The Muslimah the Conqueror of the Heart Oppa Handsome

7. Take care of Zoya

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"Yes sir" he replied.

"Let's follow me" asked the father, Zoya was confused about where she wanted to be taken by the father, but Zoya only asked but the father asked her to follow him.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you to my house.here there is no mosque, you can pray in my house" explained the father who knows the contents of Zoya's heart. Zoya smiled and set her foot following the father.

"Alhamdulillah it turns out there are still good people, is this father a Muslim?" zoya said in her heart.

Until they arrived at the father's house that looks very simple, clean and neat house makes Zoya comfortable in the house.

"Whose name are you?" ask the father to open a fence made of wood.

"Zoya, sir" he replied.

"My name is Kim Seok, just call Mr. Kim. come in" said Mr. Kim, the college gardener.

"Alright sir" said Zoya smiling and stepping foot into the house with a greeting in her heart. Zoya looks around the house, very nice and not too much furniture.but suddenly her attention is distracted by the arrival of a mother who is the same age as Mr. Kim.

"Sir, who is this?" ask the mother.

"Zoya, ma'am, the student is in the campus. he wants to pray here" said Mr. Kim.

"Zoya, meet Mr. Kim's wife's mother. Just call me Shu" he said kindly. Zoya smiles and covers the back of Shu's hand.

"Ah yes, come here. Pray here, and that's the bathroom" said Ms. Shu smiling.

"Thank you very much Mother Shu" said Zoya, looking down at her body.

"It's okay, it's our job to help each other.well, the kitchen mom used to make you Korean-style green tea" said Ms. Shu and left Zoya alone in the small room.

Zoya unfolds her alphabet, and goes to the bathroom in the room, but her steps are stopped because there is a photo of a girl wearing a hijab.

"Who is this? is it their daughter?" ask Zoya to herself.

"It's possible" he said and chose to enter the bathroom to take ablution water.

After ablution, Zoya again took her face and put it up without a single hair coming out. Zoya prayed with khushuk, then prayed to Allah so that he would always be strong and strong in this people's land.

Zoya folds back her mukena and sajadah, not forgetting to put back the hijab that always covers her long hair. Zoya smiled and was grateful that there were still good people who would accept her sincerely.

Believe me, a thousand people who blaspheme you will have one of them supporting and respecting you

Zoya comes out of the room and finds Shu's mother and Kim's chatter, and from the look on her face they are thrilled at Zoya's arrival.

"Zoya, is it over?" ask Kim sir.

"Already sir, thank you for receiving Zoya for praying at this house" said Zoya.

"Sama-sama, sit down, drink green tea first" Kim asked. Zoya sat down and took the cup and sipped it until half the water was left.

"It's delicious. Usually Zoya drinks green tea typical of Indonesia, but honestly, it's very good" said Zoya smiling.

"Report, your face is indeed like an Indonesian" said Ms. Shu.

"Oh yes ma'am, is the photo in the room was the son of the mother and father?" asked Zoya. the two lungs looked at each other, suddenly the look on their faces turned into sedu. Zoya becomes unwell, perhaps rightly her estimation. Zoya assumes that their son has died.

"Hmm, sorry sir, ma'am. Zoya did not mean to" said Zoya lowered her head.

"Eh, not Zoya. he is not our child.he is.." said Mother cut and looked at Mr. Shu asking for answers to tell the figure of the woman photographed. Mr. Kim nodded, too, let his wife tell Zoya.

"She was one of the students two years ago, but she died inside the warehouse" Shu said in tears. Zoya is interested in hearing it to make her more curious why Ibu Shu to cry.

"Died because of what mom?" ask Zoya.

"Killed by his classmates son. he was often bullied by them because he did not want to release his veil. father had heard their feud but you can only be silent" said Mr. Kim.

"Astaghfirullah" Zoya muttered in surprise.

"Since then, he always comes to us in a dream, if there is a Muslim who asks for a mosque, we must bring him to pray here" said Shu's mother.

"What a bitch" Zoya murmured at the thought of the photo.

"Zoya, you're the first one to come here, so he'll always take care of you from people who want to bully you" Mr. Kim smiled.

"But sir, Zoya is afraid of becoming a idolatrous idol, that is to say, associating with god and hoping that other beings will take care of us. in fact, God is the only place we take shelter" Zoya said.

"No Zoya, he must be a messenger of God to take care of you, as long as you always number the unity of God and are always in your heart" said Ms. Shu.

"Alright mom, Zoya excuse me. Thank you once again" said Zoya lowered her half.

"Come here if you want to pray, the door of the house wide welcome your arrival" said Ms. Shu smiling.

"Good ma'am, sir, thank you very much. Zoya excuse me first" he said and then crucified the contorted hand.

Zoya walks with her steps in a hurry, Zoya is afraid that she will be late to enter the classroom. While walking, Zoya also thinks about the words of Mother and Mr. Kim earlier. on the other hand, Zoya is also thinking about the words of Mommy and Mr. Kim, Zoya is afraid when it comes to beings who have left the world and become transformed into subtle creatures, but on the other hand, Zoya feels relieved that there will be someone to guard her but does not make Zoya submit to her. only God is where Zoya takes refuge and obeys.

"How is this, usually if he helps us it must be behind it asking for a collision like in horror movies. Astaghfirullah.why come to this, forgive Zoya yes Allah" muttered Zoya while walking quickly.but her steps stopped, seeing a glimmer of light wearing a white robe and hijab came to her with a smile.

"Hi Zoya" he said.

"Who are you?!" asked the frightened Zoya and walked back away from the creature.

"I'm Riska, a student who used to go to school here. Surely you already know from Mr. Kim's story" he said approaching Zoya slowly.

"Don't come near!! what do you want?" zoya asked, but she could not back down because there was a wall blocking her.

"Related Zoya, I'm not evil and not like in your mind.My grudges have been resolved by those who kill me" he said showing a devil face. Zoya was afraid to see that face.

"My mission now is to take care of you from those who bully you Zoya. I don't want any Muslim killed again like I was when I was. Believe me, I didn't ask you anything much less a mash-up. I just want peace without any casualties after me" she explained in tears remembering her past while alive. Zoya was glued, she was pensive to hear the words.His heart was also saddened to hear the words.

"Thank you Riska" Zoya muttered and then regained her senses and ran back to her class.

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