Shahadat Love Zakia
Chapter 14
Again Zakia's tears escaped, he looked blankly at the ceiling of his room Zakia closed his eyes for a moment, it was very, very painful. His chest was completely overcrowded hearing the accusations leveled at him
Perhaps if the physical injury would be nothing compared to every word that Yuli said to her, words that could make Zakia's pride fall away
"I'm still strong Well, your son is still fine here" said Zakia trying to encourage herself
"sometimes, we need tears to soften the rigors of the heart and ego
we need to fall to learn to get up and stand up, to understand the meaning of reality
we need to be disappointed, to learn to expand our souls and be forgiving, is it difficult? no, it's just that we need time to do it slowly"
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Zakia had just put on her face to get ready to perform Maghrib prayers in her room.There was an urgent knock on the door to be opened immediately, making Zakia walk towards the door and open it featured Martha's face that looked very unfriendly different from usual
"This is what you've been hiding all along? Basic traitor! immediately find a new place to live, because there is no place for you here" said Martha cynically to Zakia while stepping away with anger that still fills her heart
Not without reason did Martha happen to Zakia, He was really disappointed and also angry at the decision of Zakia whom he had only known for a few days. he and Zakia used to love going to worship together. But now in fact Zakia betrayed her own trust and turned away from her Lord, but it seems that Martha also forgot one thing, too, that anyone has the right to choose any religion that he thinks is good for him without having to feel at a disadvantage
Finished doing his prayer, Zakia sat quietly on the prayer mat he did not know where to stay after this. Because of course finding a place to stay is not an easy matter, it is not an easy matter, but it is not easy, especially during this time Zakia rarely moved around, Zakia has been very comfortable living in this house
"O Allah, I leave everything to you, you are the best place I can be, lead my feet to a better place according to You" asked Zakia to lay her hands on the Divine
Early in the morning Zakia arrived at the shop, He was given the confidence to hold the spare key in because he was the only employee who was never late or rather came an hour before work hours. But even so Zakia kept waiting for the others to come, he did not want to make his friends feel uncomfortable with him
"Assalamualaikum ukhti" Sapa Andre who happened to come without late
"Waalaikumsalam, Abang's true tumben is fast coming, what's last night?" said Zakia with a careless smile
"Yes, today I miss seeing Adek's face"
"Jeek! Zakia pretended to be nauseous hearing Andre's words which were definitely joking
"Haish, brother's heartache"
"Ck! This brother is possessed what? I was like this early in the morning? Oh yeah Bang Zakia wants to ask you something, okay?"
"Whatis that? this bad brother feeling.don't tell me you love your brother? oh can't, this brother's heart belongs to only one Kania"
"It just so happens that there's an ustadz that you know. He is a convert as well as you and he also has a foundation, if you want later tonight we can visit his house.how would you like?"
"You want a bang, Zakia want to" he said enthusiastically
"Yes, you'll pick me up tonight"
"Yes Bang"
Zachiah did not stop giving thanks in his heart, finally his prayers in God's word immediately, although He did not know in the future how. But Zakia believes that there will always be good things approaching if He always involves God in it
Zakia laid her body on her beloved bed, she felt tired all over her body. Zakia looked around her room a place that had many memories for her to remember later. After today, Zakia would miss this beloved room. "Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, all good intentions will be made easy by Allah Zakia.believe me" said Zakia to himself
"Involve God in all matters, there is no problem that cannot be overcome if we always involve God and pray for God's help. "Pray for me and I will grant your request". (QS. Al Mu'min: 60)
Zakia had finished packing all her belongings without remaining. He also did not forget to clean it as the first beginning he occupied it
"Is the deck ready to clean?" Asked Andre from outside the room, he was reluctant to enter because there were only two of them in the house
"It's already Bang, but how do you bring all this stuff?"
"Relax, Rayyan will arrive soon, we can borrow the car for a while. So all your belongings can be transported once all including you as well"
"CK! Brother think Zakia goods, use in all transports"
After everything was done, Zakia did not forget to say goodbye to Martha and give the key to her room.This is the first time Martha was very cold to him even she was also reluctant to answer greetings from Zakia. But even so Zakia still displays her sweet smile even though she is also sad at this time
After about fifteen minutes of travel, they finally reached their destination, they were greeted by a woman who was still wearing the face with a friendly smile
"Assalamualaikum" Zakia said no less friendly
"Waalaikumsalam, please come in, the items will be dropped shortly into Isya prayer time.we better pray together first" said the woman who is estimated to be in her forties smiling
"Yes Umi" replied Andre and Rayyan who already knew the woman they called Umi
Zakia enters and accidentally sees a photo of someone who seems familiar to her. "Isn't this Burhan ustadz?" Tanya Zakia pointed towards the photo that was displayed on the wall of the house
"Yes, you know ustadz Burhan?" Andre asked back
"O Allah, what a beautiful plan of Allah, when yesterday I heard the lecture of Ustadz Burhan a week ago he told me about his struggle in defending his religion. I really want to talk to him directly and I also want to ask a lot of things and again God granted my prayer without me asking" said Zakia terlu
"God willing, so beautiful is the scenario of Allah's deck" Rayyan chimed in while stroking the head of Zakia wrapped in navy-colored hijab
