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"Don't make your houses like cemeteries. Verily Satan will flee from a house recited in it the letter of Al Baqarah"
(CHR. Muslims no. 780).
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Amira was stunned, she just silently looked at the husband and Fatih alternately. From the beginning Amira had indeed guessed that behind the wheel of the red car was Fatih, but as time went on she dismissed all arguments with as many alibis as she could. And now, when he knew for sure and straight away the reality was that he became shocked and depressed.
The memory of Amira on the second day he met with Fatih, where he was given an offer to be escorted and at that time Fatih pointed to a red car and with certainty Amira refused. And his memory goes back to when he always felt that the car was parked near the stop he was waiting for the bus. Amira sighed, she felt really upset and confused at the same time.
"You can go in first" said Dinan touching Amira's hand so that Amira's gaze was focused only on her.
"But, I still want to ask," Amira replied making Dinan shake his head.
"Why?" tanya Amira did not accept, as this was the case all along she was the one being followed so she had to talk to the man to straighten things out.
"Do you want to talk to him yourself?" dinan asked flatly, he took his hand off Amira's hand.
"Yes" replied Amira.
"All right." Dinan turned his body to look at Fatih then he walked away leaving Amira without a word. It clearly struck Amira's composure, she felt guilty towards Dinan.
"Mas" call Amira when Dinan is near the car. Amira stepped closer to Dinan.
"I'm sorry" said Amira. Dinan just looked over and then was about to open the door.
"Mas" call Amira again.
"Here you go, talk as necessary and then you go in." Dinan said that then he patted Amira on the shoulder and was about to open the door.
"Miray believes the same. Miray goes to school and asks for details, and Miray hopes this never happens again. These two years have been enough to disturb the comfort of my life." Dinan turned his head towards Amira, he did not expect that Amira would easily change her mind. Because he thought it would take a long time to remind Amira of her current position, but that thought must be immediately dismissed by Dinan. Because Amira is different and she has to be a lot grateful for what is.
"alright. Let's get you inside before Mas talks to him." Amira smiled faintly then nodded.
"I brought Amira inside first." Dinan said that with his face staring at Fatih from behind Amira's body. Dinan made sure Fatih was waiting for him.
"Mas isn't angry, is he?" amira asked in a soft tone as the two lifted the book towards the skill room. Because Dinan's car can not enter until the front of the room blocked the basketball court.
"I'm not angry." Amira turned her head towards Dinan, Amira realized the change of my word and I was done by Dinan.
"Mas" call Amira.
"Nothing, don't worry. Focus on your activities today" said Dinan giving his hand to shake hands with Amira. Then he gently rubbed the top of Amira's head.
"If it's time to go home SMS or phone. I left first, assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh."
"Waalaikumsalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh, be careful." Dinan smiled then he nodded. Amira continued to observe Dinan until Dinan's back was away even he was still in place left by Dinan, when Dinan familiarly conversed with the security guard back gate unknown to Amira. He felt bad, Dinan could be familiar with the security guard and seemed to know each other even though Dinan was not teaching here, but he who clearly teaches here does not even know the name of the security guard who can be said to be his coworkers at this school.
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Amira could not focus on the numbers in front of her. He was still thinking about the situation of Dinan and Fatih. Either, this is because he is too parno or indeed his brain has been contaminated with soap operas. But for sure he always thinks negatively in some way.
"Mommy Mira's having lunch?" Amira turned towards Rina.
"Not yet." Amira feels awkward, she is afraid when spoken to by Rina she does not concentrate.
"Want lunch together?" tawar Rina made Amira nod her head in agreement. He would talk many things to Rina including her plan that had already obtained permission from Dinan.
"What order is Mom?"
"I iced tea with rames rice." Amira said that to the canteen guard's mother.
"Bu Rina, I'm the same. But rames rice just use the egg side dishes." Amira invites Rina to sit down. The cafeteria room seems free because it is still in the morning lesson hours.
"Bu Mira first why majored in boga?" Amira put her new cell phone out of her pocket. She was afraid that Dinan would contact her but she was unaware.
"I like to eat, Mom. So expect to cook the same delicious food I've ever eaten." Rina nodded.
"You're Miss Rina?"
"I used to want to be a chef in hospitality. But equally my father was forbidden and became my teacher." Amira smiled faintly, she remembered the words of the father.
"So, you have to determine your own interests and talents. You will never get in the way of your ideals because you know that you can definitely recognize yourself. Remember, every human being has a identity when they are created."
