SHAIRA

SHAIRA
Chapter 5 - Imam Salat Syaira



َللهُ اَكْبَر، اَللهُ اَكْبَر، اَللهُ اَكْبَر، اَللهُ اَكْبَر


Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar


 أَشْهَدُ اَنْ لاَ اِلَهَ إِلاَّاللهُ ، أَشْهَدُ اَنْ لاَ اِلَهَ إِلاَّاللهُ


Ashadualailaillallah, Ashadualailaillallah


 اَشْهَدُ اَنَّ مُحَمَّدًا رَسُوْلُ اللهِ ، اَشْهَدُ اَنَّ مُحَمَّدًا رَسُوْلُ اللهِ


Ashaduannamuhammadarosuulullah, Ashadunnamuhammadarosuulullah


 حَيَّ عَلَى الصَّلاَةِ ، حَيَّ عَلَى الصَّلاَةِ


Hayya ngalassolah, Hayya ngalassolah


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The sound of the Adhan alarm woke Syaira from her beautiful dream. He slightly rubbed his eyes to neutralize his drowsiness.


"Mas Firman woke up, it was time for Fajr Salat" With lips still evaporating, Shaira woke up the Word who was still asleep beside him.


"It is time for the Fajr Prayer"


"Yes Mas" said Syaira answering her husband's question.


Syaira smiled slightly as she watched her husband's face, according to him her husband was very adorable when he woke up.


"Alright come" said the Word, invite Syaira Salat together.


"Mas Firman does Salat congregate in the Mosque?"


"Today no, because I don't know where the mosque near here is" said Firman. Syaira only nodded when she heard her husband's words, she immediately followed her husband to get ready for the morning prayer.


When Shaira's lip prayer was unceasingly smiling, she felt very happy because for the first time her husband would become a priest in her Salat.


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After finishing the Fajr Salat with his wife, Firman immediately get ready for the sport. Firman planned to run in the morning around his new residence, he wanted to know more about where he lived.


"Where does Word want to go?" Syaira asked when she saw her husband was tidying his hair in front of the mirror.


"Sports!!"


"Why do I have to get my hair done too, in front of the glass again" asked Syaira again.


With a piece of Word looking at his wife, why Shiara always asked and confused himself, very annoying.


"I have to be handsome all the time, inget it" said Firman.


Syaira immediately began to sing her lips, even though when the hair of Word was disheveled, her husband was still handsome.


"Then I'm leaving now"


After feeling his appearance looks perfect, Word immediately stepped away. But when Firman wanted to open the door of his room, his footsteps stopped, because his wife suddenly hugged his hand spoiled.


"Syaira follow ya—a" Syaira said in a voice made spoiled.


Firman immediately stared intently at the face of his wife, the intention of the heart wanted to directly scold Shiara, the eyes of the Word even slightly widened when he saw the face of Syaira.


Degs... Degs....


The heart of the Word instantly beats so fast when it sees Syaira who is now not wearing a hijab. Nervously Firman tried to let go of Shaira's embrace.


"Wait a minute, Syaira wants to get ready for du—" Syaira's words immediately cut off, when she saw her husband had run away.


"Mas — Firman" Syaira shouted at her husband.


Syaira felt very upset when she saw her husband leaving her, Syaira also wanted to participate in sports with her husband, but Firman did not even want to wait for Shiarah to get ready.


"Pokonya Syaira tomorrow morning must be prepared, so as not to stay with Mas Firman again" Syaira said to herself.


In another place where Firman was nervously neutralizing his heartbeat, he felt very stupid because he had just left Syaira. But fortunately Shiara did not pursue the Word, if until his wife could hear the heartbeat of the Word, Syaira would be big head.


"Be aware of the Word, he is not your type" the Word said to himself.


Word decided to continue his first goal, if he kept thinking about that strange feeling, the Word would be even more chaotic. Again Shiara can always make the Word dizzy.


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Word kept running until he didn't realize he had run for 2 hours. But thankfully during the 2-hour run he got the results he wanted, now the Word already know a little in where the place of worship and security in-near his home.


"Hi..." Sapa a woman, who had suddenly run parallel beside the Word.


Word glance to the side, he slightly smiled when he saw the face of the woman who had disrupted his activities.


"Hey.." Saying the word, he immediately stopped running.


"Siska!!!"


"The word!!!"


The pair of men and women stared at each other's faces with their lips smiling at each other. It is common for the Word to see women like Siska, from the first woman always dropped herself into the embrace of the Word.


"You running together?" Ask Siska.


Firman just slightly nodded before he ran as Siska, it looks like the streets are already quite crowded. Perhaps if anyone paid attention to the Word and Siska, that person would think they were lovers, because even though it had only been a few minutes that the Word and Siska became acquainted, they already seemed very close now.


After a long run, Firman and Siska decided to take a leisurely walk. In his footsteps, Firman and Siska a little story about fulfilling the life they live.


"So you just got back from London?"


"Yes.."


When Siska was busy questioning the life of the Word, the footsteps of the Word suddenly stopped. Mata Firman is currently watching the porridge who serves food for his customers, while Siska who feels neglected looks a little at the sight of the Word.


"You want porridge!!!"


Siska remembered the Word had only returned to these countries, after the 5th stay in London. Siska thinks maybe the Word is missing the roadside food.


"No!!! I just felt like buying it for the house, but I forgot to bring my phone and wallet" said Firman, he smiled a little considering the stupid earlier, he said, when he left his wife just like that.


"Want me to buy it?. You can replace it later, maybe with lunch or dinner" Siska said as she teased towards the Word.


Firman seemed to think when he saw Siska's smile. Firman thought it seemed like Sisik's offer wouldn't hurt him.


"okay!!"


"All right, wait here for a second"


With a smile on her face, Siska approached Firman with a plastic bag in her hand. Sisik directly gave the porridge that he had bought earlier to the Word.


"Thank you" Said the Word.


With the face of a child who is happy when receiving a gift from someone, Firman little look at the contents of the plastic bag to ensure the contents.


"What is it for your mother, it seems you are very happy" Siska said.


The happy face of the Word instantly disappeared upon hearing Siska's words. Is it true that the Word likes to pay attention to Syaira?. No it is not true, at this time Firman only fears Syaira is sick, Firman is afraid his wife complains to their parents, because that he wants to buy this porridge for Shiara.


"No. It's for my wife"


The Word went straight ahead of Siska's step. The Word continued to convince himself that he did not care about Shiaara at all. It's just compulsion not the desire of the day.


The Eye of Sysics watched the Word that left just like that with a meaningful smile.


"intriguing"


TO BE CONTINUED.


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