The Smile of Love Alura

Ascal

Alura continued to enter the cafe and chose to sit in the corner that was not too crowded. The incident he hit a wheelchair earlier had seized his attention when the man he was wheelchair-bound looked at him with a look of dislike. Alura could guess the life the man lived might have felt heavy as she lost both functions of her legs. The test of God is different, it can be a blessing can also be a disaster. Perhaps the man in the wheelchair was being tested with misfortune.

Alura remembered the Muslim brothers in Palestine, Syria, Rohingya, and other countries who were also being tested with endless calamities. For decades they have lived in gripping fear, lived with appalling conditions, and countless lives have been lost. Recalling the discussion he had the other day with Ustadzah Aisyah, the Muslims were many but like foam in the sea. They lose their power when they are scattered and scattered. With this situation it is easy for the enemies of Islam to target and colonize them. Therefore, in order to restore the strength of the Muslims, they need to unite.

Alura's daydream came to a halt when the food she ordered earlier came. After reading the bismillah, Alura ate her lunch in silence.

Once done Alura immediately paid and returned to her car in the parking lot.

Alura wanted to go home soon, her mind was tired considering her meeting with Mama Jeny earlier. In fact Alura was just preparing a heart to meet instead of hearing that fact. That's why Alura was in shock.

An hour later Alura's car had entered the spacious courtyard of her house. After turning off his car engine Alura stepped into the house.

Arriving at his room, Alura immediately laid her body on the mattress while closing her eyes and taking a slow breath.

Perhaps, tomorrow Alura will return to her adoptive parents' house, considering the day after tomorrow she will fly to London. Alura got up, took off the veil from earlier she had not let go and then walked to the bathroom to clean herself in continued prayer zuhur.

As usual, Alura was reading. A few days in this house makes Alura feel at home in the mini library next to Momy and Dady's room. The library was made because Momy used to love reading and finally Alura also has the same interest. A wide variety of reading books neatly lined up on the shelf of the closet.

Alura chose one of the novels that told the story of a genius Physician who with his genius was able to save many lives. Alura smiled imagining she used to have the same ideals, becoming a doctor. But whatever the power, it turns out Alura is weak to see blood, she immediately nausea when she saw blood in large quantities, even able to faint. For that reason, Alura finally chose another major, namely law.

Drrrt ... Drrtts

Alura's phone shook, Alura immediately grabbed it.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Mr. Oscar," he said to the man across the street.

"Mrs Walaikumsalam, Miss. Sorry there was a change of plans. You don't have to go to London, because Aunt Mery is going to Jakarta" Oscar said

"Oh, is Aunt Mery going to visit this house?"

Because in Jakarta as far as Alura only Dady brother Bibi Mery

"No, Miss. Looks like she's gonna be staying at her son's house."

"Yes, All right, sir. Thanks for the info."

"Together, Miss. I'll send you the full address of his son's house."

"Yes, Sir. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Getishalam."

Phone connection disconnected. Alura kept the phone away from her ear. Still thinking why Aunt Mery bothers to come here? Which son lives in Jakarta? As far as Alura was concerned, Aunt Mery's son was only two people. If so, he really did not know that his cousins were so close to him because they lived in the same city.

It will be only after they meet Alura will solve all her curiosity.

"Sir, are you daydreaming again?" The man who had been his master's personal assistant for almost five years knew exactly if his master behaved this way there must be something serious he thought "there's a problem, sir?" Ask ensures.

"Yes" the short answer came out of Max's mouth, "Ray, do you think there's a woman who wants to marry me?" Max's heavy voice trembled slightly.

Ray the assistant turns his seat to Max.

"There must be a master. I believe in true love." Ray answered steadily.

"But not for me, Ray! I'm just a disabled man." There was despair from the tone of Max's voice that caught Ray's ear "maybe, I'll spend the rest of my life alone" circus Max who immediately threw his face to the side.

"Master, you can't be so desperate and pessimistic about your life. Believe me, there will be unexpected miracles," said Ray trying to repel the pessimistic attitude of his master.

"You're good at entertaining it." Max chuckled softly. This is what Max likes from Ray, he always supports Max and does not want Max to fall into his condition.

"I tell you the truth, sir. You also deserve to be happy." Ray smiled very sweetly. Max saw it off.

"Stop smiling like that! It's like I'm a girl" Max said with a cold expression. Ray who saw it only returned a smile, but this time he greeted his smile by turning his face away.

"Ray!"

"Mama wants me to marry a girl." Max's tone is serious

"Well, is it true which lucky woman will marry you, sir?" Ray could not hide his happy look, hoping that later the woman would give color to his Master's life.

"He's Mama's little brother" Max replied quickly

"Cousin, you sir?"

"No. Just so you know, I'm just an adopted son, Ray. Just Mario, Mama and Papa's son."

Ray was surprised. He did not know that his master was merely an adopted son.

"I'm not sure the girl's willing." Max seemed to think of something, "I'm stuck in that will. The will, which asked me to marry his daughter," Max said.

"This is an opportunity, sir."

"Ray, I'm not a person who likes to take advantage of circumstances. Rather than this marriage happening out of a sense of compulsion, it's better, I'm single for life! Treasure, this is all because of treasure!"

His master was right, bathin Ray. He knows his other side of his master. Max is a good guy. It was just that it was all covered with his cold attitude.

"Alright, Sir. Whatever your decision is, I'll still be supportive."

"Yes, come! help me get on the bed."

Ray stood in front of Max, then his hands slid under Max's armpits, with the energy he had, now Max's body has moved to the top of the mattress.

Max pulled out a blanket to cover part of her body. Then Ray regulates the room temperature and then goes out letting Max rest.

Alura arrived at her parents' house as the sky began to darken. She stopped by the bakery to buy her Mama's favorite cake. After parking Alura's car rushed in because she wanted to pray magrib immediately.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Moskalamic. You're home, honey." Mira approaches her adopted daughter hugging her who is reciprocated by Alura.

"Yes, Ma" said Alura hugging back.

"Honey, there's a male guest here looking for you." Mira grabbed Alura's hand and brought her inside.

"Guest man, Who?"

Instead of answering, Mira instead smiled looking at Alura's confused expression. Alura was getting curious. Because he did not have many male acquaintances, only his adoptive family, Mr. Oscar, and some acquaintances in his former campus.

"He's a handsome guy" Mira said with a smile.

"Where's the guy, Ma?" ask Alura curiously.

"There was. He's praying together, Papa."

"Mom knows his name?" Alura asked back

"Ascal."

"Askal," Alura parroted, then she covered her mouth with both hands, Askal? Is he the same person he met at the orphanage. If so, how did his best friend get here and find him?

"Dear." Mira saw the change in expression on Alura's face, "you, alright?"

"Ah, yes Ma. I'm fine," Alura replied by changing her surprised expression into a smile.

"Alright, we pray magrib first, we'll meet the guest."

The two of them then walked to their rooms to carry out the obligations of every Muslim.