The Ojek That's My Soul

Melted but not ice cream

💐Don't be too passionate about something.

Keep forward logic and reason.

Because, when it only brings feelings to a relationship.

Make reality covered in blind love.

💐

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They have now reached the courtyard of a large mosque.

Magnificent and majestic.

With its Moroccan-style architecture.

With pillars that stand towering on several sides.

A large dome, flanked by several small domes.

Bright dark blue color and dominant ivory white.

Pampering the eyes, which creates a calming impression of the soul.

They separated, because the place of ablution of men and women deliberately given a considerable distance.

Fortunately, they have not been left behind.

The eloquent and sweet-talking priest still recites the middle of Suroh Al Fatihah.

Saf women in the sky blue curtain as hijab.

(Hijab is an Arabic word meaning "barrier or cover". Hijab is anything that covers something that is required to be covered or forbidden to reach it. Among the application of its meaning, hijab is interpreted with as citr, which prevents something from being visible. 

"Assalamu alaikum warohmatullah... . "

Greetings, signifying the end of congregational prayer.

However, a young man still gathered his hands together, offering prayers.

Prayers that in recent months he did not get bored he promised his Robb.

Inside a blue curtain, a girl was seen closing her eyes with both palms raised before her face.

💞

Rojali tied his shoelaces.

Surprised by the arrival of a girl with a pasmina.

The girl sat next to him at a distance of about half a meter.

Rojali turned his head, settling down the damp face that had been exposed to the ablution.

Plain without polish, but able to make the world turn upside down instantly.

Stunned, stunned,

Just this time he saw that strange face this shade.

With the end of his bangs still wet.

Hurriedly he turned his gaze on the shoelaces that were tied into a single unit on a pair of shoes.

Kontan he chuckles amusedly.

This rare incident did not escape Rojali's attention.

Only this time did he see Fatimah laughing afterwards.

(I must immediately justify you )

(For the safety of my heart)

Rojali held onto her chest that was pounding.

He was afraid that this speech could be heard up to his girl.

"But! "

"Woii! "

Fatimah flicked her hand to the face of Rojali.

Rojali who was caught wet daydreaming while looking at Fatimah.

Immediately restored his hair, brushed off the embarrassment that immediately sticking out.

"What the fuck is that song? "

point Fatimah down, leading to a pair of grey sneakers.

"Oh, Astagfirullah! "

"Lha, why is it like this ? "

Screeched Rojali while scratching her nape and grinning the horse.

Anxious himself, he also confirmed the location and knot of his shoelaces.

"Anything, more thoughts huh? "

looking at Fatimah while hugging her bag she looked at Rojali.

(Yes, think of you)

(If only I could say that)

Rojali sighed slowly.

"Because Abang belom's words were complete earlier, "

"So keep thinking, "

rojali answered honestly.

Mumpung courtyard of the mosque is rather quiet because the prayer has been home since earlier.

Only occasionally there are some riders who stop to catch up with this short-lived magrib.

"Eh, yes, Brother wants to talk

what the fuck? "

asked Fatimah, apparently not so hard.

Perhaps the effect of his prayer earlier, that he would give all his to the Khalik.

"Abang, want to avoid sin, Deck, "

"Abang, want to always take care of you, protect you, "

But in the way that Allah guides, "

rojali said calmly and smoothly.

Fatimah was silent, she would listen to what this man beside her would say.

Without even trying to cut it off.

"Abang wants to make you a mahrom and make us both halal, "

Rojali continued to reveal his heart, which had been in his pendam.

He dared to turn his head, towards Fatimah.

Since then he had been talking while staring at the night sky in front of him.

"May Fatimah ask for time? "

"For both of us?"

"In order to further strengthen each other's feelings and beliefs, "

"Because, marriage is a worship, quite once in a lifetime, "

"Because Fatimah will not be able to share, "

"We pray istikhoroh equally yes, "

"Involving God as the determinant of every decision, so that we will not regret it in the future, "

obviously Fatimah was soft but wrenching.

Rojali nodded, her lips also covering a smile full of relief.

He has prepared his heart when he gets a rejection.

But, it turns out that her girl only asks for time and invites her to do justice to God.

Doesn't that mean, Fatimah also harbors the same taste and hope as him.

"God willing, Brother is ready, to do what Adek asks, "

"Now, we go home, afraid that father is equally ummi worried, "

"Although, you go home with Brother, but your status is still someone else, "

sindir Rojali while stepping down the last step.

"Yes, may Allah choose Brother to be his priest Fatimah yes, "

"And may Allah also designate me as his rib Bang Ali, "

fatimah said sincerely, smiling knots and looking down.

Serr, there's a cool but not the wind.

Some melted but not ice cream.

Did you forget it???

Huh, want some more??

Pencet like let rame.