The Smile of Love Alura

Between Hearts

After calling Ray to be picked up, Max waited anxiously. Ten minutes passed Alura had not yet realized. Max rubbed Alura's head covered in a veil. His wife's head he put down on his thighs. It feels gripped worry really makes Max uncomfortable. Max turned to look at Alura's face, taking tissue wiping the sweat on her forehead with a slow motion.

Max pulled the tip of his lips into a fleeting smile. The beautiful face of Alura was a blessing that the woman had. Not only is her face beautiful, her morals and religion are also good.

For Max, all that is not enough to melt his heart and eliminate past traumas. Forging a serious relationship like this makes Max afraid of being abandoned again someday. Then he would swallow the bitter fact that he was alone in this world. It starts with her parents who tragically died in a car accident. Make Max an orphan in an instant. It is so painful to lose loved ones.

Luckily, Max did not participate, so he survived the accident. That night he stayed at his friend's house.

Since then, Max's life has changed to hell. Only he thought about how he could survive. His stomach was filled even with potluck food. A year of living in his aunt's house made little Max suffer terribly. He was hired at the family home from his mother's side like a maid.

Finally, because he could not stand it, Max chose to run away from his aunt's house and ended up hanging on the streets.

To eat him up to be a beggar. Sleeping in the emperan, sometimes also sneak into kindergarten to just take shelter or shelter when it rains.

Until that night, Mary in her luxury car found him lying almost dead hit by his car.

From that day on, Max is taken to Mary's house and adopted into his own. Mary's late husband loved Max as much as a real child. Little Max grew up well thanks to the kindness of Mary and her husband. That's why Max is willing to grant what Mary wants even if it goes against her heart and also means having to sacrifice her own happiness. For Max, the important thing is that his mother is happy and happy. This was the only way she would return the favor for all the happiness and affection Mary had given her.

"Sorry, Sir. It's a little late" said Ray, who just got off the taxi.

"Please help move the Alura back," point Max at the passenger seat.

"Good, Sir."

Ray sat behind the steering wheel to focus on driving the car. Max asked to take Alura to the hospital. Just this time Ray saw the emotions on his master's face. Obviously, that's a worry. Ray secretly smiled. Maybe this young lady can bring back some more cheerfulness in her master's life. Honestly, Ray felt sorry all along. His master is alive but dead. His body is alive but there is no passion at all. It was as if Max was just waiting for his death to come to pick him up.

Alura blinked several times adjusting to the bright light of the lamp. After his eyes opened he could see clearly that he was in the hospital. Alura circulated her gaze around the room, quiet. There's no one at all. He remembered that before he fainted, they were on the road. Then how did Max get him here?

"You're sober?"

Alura looked towards the door. There Max is being pushed by Ray to approach his bed.

"Alhamdulillah, already."

"You fainted a long time ago" Max said, looking dislikeful.

"I'm sorry Max, it's been troubling you."

"I'm sorry to Ray. Thanks to you, she left her breakfast" Max said.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Ray," said Alura felt bad for her husband's assistant.

"No problem, Miss. Hope you get well soon" Ray replied with a smile. Her big eyes are gone because of her big smile.

"Yes, thank you" said Alura.

"Prepare, we'll be home soon," Max cut. Not liking to see Alura smiling at the man of Chinese descent who stood holding his wheelchair in the back.

"Yes. I want to go to the bathroom first" said Alura trying to get out of bed.

Ray pushes Max's wheelchair through the exit. I don't know why this time Max didn't like Ray's presence. He usually depends on the guy with the big eyes.

If you look, Ray is pretty handsome. Smooth white, athletic body, sharp nose. Similar to korean actors.

Max first met her at a London hospital when she was just discharged from the hospital. Ray was visiting his best friend who had blood cancer. From that day on they became familiar.

It doesn't feel like Ray has been an assistant to Max for nearly five years.

Max finds it fitting because Ray is not too curious and meddles in his personal affairs. In fact, Ray was always impressed to keep his feelings. For Max, Ray is not just an assistant. But more than that Max already thinks of him as a brother. Max used to have a younger sibling but died when he was three months old.

Mario never considered him a brother. Instead, for Mario, Max is just a shame in his family.

"I'm ready, come on!" Said Alura approaching Max who was chatting with Ray.

"You sure you won't faint again?" Max asked, noticing that Alura's face was not as pale as before.

"God, I've been feeling better, Max."

"All right, we're going home" Max said, codifying Ray to donate his wheelchair.

"But, aren't we going to Ustaz Umar's house?" Alura asked confusedly. Wasn't their purpose from home going there.

"That was before you fainted" replied Max.

Alura had no other choice but to follow Max's words. The fault is also wearing all fainting. It had already troubled Max and Ray, where perhaps now she dared to refute the words of her husband.

Mario felt his head still dizzy and heavy due to drunkenness last night. He tried to sit down and grabbed his pants that were strewn on the floor. Mario smiles considering his activities with the woman he brought from the club last night.

He went into the kitchen. Pour water into a glass and bring it back into the room. After sipping until the toilet filled the glass, Mario dropped himself on the mattress. The words of her mother a week ago about her will and family property.

Mario furious. Again about treasure. He not only wanted treasures, but also Alura. Yeah, that pretty cousin of hers should be hers anyway. Mario has to snatch it from that flawed and useless guy.

Mario remembers his promise with an old friend. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand already almost noon.

"Gosh my god." Mario patted his head, "I'm late," he said, jumping from the top of the bed into the bathroom.

"God, look not at our likeness, but God looks at our practice."

Yasir was sitting in a circle with several teenage boys who were taking part in Islamic studies this afternoon at the mosque not far from where they live.

Yasir continued, "Allah Saw said what it means:

O mankind, We have created you from a man and a woman, and made you peoples and tribes so that you may know one another. Verily the noblest among you, by Allah, is the most pious among you. Verily Allah is All-Knowing, All-Knowing.” (QS. Al Hujurat: 13).

The noblest among us is the most fearful of God. If we want to achieve glory, of course, we must reach fear first. There is no result without effort" Yasir said, looking one by one at the faces of his brothers during these two years. For Yasir to plunge directly into the community to invite and convey kindness to them not only because it is an obligation. More than that, he felt that this was the form of his love for his brother. Love in the bonds of Islam.