Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 16 The First Step to Becoming a Muslim

Vishnu looked down with tears that escaped from the corner of his eye. It is with a sense of a place where he can bind himself to the rule of God.

“Alhamdulillah,” everyone is grateful and staring at Vishnu who is still dissolved in the sense of haru a deepest feeling.

“After this, what should I do?” he asked after being able to calm his feelings.

“You can learn it prlan-pelan with me, come to me whenever you want, I will help to the extent of my ability,” said Ustad Hasyim patted Wisnu's shoulder soothing.

“Alright, I say thank you,” replied Vishnu staring at Ustad with a friendly smile.

“This, we give books to you, in order to learn what the basic religion of Islam is like, you can also teach with us here every ba'da maghrib, please come, please,” said one of them, Vishnu immediately received it with both hands, his heart was happy.

“Thank you,” replied Vishnu staring at the many books given by the manager of the Mosque for him.

While looking towards Ihsan who nodded encouragingly. Vishnu nodded confidently.

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Until the night was about Vishnu just arrived at his house, put a bag to the sofa while chugging a cold drink from the refrigerator, staring into the whole kitchen, quiet only himself.

With a slow step he went to a room where he was usually happy to spend his time sleeping and watching tv or just drinking there, alone.

His breath sounded stifling, alone and alone. His eyes stopped at the row of alcohol bottles neatly arranged in the glass cabinet, with a faint smile he closed both eyes, slowly.Himself spread his body, relax his mind.

“Starting today, you are not my friends anymore.”

Vishnu muttered again, more to the drink that has now been forbidden for him.

Until his phone rang, making him re-open his eyes and reach in his pants pocket, Ihsan's name was plastered on the screen calling him. Vishnu immediately shifted the panel and glued it to his ear lazily.

“Hmm?” vishnu answered again closed both his eyes.

Vishnu felt his Assiten was too excessive in worrying about him, like his mother only.

“I've made your schedule to meet the doctor, Mr. Wisnu.”

Ihsan's excited voice made Vishnu open his eyes because he was curious.

*Doctor? Did I not hear wrong?

Vishnu immediately sat down and seriously talked to Ihsan, while returning he took a sip of cold white water which he placed on the side table.

“Doctor Arjuna.” Ihsan speaking.

“Indeed who will be operated?” ask Vishnu to be astonished.

“You alias you, Mr. Wisnu,” replied Ihsan chuckled to make Wisnu keep his phone feel uncomfortable and upset.

“I? Ngawur, I'm fine why need all Juna?” decak Vishnu grunted in reply.

“One of the mandatory conditions that must be lived by the Muslims with circumcision, sir,” said Ihsan with an enthusiastic voice, Vishnu scrunched his forehead, he did not understand the new term in his life.

“What is circumcision?” vishnu asked immediately given the oddity of Ihsan.

Vishnu breathed his irritated breath, his assistant made him like a fool. One growl from him, Vishnu immediately closed the telephon connection and began typing in the search field about the meaning of circumcision.

With his face and eyes wide open, Vishnu was shocked by the meaning described.

“San, how does it feel?” vishnu asked by swallowing his saliva, he felt trepidation.

“I'm serious,” lontor Wisnu is upset.

“I'm serious too, sir. Two rius instead.”

Vishnu exhaled feeling trepidation again, he stared down with a horrified body. He shook his head a few times throwing away the shadow.

“Should I do that?” tanyanya doubt.

“I used to experience it when I was 10 years old, Sir,” replied Ihsan surprised Wisnu.

He felt confused, why there should be such conditions for Muslims, especially men.

“How much? What will be defective and if it can no longer function how?” vishnu asked immediately made Ihsan burst into laughter.

While kneeling his temple Vishnu again growled, feeling Ihsan actually managed to tease him.

Ihsan immediately held back his laughter and cleared his throat a few times. He was lucky, only talk to his boss by phone, otherwise he would be cleared out his boss.

“Fixed would be good, sir. Even healthy and prevent us from venereal disease due to trapped feces can be removed. Mr. Vishnu must believe that what has been determined by the Religion of Allah and taught by His Prophets to Muslims is certainly best done.”

Vishnu nodded in understanding, with a sigh of relief he leaned back on the sofa.

“Pak Vishnu plans to marry Almira when?” Ihsan asked seriously again, Ihsan waited for a reply.

“A week I was there to prepare the file,” replied Winsu feeling very bad.

His inner being was confused, between his worry and his great responsibility on the future of the girl. Even love, love can he feel? Vishnu has not been able to sort out how it really feels.

“You must do the circumcision as soon as possible, sir, then,” Cerocos Ihsan while laughing.

“What do you mean?” Vishnu showed a voice of annoyance, Ihsan even more.

“Yes if you can get well soon, is not when you are legally married later, your heirloom can already be invited to war?” lontar Ihsan while again bursting into laughter.

“Ihsan!” hardik Vishnu growling.

Quickly the phone connection was cut off unilaterally by Ihsan who felt it was enough to tease his boss.

The beginning of the road has begun to me tapaki, bitter sweetness I tried rasai with all my heart. Whether it's love, whether it's affection, whether it's longing or just my guilt. Wanting me to love you because of that figure of yours, until the glare of your sharp eyes slowly softened, eroded by a sincerity I tirelessly tried to knock on your heart. (Vishnu)

By. Yaya Shala.

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