The Way to Your Light
CHAPTER 22 (DEPRECIATION OF NAISHA)
"Aamiris.. How is Naisha progressing? Has there started to change yet?" ask Mr. David that night after Aamir finished cleaning - clean the mosque.
Although Aamir no longer lives in the mosque, but his responsibility in cleaning the Mosque still he continued. Though Mr. David and Mr. Marwan had been looking for someone else to replace Aamir's duties, but Aamir still wanted to do his duties voluntarily. Because Aamir's heart was adrift with the mosque and he was happy to spend his time in the mosque.
"Pak Daud meant Naisha's change to become what Mr. Marwan wanted to be, right?" ask Aamir to be more sure.
"Yes, Aamir. You want to hear your story after a week of marrying his son, Mr. Marwan, the Naisha" said Mr. David curiously. By then, the mosque was empty. There are only a few children and teenagers who are sadarus there.
"Honest.. So far there has been no significant development, sir. Aamir is still trying to make an approach with Naisha, because..." Aamir hung his sentence for a moment, as if weighing whether to tell it to Mr. David or not.
"Because of what, Aamir?" ask David curiously.
"Yes.because I have not found the right way to approach him, I have tried to start a good conversation - both with Naisha. However, it has not been responded well by Naisha. Yep.. I can understand it because we have never known it before and it all takes process and time too, sir." explained Aamir ala perfungnya. Aamir tried to keep his oral to not tell Naisha's ugliness. However, Naisha is now his wife who he must take care of and protect his whole heart. Though Naisha never once considered Aamir as her Husband.
"Yes.. You're right Aamir, everything takes process and time. The important thing is that you have tried your best, the same as what Ghufron did to your son in the past. Nothing is instant, everything needs a process. The important thing is that you do not give up and remain patient" said Mr. David chimed in and agreed to the words of Aamir.
A little later, Aamir permission to go home first to friends and teenagers who are still tadarus in the mosque.
"He is the one who got married.. The newlyweds, more at home close - close to his wife like her nih." ledek Furqon, a close friend of Aamir who happens to be the same age as himself and lives in the neighborhood of the housing complex as well. Aamir only smiled faintly in response to Furqon's remark.
Aamir came home on foot, although the distance of the mosque to Naisha's house was quite far but Aamir preferred to walk. Though his mother-in-law had offered Aamir to bring a motor in his house but Aamir refused it subtly.
While in the middle of the road, suddenly Aamir was surprised by the sound of a strong and long car horn from behind him. Spontaneously Aamir immediately turned his head back and found a car that was not unfamiliar to him. Of course not a stranger, the car was the car of his friend Naisha, who had stopped several times in front of the mosque a few days ago.
The car stopped by the side of the road, but Aamir ignored it. He kept walking away from there. However, Aamir's footsteps stopped when he heard a voice calling his name.
"Hey, Aamir...!!" he said with a loud voice. And that voice.. Aamir immediately turned his body and at once he saw Naisha who was standing there with a waist dive.
"Naisha.." said Aamir. Naisha then walked up to Aamir and was followed by her two friends. Naisha looks like she is putting her cynical smile towards Aamir.
"Bahh.. There's Naisha Nih's husband, what's the walk anyway?" tanya Dance half-literate.
"Yes, yes, I have a rich wife and father-in-law, but I see his appearance is ordinary, very strange!" Mely chimed in with a glance of her eyes looking at Aamir from head to toe.
"Yes, you know Aamir doesn't know himself very well. Kedaesean kali, you think it's great to be married to Naisha? Uh-h.. Donk Aamir, or don't have glass? I guarantee it" said Mely, who took out her glass and then pointed it at Aamir. Naisha and Tari immediately laughed freely in response to Mely's words. Aamir preferred to be quiet and then decided to continue his journey home. He walked at a fast pace, not caring for Naisha who called him back.
"Hey, Aamir. It's not polite of you, just play. I'm not done talking, you asshole!!" nisha shouted as she saw Aamir leaving the three of them without saying anything. Naisha felt dicuekin, anger began to peak in the crown.
"Despite the child, he thought it was cool to behave like that" said Tari who was no less furious.
"Just review... After this, I will not count on you, Aamir." go to Naisha and then they step back into the car.
Aamir got home first, he just went in and went to Naisha's room on the top floor. When in the middle room earlier, he had crossed paths with Umi Sofia who asked about Naisha's whereabouts. And Aamir replied as it were, that Naisha was with her friends. Umi Sofia can only stroke her chest and hope that Aamir can advise Naisha or even forbid her to meet and gather with her friends who tell Sofia they are the ones who have a bad influence on her Naisha.
"InshaAllah, Umi. Nantik Aamir will talk slowly with Naisha. Hopefully Naisha can accept the advice that Aamir will give later ya umi" said Aamir at the time.
After being in the room, Aamir entered the bathroom and then ablaze. He intended to perform the prayer of the witir for a moment, before waiting for the arrival of Naisha.
A few seconds later, Aamir prayed fervently. However, it was only in the first rakaat.. Naisha came in and kicked her bedroom door hard.
"AAMIIR.." cried Naisha who was like an equal. Naisha's anger that had enslaved it to Aamir, as if it was unbearable anymore. Until - until, Aamir who was standing praying was immediately rejected from behind with all his strength.
Then, Aamir immediately fell and fell, his prayer became void.
"Astagfirullah, Naisha." said Aamir who did not expect Naisha to do this to him, while Naisha looked at Aamir with an innocent and sinful face. In fact, he was satisfied to have done this to Aamir.
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