WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 21 - My faith

Days change, a piece of paper that Asyam found in the secretariat room in his hand and save all questions in his heart. The initials in the letter symbolizing the lowercase A in the conjuncture, making him even more convinced, the paper dropped Asthma for him. Either which step to choose, meeting Asthma or directly saying out loud to Ihsan. Maybe it's a good day to meet him. Clarify all things that still look pseudo, find answers to all the questions gathered without answers.

Asyam stepped foot into the mosque, especially the secretariat room which is currently being held by teenagers. Arriving there, he only found Syahrul and Zidan who were talking inside. There are only a few pockets that have not been taken by their owners.

“asselaikum.” Asyam.

“wa’alaikumussalam.”

“already done ?” Ask Asyam.

“already anyway, bang. Stay have a brother, bang ihsan and asthma alone that have not been taken.” Syahrul.

“bang assyam, now there is no work ?” Ask Syahrul.

“not really. What's up ?”Asyam asked back.

“mmh, me and zidan have business. Can I have a look after here, please ? item time bang ihsan or asma want to take.” Syahrul.

“iya. I also want to meet ihsan here.” Reply Asyam.

“maakasih ya bang assyam.” Syahrul.

“if so, me and syahrul pamit yes, bang.” Continue Zidan

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

“wa’alaikumussalam.”

Ihsan, who was on her way with Raina to Asma's house, found a message on her phone. He asked Raina to read a message that came from out of nowhere.

“from bang assyam, request a meeting at the secretariat he said.” Raina.

“we'll be here soon.” Ihsan.

Ihsan has parked his car in the Astma house. His arrival was greeted by Ustadz Hasan who was sitting on the terrace with Mother Zulfah. The joy painted on Mother Zulfah's face received a hug from Raina.

“Asma where mom ?” Ask Raina.

“ada in the room, there in.” Answer Mother Zulfah.

“Ihsan there is also need, right ? want shirt fittings ?” Ask Mommy to make sure.

“iya, mama. But Ihsan wants to meet fun first, it seems as if there is a need with ihsan.” Ihsan.

“yasalah, meet there first. Don't be long after someone misses.” Ustadz Hasan Ledek.

“ayaah.” Says Mother Zulfah with a smile.

Ihsan also smiled shyly.

Asyam stood at the doorstep, waiting for Ihsan to arrive. His heart was already stirred, all tastes were mixed into one. Dhikr continues to adorn his lips, so that the heart remains on the path of his sanity and God protects it from shethan that interferes with his actions. Greetings were heard, a smile that was conveyed. The two of them came in and sat together. Heart rate is getting tighter, body temperature is irregular, sweat also begins to pour. Either have to start from where, somehow have to straighten out to avoid misunderstanding.

“ada need what ?” Ihsan asked with a happy-looking face.

“mmhh .. here. mmhh..”

“ada what exactly ? why does it seem so hard to convey it to me.” Ihsan.

“I'm confused where to start.” The answer.

“ya if starting it from the beginning dong, syam.” Ihsan Canda.

“mmh. so, a few days ago I was in this room with asthma.”

“mhh. I mean, not just me. Syahrul and I also have nadia, then asthma follows in.” Clearly Asyam was nervous and agitated.

“hayolah, convey it correctly. Just get to the point.” Said Ihsan who was trying to calm his best friend.

“leave asthma that doesn't love you.” Assertive Asyam who raised his gaze, looked at Ihsan sharply.

“what do you mean, sham ?” Ihsan was still patient with him.

“don't force his heart because of the coercion of your two parents, san.” Reply Asyam.

“what do you know about asthma ? tell me!” Ask Ihsan.

“he loves me, until whenever he just wants to marry me. Even if he does not marry me his heart will still love me.” Evidently.

“where do you know all that?” Ihsan asked who was starting to feel the pressure in her heart.

“dia dropped this letter as she left this room.” He replied while showing the folds of paper in front of Ihsan.

