Shahadat Love Zakia

Chapter 6

Maira and Fira are preparing food for them to eat together, while Andre is busy fishing accompanied by Kania, both have the same hobby is not uncommon to hear a debate between them caused by Andre who is impatient.

"You can't be patient, so run away with the fish" growled Kania hit Andre's shoulder

"Well, I'm even wrong with me, it's just that expensive selling pretentious, just like the one next door" Timpal Andre deliberately wanted to tease the woman next to him

"Basic is unclear" Kania leaves Andre and joins the others

By late afternoon, they packed all their luggage and did not forget to clean the place they used to camp for two days, the holiday period was over, tomorrow has to work as usual, even so it is quite happy for them to spend time together enjoying the turn of the year in a place that is no less beautiful as well.

"Well, even though I haven't had the pictures on the mountain" said Fira memelas

"What are the photos, you just sleep like kebo, want a vacation or want to sleep here? The basis of*****" said Maira

"Badahan, the atmosphere here is very suitable to be enjoyed during the holidays, it's a pity that you enjoy it only in a dream" said Zakia deliberately teasing

"Bang, it seems like there are less janitors here, what if these two women live here? It seems like they are suitable to live in a tourist spot like this" said Fira while staring intently at the two girls who were smiling mockingly at him

"Oh, can't, can bankrupt Bang Rayyan's business if we both are not there" Maira replied with her peda, which actually made Fira amused to hear her

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The sun is dim on the horizon. Dark gray clouds swirling signify soon heavy rain will again flutter throughout the city. "The first rain of the new year" Zakia murmured as she watched the rain slowly fall

Zakia returned to work to finish all her work before lunchtime arrived Zakia felt helped by Andre who gave her a not too heavy job. Although they both work as warehouse staff who have to handle all stock items that the amount can only be imagined seeing the size of the store where they work.

When lunchtime came, Zakia hurriedly bought food for her already very hungry self, regardless of Maira calling herself

"O Allah, Za, are you pursuing what is good? I called repeatedly until I was not in the same room as you" said Maira

"I'm sorry Mai, I'm so hungry that I can no longer say it" replied Zakia by continuing to devour her food

"Today was it the thanksgiving event where her parents Bang Rayyan? we go with it"

"Okay, okay" Zakia replied quickly

"Gosh, you've been like not eating for days tau tau no" said Maira hitting Zakia's shoulder slowly

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"we stopped for a while at the mosque is okay, right? I want to pray Maghrib first afraid not to go hunting if waiting to get to the house of Safira's mother" pinta Maira

"Oh yeah, I'll wait outside"

Zakia waited in the mosque perkarangan while playing his cellphone, this was the first time for him to set foot into the Mosque especially the beauty of the Grand Mosque which is a historic Mosque in the city of Medan that made him stunned.

The Grand Mosque is integrated with the palace complex, its architectural style is typical of the Middle East, India and also Spain. This Grand Mosque is a witness of the Deli Malay civilization that has its connection with the Deli sultanate

Zakia sat down and enjoyed the chanting of the verse recited by someone inside the Mosque, for some reason it made her heart feel very peaceful. For a moment, He forgot his tiredness even though Zakia did not understand the meaning of the verse, but Zakia was hypnotized by what he had just heard.

ten minutes passed, finally the person he was waiting for had finished his duty, Zakia saw the face of Maira who was so shady after performing his prayer

"Not long, right?" Maira asked while wearing her helmet back

"No, Oh yes Mai, what is every prayer recited by the imam of his prayer that is always?" Ask Zakia curious

"Actually each Imam has his own characteristics anyway, you know who was the priest?"

"Who do I know, did I pray too?" zakia replied innocently making Maira laugh with her stupidity

"So Bang Rayyan knew who was the priest, I just knew" said Maira who also just found out if Rayyan had such a beautiful voice

"Seriously?" Ask Zakia not to believe it

"Yes"

Zakia and Maira finally arrived at Safira's mother's house, and guests filled the room. The event began with the opening of the host who was the husband of Safira's own mother who was none other than Rayyan's father. The orphans who were deliberately invited also alternately read the verses in their books were helped with the beautiful voice that Zakia heard while in the Mosque.

Feeling unconvinced, Zakia opened a little curtain that became a barrier between the living room and the kitchen. Zakia was stunned when she saw Rayyan was focusing on reading the verse with a beautiful voice in hers, it means Maira did not lie with what she said earlier.

Zakia's heart rippled again to hear the beautiful voice, He felt strange to him, but Zakia also did not know what strange he felt, it was, what is certain is that comfort and peace are again felt by him when he hears the chanting of a verse that He himself does not know its meaning.

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The light rain again drenched the earth Zakia walked hastily across the street intending to go home after finishing her Sunday service. Actually some days Zakia is not healthy visible from her face that looks a little pale, a little pale, zakia's hand shook as fresh blood flowed from her nose, she took the tissue she had in her bag and tried to cover her nose so that the blood would not continue to flow. His eyes were only able to shed tears, but his heart was sad when he remembered himself when he was in such pain.

There is a longing that He always keeps to himself until the longing passes by itself without being conveyed to the person who is missed. Zakia was pensive for a moment before stepping back her feet through the hallway of the house to go to her room