WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 42 - There is no heart for you to dock

The girl stepped in to open the door, welcoming her arrival as a teacher for her. With a pasmina hijab and a blue-colored robe that adds to its beauty, bright and graceful. That was what Asham felt when he saw her emerge from behind the door.

"god..."

"weird bang ?" Ask.

"beautiful." The answer.

Which made Ainun smile in embarrassment.

"please get in the fun bang." Her speech.

"i'll just take the Qur'an and the book for a while." Her speech.

Ainun left Asham to take his needs. Soon Ainun returned with a bag of water and a tray of two cups of drink.

"wear the bother."

"no ko, bang fun." Ainun.

Teaching activities have been underway. Asma, Shahrul, Zidan, Salwa, Nadia and Liya walked out of the hall.

"Nadia later please arrange a meeting for the distribution of rapots and santri streets yes. We form a committee in a meeting. If you can on a teaching holiday, we meet from morning or afternoon, until it's over." Clear Asthma.

"okay." Nadia Sahut.

"others, will be prepared only input or proposal to be submitted." Continue Asthma.

"i'm saying yes, sorry I can't wait long." Say asthma with a smile.

"you know who is waiting for you." Salwa Ledek.

Farhan stood by the side of the door to open the door for Asthma.

Asthma days go by with new things. Seeing someone sleeping next to her when she opened her eyes, preparing breakfast for her husband and her two in-laws, trained her heart to accept Farhan as a husband to love as he should.

Teaching and learning activities take place as usual every afternoon, the teachers, active as well as preparing for the event that will be held in the near future. The holiday of Santri has been established, a long meeting on that day has been held, various proposals have been decided, dates of activities have been set. All are busy preparing, not least Asthma who is also dissolved in his duties and responsibilities replacing Ihsan as the leader of the Qur'an Study Park.

On the sidelines of working on the report at his desk, Asma again remembered his work with Ihsan in this room, as well as with other friends. Memories that twist the good times when Ihsan and Asma are still friends as usual from childhood. Why that day should happen, when the proposal was given to him. Why should he accept the proposal to change everything. The good change he wanted was falling apart. Not only the rift of his friendship with Ihsan, but also to crack his fragile heart that he had long guarded.

Somehow the first meeting after a long break up, with a sad and painful breakup.

A month passed, Asyam enjoyed her new profession as a private tutor of a girl. The son of the boss at work. Introduce Islam more deeply and teach how noble she is as a woman. Slowly Ainun began to understand, much progress he made during his studies with Asham. His friendship is getting closer, getting tighter. The way of self-introduction they live is indeed without coercion. Both Ainun's parents, who had forced him to know Asham, now gave up entirely to the two men who would be involved. About the heart that is enveloped in love is not an easy matter even though in a forced way. The day that will be passed as a couple is not just a matter of fingers. Accepting each other by heart is the best way to start a relationship. Let fate work for both.

Asyam prepared himself to go to work, just where Salwa was about to deliver provisions for his royal man. At the door, they meet. His two eyes clashed together, staring at each other.

"bang assyam." Salwa said happily.

Asyam ignored him and continued his steps.

"bangs..."

Asham stopped and looked at him.

"mmh. I. make breakfast... for a fun bang." Said Salwa while extending her hand that grasped the box of supplies.

"i'm sorry if my words hurt you. But I never asked you to make breakfast." Rigorously.

"i hope this is clear enough for you to understand, salwa." Asyam immediately left.

Liya and Bu Nurlela who accidentally noticed from within, walked out toward Salwa.

"gba..."

Salwa just glanced and immediately left.

Asma and Farhan arrive at the campus where Farhan used to study. Farhan who not only works as a doctor, also became an assistant lecturer on campus if needed. Like Farhan who had accompanied Asma several times teaching, Asma also saw the activities carried out by her husband.

Rumors spread, that Farhan admired many students turned out to be true. Many eyes were looking towards him and giving a loving look and wanting to have, although Farhan had clearly grasped Astma's hand every step of the way.

Farhan was stopped by one of the long-haired female students, who was beautiful and graceful using a dress. His hands clasped a square box decorated with red ribbons. With a sweet smile, he greeted Farhan.

"please be accepted, ka." Say it while giving a box of gifts.

Farhan looked at Asma. Asthma just returned with a smile.

"let me bring you the gift for the farhan mas." Asthma said, taking and making that sigadic smile disappear.

"i'm first, excuse me." Said Farhan who stepped back with Asma.

Arriving in the lecturers room. Farhan received a warm reception. On the day of his arrival after changing his status, Farhan introduces Asma as his wife. The lecturers welcomed happily, with the exception of some female staff who were eyeing to have Farhan.

Farhan began to enter the classroom, after delivering Asma to the library. Not infrequently Asma heard the whispers of the students who talked about him and also Farhan. Asma just smiled to find her husband who so much admired by many women in her campus.

"it's like having an artist's husband." His whisper in his heart.

"i thought Farhan would be the same xena. Very careful not really, xena really trying so that can dapetin farhan. Don't expect it to be with anyone else."

"don't know how bad xena feels. They're really pretty shit."

The joy on Astma's face disappeared turning into gloom. Asthma closes her recently opened book.

"i guess the library's the quietest place."

Asthma returns the book and exits the library in search of the musholah. I never thought I'd meet him here without Farhan. They both stopped and looked at each other, until they finally decided to continue their steps.

"so strong is your heart dare to set foot here." Ledek.

Asma just glanced at him not returning his words.

"when people say it's dreadin, don't run away." His words pulled Asthma's arm.

Some students began to notice.

"remove." Smoke with a soft voice.

"who do you think ? do you feel like a Farhan lady ?" He said with a cynical smile.

"asal lo know, in their view you are nothing more than a destroyer of people's relationships. Know lo ? don't play so graceful." Rigorously.

"xena..." Shouted the man who ran over to Asthma and threw away the flowers and chocolates the student gave in the class.

"why are you tugging on an asthma arm ?" Farhan asked with his angry face.

"oh. mhh. I. just. hold the asthma just want ration." The answer.

"are you nothing ?" Farhan asked who only got a nod of his head from Asthma.

"are you done with it ?" Ask Asma.

"it."

"i'm going home, I'm not comfortable here." Clear Asthma.

"have we come home, I say yes to the lecturer." Said Farhan who directly brought Asthma with him.

"ka, sorry chocolate is just like flowers." Said the student with chocolates and flowers along with her theme.

"you love him. He used to take chocolate from you." Farhan Resolute.

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