Shahadat Love Zakia

Chapter 11

That afternoon Zakia was busy reading the prayer guide book given by the mothers of worshipers who had witnessed her worship this morning, many parcels received by Zakia both in the form of prayer equipment, and the prayer equipment, hijab, robe and also some other parcels.

in fact, long ago Zakia had prepared everything, even quickly he had memorized some readings for prayer even though only short verses were through his Latin reading

Ahead of the Maghrib prayer, Zakia was very enthusiastic to go to the Mosque together with Mother Fatimah. Zakia is guided by the Mother of Fatimah ablution in the right way because the legal requirements for prayer are by means of righteous and perfect ablution

"For a while how about Zakia stay at Mom's house first? Zakia will need to learn to read the Koran, so I can freely teach her when Zakia comes home to work later" said Fatimah's mother gave advice

"Where can he be, what will people say if he stays here?if you want to learn, he should find his own teacher teaching" sidelines Yuli who suddenly was at the door

"Ah, yes Ma'am. Zakia find a teacher naji alone later.it does not feel good Zakia stay here Zakia has been quite a lot of trouble" said Zakia sungkan as he glanced at Yuli who had shown his cynical face

Yuli smiled sweetly at Zakia's rejection, however she would not allow Zakia to get close to her dear niece Fahmi.

"Can't be so, son, looking for a teacher who reads really good is not an easy matter.Look, if Zakia feels hesitant to stay here is okay, it's okay, but still after coming home from work stop here to study after that Fahmi will deliver Zakia home" said Fatimah's mother in a tone that did not want to be denied

"Okay Ma'am" replied Zakia resigned, let for a while before she got her own teacher

"What the hell is this Fatimah Maiden, anyway I have to find a way so that the village girl does not feel at home in this house" Yuli grumbled in her heart

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Early in the morning Zakia was neat with a navy-colored robe combined with a matching hijab, after more than half an hour Zakia tried to wear the hijab for the first time which made her a little difficult.

"Hu... finally finished as well, it's okay for beginners like this first" said Zakia staring at herself in front of the mirror.

as he was about to walk out of his room, Zakia let out a long sigh trying to shake off his nervousness.he was very sure the people who saw him would probably wonder about the changes he was experiencing

"Zakia? Zakia is you" said Martha the son of the owner of the boarding house where He lived

"Yes" Zakia said briefly

"What happened to your appearance? why are you wearing a hijab? is this the demand of your work?" Questions that Martha asked

"Not really, I want to wear it myself"

"I mean" Martha grew curious

"Later I tell you yes, I'm already late for it" said Zakia hurriedly went to see the clock on her wrist had shown at eight in the morning

"What happened to the boy? or maybe he already..Ah, no way" Martha monologues herself

Arriving at his workplace, Zakia again felt nervous to see his friends who had arrived he did not know how they would react when he saw himself later

"Good morning" said Zakia clumsily

"Again" answered Maira without turning, while Fira and Kania looked at Zakia

"Assalamualaikum" Zakia said with a sweet smile, but a moment later the smile passed by just looking at the flat expression of Maira

"Do you have no intention of answering my greetings?" Zakia asked with teary eyes

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Fira immediately approached towards Zakia and hugged her before long Kania and Maira also embraced Zakia with haru feelings

"Why not tell me? though I really want to see it" said Maira a little disappointed

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys first, because I want to give you a surprise, how am I beautiful? pray for me Istiqomah yes" said Zakia holding the hand of his friend

"You have been beautiful since Za, now even more beautiful.it turns out that you have been studying Islam secretly I salute you" Kania said sincerely

Rayyan had just arrived together with Andre, they were both silent to see Zakia's different appearance as usual, even Zakia looked prettier with a hijab covering her black hair

"Is this really you Zakia? MasyaAllah is very beautiful" said Andre without blinking to see Zakia

"Since his gaze is Akhi" Kania's voice made the owner look towards him with a ignorant smile already imprinted on Andre's lips

"You jealous? Take it easy, baby my heart is only yours"

"Huek, I'm gonna throw up and hear it"

"MasyaAllah, tabarakallah.save Zakia lucky that you get the guidance. For whosoever Allah guides, he is the one who gets better in the world and in the Hereafter, hidayah cannot be bought but this is the favor of Allah which is only given to the servant whom He wills" Rayyan said with a distinctive smile

Zakia closed her eyes, her heart trembled again to hear Rayyan's words, she was grateful to be surrounded by her friends who always supported and supported her

"The holy God who guided you to Zakia, I am happy even very happy at least the barrier slowly collapses by itself.may Allah soon be my prayer who asks for your heart" rayyan's inner self with a still faithful smile adorned her face happiness was bursting in her heart

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Zakia is waiting in front of the entrance of the mosque where the monthly study will be attended by famous speakers in the city of Medan. according to the story he heard from Maira Ustadz who will fill the event later is a convert as well as himself, it makes Zakia enthusiastically want to follow his first study

"Hmmm.... Maira is a habit deh, he who promised to come early even he was late, must be busy dressing him up" Zakia grumbled to his best friend who always denied the promise

"Assalamualaikum yes ukhti"

"Waalaikumsalam, already want to finish the show" said Zakia rounded his eyes felt a little upset

"Don't be angry dong dear, later the beauty is lost loh" Maira's seduction that always managed to make Zakia melt

"Udah yuk entered, hunted at the start of the show" said Zakia smiling while holding Maira's hand

The mosque room is so large that it is fully filled, understandably, the event will soon begin so that each of them takes a sitting position. luckily Zakia and Maira also took a sitting position not far from the stage so they could freely see and hear the ustadz speaking