Rafa and Ara

Episode 144

"Sister, I'll come, I'll wait on the terrace of the mosque" said Ara as Raka was about to descend,

she held her husband's hand.

Raka held his wife's hand gently.

"You're here, baby. There's Rafa's brother and Nesa's brother looking after you, there's also Vishnu's secretary here. You won't do anything" he said in a soft voice.

"But sister, I. "the word of Ara hangs because it is cut off by Nesa.

"Already Ra, you're here just the same as us, you won't be anything here." said Nesa.

"You heard yourself, baby, they'll take care of you. There I am they take very good care of you, especially when I am not with you. After all, I only went to the mosque for a while. After the prayer I will be right back." Raka gently swept his wife's cheeks while smiling.

Ara was silent, not that she was afraid of being left in the car, but because she was worried about seeing her husband's pale face again. And if seeing her husband's circumstances like that, she was very worried and her feelings were also not calm.

Ara held her husband's hands together and kissed him gently in turn.

Raka smiled, looking closely at the face of his wife who he saw more beautiful and sweet. He kissed his wife's forehead gently for a few seconds, then hugged the tiny body. Ara also hugged her husband's body tightly, kissing his head, hair and also tucking the sturdy shoulder over and over again.

"Good sister is good inside, I'm worried about you, big brother's face is pale again." whispered Ara softly with a hoarse voice.

Raka swept his wife's back gently.

"Dear, don't worry. Brother will be back soon, wait for brother here" he said slowly reassuring his wife.

Ara nodded.

"I love you, baby."

"I also love my sister very much." Ara brushed her husband's back against her forehead and her husband's lips soft.

Raka smiled movedly, he returned back to his wife's sweet kiss.

"My dear, my love of the world and the Hereafter !" said Raka gently, then immediately let go of her embrace. Holding his wife's hands and smiling sweetly, Ara also smiled looking gently at her husband's face.

"Later to the hunt of Qamat Raka, let's go down," said Nesa reminded the prayer time a little more will be started.

"Yes, brother, I'll come down." Raka let go of the handle.

She looked forward towards her brother in front."Sis, I'll take Ara, please take care of her." touch Rafa's right shoulder. I don't know why he was worried about leaving his wife.

"Yes, you don't worry.Sister will take care of him." replied Rafa nodded, holding his sister's hand still on his shoulder. Raka was relieved and calm hearing her brother's words.

Rafa looked at his sister's face from the middle glass of the car."Are you okay? Your face is pale Raka !" it was exciting to see Raka's face looking pale. He immediately turned his head back, looking at his sister's face.

"What's wrong, brother, I'm fine. Brother don't worry." replied Raka smiling.

"Is your truth okay?" said Rafa again holding back his sister's hand that is still on his shoulder.

"Yes, brother, don't worry ! I go down first, I leave my wife to you, please take good care of her," she said, staring at her two brothers in turn.

"You always say that. Don't worry, we'll take good care of her" Nesa said. He knew Ara was a precious treasure of Raka in his life.

"Thank you brother" said Raka holding his sister's hand. He smiled back at his wife. Ara also returned her smile while gently touching her husband's two cheeks.

"Secretary Vishnu, please pull my hand, I have trouble getting out because of being squeezed by this beautiful and fat woman" he said in a small laugh.

Vishnu smiled. Ara also just smiled.

Nesa is gawking.

"Just say big brother." he said a little annoyed. Raka laughed a little. "Switch brother, sorry!" said.

Ara smiled as she held her husband's hand to help him out, as Raka was in the middle of him and Nesa.

Rafa smiled as he looked at them from the front.

"Slow down Raka !" he said he was still looking back.

"Yes, brother !" raka answered looking at him. Vishnu immediately took hold of his young master's right hand and pulled it slowly.

Vishnu's forehead scrunched up to feel something,

but she ignored him she ignored what he felt.

"Darling ...!" Raka waved her hand at his wife with a smile, then at his two brothers. He looked at the three people he loved alternately.

"Hurry back, brother!" reply Ara smile .

"Yes baby!" answer Raka. Then immediately turned to walk towards the mosque.

He looked at the natural atmosphere that looked beautifully bright as if smilingly looking at him. Raka smiled sincerely gratefully looking at the beauty of the horizon, her heart felt calm and peaceful .

"Yes Rabb, thank you for letting me enjoy the beauty of the universe

this creation of yours." he said gratefully in his heart, and continued to step in following Vishnu from behind.

"Secretary Vishnu, just drop by here, get back in the car, I'll get into the mosque soon" she told her brother's loyal secretary with a smile.

Vishnu lowered his head, and stepped away a little. He still wanted to keep his young master close by because that was already his duty.

Moreover, seeing the state of his young master who was not well.

Raka took ablution water, then immediately stepped into the mosque and took place in the empty front saf.

Fortunately he was still able to do the sunah prayer, because after 30 seconds passed, Iqamah heard from Mu'adzin.

The male worshippers in the front saf asked him to become a priest. Fardhu prayer which amounted to two raka'at was started.

Raka recites each prayer eloquently, and wholeheartedly. His melodious voice was heard echoing throughout the room even out of the mosque through a loud speaker. Sometimes he cried sobbing because he was so fond of the divine kalam kalam.

Jamaat also enjoyed the sound of merdunya who sipped in their sanitary even though they had to stand for a long time.

Rafa, Ara, Nesa and Vishnu were goosebumps hearing her merdunya voice. There was a sense of haru in the heart, as well as a feeling of tightness squeezing in their chest. Raka was used to being an imam, not only in the mosque he always stayed in, but also in his office. His co-workers always asked him to lead prayers at the musholla office. From Elementary School he was used to the adhan in the mosque, and sometimes to imitate his friends. Until he was high school and college always mengahandangkan azan, and sometimes asked by teachers, lecturers and friends to lead Friday prayers and sermons in the mosque. Because they saw him who never left the five prayers, also clever and diligent and have memorized all the juz in the Qur'an. For that his friend gave him the title "Raka son of sholeh."

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