"Recently my cousin just quit his old job, he said he wanted to move on." Amira looked at Rina with interest.
"Continue being unemployed?" ask Amira.
"Yes, he's unemployed. Yesterday had asked also about vacancies but it is in the place where we have filled chef Ardi." Amira nodded.
"Wanted a job like chef Ardi. If jobs like us don't want to?" amira asked while putting the food delivered by the canteen mother in front of Rina.
"Who has a vacancy?" asked Rina confused.
"Actually I've submitted a letter of resignation to the committee today. So if Bu Rina's cousin is interested can enter the CV starting today." Lina choked because she was currently drinking the orange ice that was in front of her.
"Mr Rina isn't papa?" amira asked badly.
"I'm fine." Rina patted her chest then she looked up at Amira intensely.
"Mommy Mira wants to resign?" Amira looked up then nodded.
"Why?" tanya Rina did not believe it.
"This is the talk of the two of us, ma'am. I want to focus on the household, I want to be a good wife so all I have to do first is always stay at home." Amira had already thought about all this, in fact she realized that the woman was not good at working outside let alone away from the mahram, maybe it was better if she was at home waiting for her husband to come. What is he looking for, material? She had earned enough from her husband. And according to Amira maybe if he continues his career just to satisfy his own ego.
"Mommy Mira wants to get married?" Amira smiled then she nodded. In her heart she confirmed Rina's remark that she was married and not married.
"How does the committee?"
"Waiting for a replacement first, if there is no semester, then it is allowed to go out." Rina nodded.
"I'll ask my cousin. Who knows if he's interested." Amira nodded then the two went back to enjoying the food that was in front of her.
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Amira waited for Dinan in the front room, after praying he immediately sat down and opened the Qur'an. Not without reason Amira did this, other than because she wanted to hear Dinan's story about Fatih also because she was afraid when the husband came in a state of not praying had to go into the room first.
Long enough to wait until he finished one face of the Qur'an but Dinan has not yet revealed his face. Maybe Dinan prayed at the mosque on the street or maybe Dinan is still on campus. Amira sighed then she closed the Qur'an and put it on the table.
Amira turned to the door and then she moved from her seat to the kitchen, she would make a drink to keep watch if Dinan came home soon. Amira took the cup then she took the pot and filled the water. He boiled it on the stove then he picked up the teapot and filled the sugar and tea. Usually the Dinan family will sit back at night while drinking warm tea. Amira will make it with boiling water so that the heat is maintained until after Isya.
Amira put the cup down then she filled it with sugar and chocolate powder. He will make Dinan hot chocolate, because he thinks chocolate contains many antioxidants that are good for the body. Amira sat near the dining table, she observed some food pans then she sighed. Dinner, it seemed like it would be difficult for Amira to pass because she felt her stomach full.
"What's it for, Mommy?" tanya Ifa who brought a bottle of milk to the sink of the dishwasher.
"Make tea" replied Amira slowly. He is still doing silent action with Ifa, he does not want to inhabit his brother but he is just being ordinary with not much to say without any topics that he thinks are useful.
"Don't you think about what I said yesterday?" tanya Ifa brought a new bottle and filled it with a few spoons of milk.
"What sayings?" tanya Amira turned towards the sister-in-law.
"Things about Maura."
"Oh," said Amira not excited I don't know, this topic is very sensitive for him.
"How's it?" Ifa turned towards Amira.
"What's how?"
"Don't twist Ma'am." Amira shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm not kinked. Perhaps you better ask directly to your. The one who runs Mas Dinan isn't me." Amira walked towards the stove then opened the lid to see if the water was boiling or not.
"But as a wife you have a share too." Amira shrugged her shoulders no matter what.
"Mbak has said no, if it all depends on Dinan. If Mas Dinan wants yes Mbak and Mas Dinan just take the road. If Dinan's mas is silent, why should Mbak bother him?"
"But as a woman you certainly know how Maura feels, don't you?" Amira turned her head towards Ifa before she turned the stove to shrink the fire.
"Mbak is not a nice person and patient if you want to know, Ifa. I am a hard man and I don't give up easily. And Maura's problem, why don't you offer it to your husband first? Who knows if your husband is interested?"
"Mom!"
"Amira!"
The two exclamations were from Dinan and Ifa spoken in the same tone and intonation. Amira turned her head towards Dinan who was looking at her sharply. He let out a long sigh, everything felt heavy for him to deal with.
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