Tafakur Love Mualaf

Tiin Tiin Entering Your Home

Fiha was really feeling tired, he was leaning against the wall. Talk to the little boy, who greeted him earlier.

"Sister, let's just go inside." take Filda.

"I'm not getting in" Fiha replied reasoned.

"Come on, big friends too." Filda.

"I don't actually intend to come here" Fiha replied honestly.

"Whose sister's name? My name is Filda." Filda asked, introducing herself.

"My name is Fiha" he answered.

His thoughts about childhood danced back, becoming reminded of Hasbi's figure. A man who has always been his friend, but different beliefs. He often played around the mosque, although he never entered it.

"Hasbi, I'm back. But, you've moved away. You may have forgotten me." Fiha sat on the stairs, when the thugs were gone.

Not long after, Hasbi came out of the mosque. Passing the figure of Fiha that has not been recognized, because of the many changes.

”Fiha, I'm always waiting for you. I still keep your gift bags until you come back. I will teach you the religion of Islam, so that there is no difference of paths between us.” Inner Hasbi.

Hasbi went down the stairs, then stepped onto Fisbi Boutique. There it was seen, Aqila who was playing a mobile phone. Inviting people, to follow Hasbi's convection.

"Hasbi, a lot of people want to join. I'm sure, your efforts will be even bigger" said Aqila.

"Well right, let alone many students and students who participate." said Ali.

"Alhamdulillah, Mashaa Allah, Allahuakbar." replied Hasbi.

Hasbi sat down for a while, looking at the shabby prayer beads. Although washed when exposed to dust, but can not remove the shrinkage. The tasbih is indeed a long time ago, so do not be surprised if the rope has been replaced.

"Hasbi, I'm surprised by you, why not just buy one" Ali said.

"Can't, it's someone's gift." Hasbi replied.

"Definitely, the person has forgotten you" said Ali.

"I don't feel that way, because we never know what he's doing right now. Even if he forgets, it doesn't mean I'm throwing away the parting gift." Hasbi replied.

"It seems that someone who gives you prayer beads means a lot." said Aqila.

"Yes, that's fine." replied Hasbi.

The next day, Hasbi was about to go to college. Suddenly, a woman crossed the street. Hasbi accidentally hit a tree for deflecting his bike, so as not to hit the girl.

"Astaghfirullah, why did the girl walk around in a stupor." Hasbi wondered, as he held up his bike.

A man got out of the car, then walked over to Fiha. The middle-aged man who forced her violently, and was about to take her into the car. Hasbi came closer, to help the girl.

"Let the girl go." Hasbi said.

"I will keep pushing her, because she refuses to be with you" Hasbi said.

"Know what you are, about the two of us. Uh rancid boy, he's heavily drunk. Naturally, if he does not remember who his sugar daddy is." he replied.

Hasbi kept getting in the way of the man, and the middle-aged man punched him. Hasbi replied, until the man fell bouncing. Hasbi quickly lifted Fiha's body, then stopped by a passing taxi. He told her to drive Fiha home, while she continued to go to campus. Before continuing on, Hasbi called her mother.

"Mom, please bring the woman in the taxi into the house" Hasbi said.

"Who is Hasbi, what happened." Yunah was confused.

"Later, I explained it when I got home from college" Hasbi said.

"Well, I'll wait for the cab outside" replied Yunah.

Hasbi cut off the phone, after saying goodbye to Yunah. A few minutes into the trip, Hasbi had already reached the campus.

"Hasbi, the afternoon tumben is really coming" said Ali.

"Yes, there was a bit of a problem" replied Hasbi.

"Oh that's right, no more girl deals." joked Ali.

"It could be you." replied Hasbi.

They set foot in each other, heading to Business class and Islamic Religion class. While Yunah helps Fiha, get out of the taxi car.

Jonah closed his nose. "This woman smells of alcohol, knows where Hasbi is."

Yunah took Phihah's body, and went to the bed. Planning will ask, if he has realized from his stupor. Yunah cooks in the kitchen, then Fiha approaches her.

"Mom, where am I?" ask Fiha.

Yunah was surprised, then looked at him. "You're in my house."

"Mother is Bu Yunah?" fiha asked, with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, where do you know my name" replied Yunah.

"Mother, it's me Fiha" he said.

"Where possible, he has gone to Spain" replied Yunah.

"Really ma'am, it's me." said Fiha.

"Necessary some testing, can not admit carelessly. The boy has a special place, in this house." Yunah explained.

Fiha explained everything he knew. Yunah smiled, as a beard.