed the presence of her baby at their side, also happy because of the arrival of guests in their home.
"Son Zaid, son of Zahra. Please sit! eat a lot so that you can look fit and excited to go home later.
"Raihan too, come here son! you sit next to Mommy" said Mother Fatimah by taking rice and side dishes for Raihan.
"God, thank you Mother!" said Raihan eagerly enjoying the dishes served in front of him.
"Thank you mother!" said Buya Aaron with a happy face. He also enjoyed the dinner with wisdom.
Zahrana and Zaid also, follow to enjoy all the dishes at the dining table. No one dared to open their voice. Only the sound of spoons and forks are also plates that look clashing in the middle of their dinner pleasure.
"Alhamdulillah!" they said in unison after finishing their dinner
Zahrana also swiftly helped his mother tidied their dining table. While Buya Aaron, Raihan and Zaid are so fun chatting in the living room while enjoying a snack that has been made by Zahrana.
Zahrana looked at me, she was happy. In the past their kitchen was still not this neat. However, after the last 4 years this kitchen was originally a regular cement floor. Now it has been in full ceramic magic with all minimalist equipment.
If you eat with them on the floor. But now everything has changed so beautifully. The dining table and chairs look neatly arranged in the minimalist kitchen.
"Yes Allah .. Thank You for Your favor and gift to the servant family, I cannot describe with a thousand words Your greatness!" whisper of Zahrana's heart.
"Son, how come you daydream? let Mother continue her work, better prepare yourself to go home later. Isya's time is coming soon!" Said Mother Fatimah with full sincerity.
"Good, Mother. Thanks!" zahrana said excitedly.
Kumandang adhan isya also echoed in XX village, the village where Zahrana lived.
All levels of society appear to flocked to the Mosque, in order to carry out Isya prayer obligations.
Buya Harun, Raihan and Zaid were also seen participating in the mosque. While Zahrana and Mother Fatimah perform prayer isya in their respective rooms. All of them seemed solemn' to perform their respective worship facing the presence of the Lord of the universe.
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Return to the City S.
After saying goodbye to his father and mother, also his sister Raihan. Zahrana appears to be waving her hand at her little family. There was a sense of heaviness in Zahrana's heart leaving the sanctity of her life. Namely, his beloved Father and Mother.
However, for the sake of pursuing his ideals and dreams. Zahrana strives to live the rigors of life. However, he believes everything will feel beautiful and delicious if lived with sincerity and gratitude to Him.
"Zahra, you're cold? this is my brother's jacket!" muhammad Zaid Arkana said by thrusting his jacket at Zahrana.
Zahrana was about to refuse, but Zaid suddenly stopped his car. Because the sky at night looks cloudy and the clouds are covered in pitch black.
The wind seemed to blow hard, the water droplets from the sky came down with a speck. Zahrana seemed to shiver in the cold.
"You, quickly put on this jacket! you look cold" said Zaid, enveloping Zahrana's body with his jacket.
Zahrana was silent for a moment to see Zaid's sweet treatment towards her.
The quiet atmosphere in the car, along with the one that is not the mahram, as if making the two feel a different air. When the two eyes met each other's eyes.
"Yes Allah .. What is this vibration? please take care of my faith and heart so as not to stain the sanctity of the angelic figure before this servant!" whisper of Muhammad Zaid Arkana. He again drove his car to keep his distance from Zahrana who looked awkward and his heart spot.
"Yes Allah .. guard and guard our bad passions, Lord, so as to avoid the promptings of momentary passions that can weaken our heresy of faith!" the heart of Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra.
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Enlightenment π βAccording to the struggle of one's soul and its rejection of one's orgasm and its refusal to follow its pleasures (which are forbidden), and the rejection of what makes the eye want to look at it, and therein lies the reward and torment. Indeed, the wise man is the one who can master his lust.β
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Title: Khan, You are my soul mate
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