WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 55 - Release & Receive

Asma visits Salwa after Farhan drives her and contacts Nadia to meet in the secretariat room. Asthma waits for Salwa while playing her phone in the front seat.

Didn't want anything about Xena messing with his mind. Astma tried to shift to focus on discussing the changes in her study park. One day before arriving to be discussed thoroughly together with Ihsan and the other friends.

Xena is the umpteenth thing that is on his busy list, maybe even not getting into the things he should think about. As long as he doesn't act, Astma won't care.

"sorry, long time. You're the impromptu." Said Salwa who came out while tidying up her sling bag.

"nga anything. Sorry to bother you." Say Asma while rising up to match Salwa.

"yuk." Salwa said excitedly with her smile.

When arriving at the mosque, Asma found Nadia who was waiting for the entrance while playing her phone. Nadia immediately prepared when she found Asthma approaching. They used the hall to avoid the teachers who if suddenly entered the secretarial room.

Asma explained in more detail and discussed with Salwa and Nadia. Nadia also gave her questions and opinions, as well as Salwa. The situation intensified and found a bright spot.

Asma talks with Nadia while Salwa is in the toilet.

"how is your relationship with bang ihsan ?" Nadia asked while looking at Asthma.

"to be honest I was a little scared when I knew how much Ihsan was back. Turns out my guess was right, she still holds hope for you." Nadia.

"all just takes time. Just like when I was, it took me a while to accept it and forget about it. And it also takes time to accept the sudden presence of farhan's doctor." Asthma was calm with her smile.

"asthma, asthma.. What is your heart actually made of ? what special thing does God love for you ?" Canda Nadia's.

"just like everyone else." The answer.

Asthma sees Asham coming with Liya. But before long his steps stopped looking in a direction that was further from the point of Asthma and Nadia. Liya who followed behind him also stopped, observing him. Asma was trying to realize Asham's gaze was like finding something behind him. It turned out that Salwa who was also walking wanted to come to a standstill.

"Nad, you accompany the fun bang and liya if there is anything to talk about. I have a need with salwa." Asthma Whispers.

"OK." Answer's short.

After seeing Asma take Salwa away. Asyam regained consciousness and approached Nadia.

"Come early, nad ?" Ask Asyam.

"Yes, bang. Got a call from his ummi kids. Hehe.." Canda Nadia's.

"Is there something urgent ?" Ask Asyam.

"Neither, bang. Let's just leave the secret room." Take Nadia.

Asma took Salwa to the backyard of the mosque. There is a stretch of grass and also some long benches to sit enjoying the twilight with coolness.

"You sure you still can't manage how you feel when you meet him ?" Asma asked while holding Salwa's hand.

"I'm trying. But every time I see it hurts, even feels sad, why can't I have him ? Why can't he just accept me ?" Obviously while changing his seat to face Asthma.

"What you do best is not necessarily good according to God, and what you do not want is not necessarily bad according to God. God is the best giver, He knows best for us, Salwa." Asthma Vocabulary.

"Learning to surrender and surrender to the provisions of God. Accepting with grace, sincere in all His destiny. Not all your grief and pain is a bad thing, if you can see the other side." Further.

"If I could be like you. I'm happy you're back asthma, I'm happy you're among us again. I was so scared of losing you back then. We all need friends like you." Salwa said while hugging Asma.

"Don't waste your time on anything that hurts you, yeah. Open a new sheet to paint your smile again, wherever." Smell, smile while looking at him.

"Aspirit.." Shouted the woman who called him.

"From bang ihsan in the room." Nadia.

Asma stepped together towards the secretariat room and found that several teachers had been in the room. The atmosphere looks tense but painted happiness. Asthma was confused by all who were staring at her.

"What's up Ihsan ?" Asma asked who was still standing straight from Ihsan's desk.

"Looks like we don't have a meeting tonight." Answer Ihsan.

"Why ? What's up ? What is the reason ?" Asma began to get confused.

"All agreed to the plans of ustadz Hasan and father Hanif."

"Allahu akbar." Asthma whispered while covering half her face with both hands.

"Let me know when Mr. Hanif will invite us to see the location. Some teachers will see it too." Ihsan.

"Alhamdulillah." Asthma Vocabulary.

"Thank you, guys." Asma said while hugging Salwa and Nadia who were still by her side.

Later that night, Asma sat in a bed waiting for Farhan to read a book. Quiet free time, in a comfortable room in solitude. Books are his best friend from a long time ago, from whom he knows a lot and teaches him a lot.

Until suddenly he was sleepy, dropping his book on the mattress. The head that was also suddenly kept shifting to the right side. Asthma failed to strengthen her eyes to wait for her husband to come.

Until the morning at 3 am, Astma woke up and found her body sleeping in a neat state. There was a warmth in his hand. The grip of the husband who was asleep.

Asthma takes it off slowly to perform evening prayers. She couldn't bear to wake her husband who might just take a short break. Let it be until later approaching dawn will only wake him up.

In his prostration Asma asked for the salvation of his life, asking for his faith until the end of his life. In the quiet of night Asma arranges the word, sending a letter to the Creator in order to strengthen his household.

After the evening prayer, Asma prepared milk and bread in the kitchen for her beloved husband.

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