Ihsan was still staring at Asham, but his hand was directed to take out the paper he showed. It opened slowly, curiosity in the heart would be the content of the letter.

I want you to know that you will always be in my heart

I wish me and you could be “KITA”

The time is coming

***                                                a-***

“no more among us with initials A other than asthma.” Asyam.

Ihsan returned the paper without saying anything. Again he looked Asham in the eye with a different look. Ihsan also stepped away from Asham. His feet quickly descended one by one the stairs.

“san... ihsan.” Call Asyam who is unheeded by Ihsan.

His heart burned with jealousy, resentment and anger into one. The worry that a moment ago was felt, had disappeared upon hearing the word so confidently ejected from his lips. The happiness that had just been felt was now broken. The flowers that adorn the heart are now beginning to wither. Ihsan tried to adjust her breathing and facial features to enter the Astma house and met her in the room for a wedding dress fitting.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded. Asthma who was standing in front of the glass turned to the door, as well as Raina who was holding a dress on the mattress. His face was visible, unable to be hidden. The smile on Asthma's lips began to fade when she found Ihsan's face.

"bang ihsan, hurry here. Try the shirt." Raina said happily.

"why branch ? is there a problem ?" Asma asked approached while lifting the dress she was wearing.

Ihsan looked at him, his heart began to guess, prejudice began to run rampant. As if Asma had known yet pretended to ask, following the storyline.

"are you sure you're gonna wear that dress ?" Ask.

Asthma looked down, watching the dress she was wearing.

"is something wrong with the dress ?" Asthma asked back.

"are you absolutely sure of your decision to accept my proposal ?" Tanya Ihsan who lowered her gaze.

"why the hell ?" Raina.

"you shut up."

"answer my question." Ihsan said to Asma.

Asma ducked, half-sitting facing Ihsan.

"if asthma doesn't want it, asthma won't take it, bang. This marriage is not a game." Asma replied looking at Ihsan's face that was still down.

"why are you waiting for his presence ? expect to be your companion in the future. Is that what you mean by wanting ?" Ihsan.

His forehead shriveled, trying to digest every word Ihsan uttered.

"what do you mean ? what charges do you make with asthma ?" Ask Asma.

"you must know better than me, asthma. Cancel this marriage if you want her." Ihsan.

"who really meant ?" Ask Asma.

"is asyam bang ?" Ask again.

"you know this story better than I do, asthma." Ihsan.

"i'll reject you if I don't want to. I've been convinced by my decision, I've been convinced by my heart to accept brother." Clear Asthma.

"you wouldn't have sent me that letter if you really wanted me." Ihsan.

"letter ?" Asthma thinks with that one word.

"what letters do you mean ? asthma really doesn't understand this conversation bang." Pinta Asthma.

"Explain well on asthma bang, asthma never send any letter to anyone." Assertive Asthma.

"you think about it all right, if you want it I'm ready to let you go." Ihsan.

"i'm leaving, there's a business. assalamu'alaikum." Ihsan left Asma and Raina.

It is still clear that the back that left him fell on his own, while receiving a call on his hand. Raina approached the asthma sitting in a cry. It was still clear that Ihsan's voice said that he would release him, still could not understand every word that had been previously expressed. What really happened, what problems and what news concerns him that Ihsan found.

"later I'll talk to brother, I'll find out the real story. You calm down." Raina said while hugging Asma.

Ihsan did not lie about his affairs. The gift he prepared for Asthma was having a bit of trouble. His friend asked him to come over and discuss revising. Still in a chaotic mood, either to be happy, angry or to be sad.

Raina let Asthma sleep in the room to calm her heart and mind. Before long Raina came out of her room, Asma's phone vibrated signaling an incoming call. The phone kept vibrating on the table with the words "Safaraz". No calls were answered. Raina, who was still going down the stairs, received an incoming call from the kaka. His face was smiling happily, but the unpleasant news he had found.

"innalillahi..." He said while shedding tears.

Seriate....