GUS IS MY HUSBAND
Hijrah 2

Hurry up I wipe away the tears that flow, excuse me not to be seen by others. It's not shame to be asked "why crying?" not for that reason, but what answer I will say later.

I set my foot back into the room, locking myself behind the grief that was greeting. I got a flat object called a cell phone to reopen the lecture from the ustadzah Halimah Alaydrus. An ustadzah who has no photos at all diacun his social media, but his name is famous imprisoned the world. "Can I be like that?" answer's No. Because I'm not a special woman like her.

It doesn't feel like an hour I've watched a video lecture about end-time women. This heart is calm again and more determined to wear the hijab.

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The days passed, each day hearing the same question "Whether to wear hijab?, why to wear hijab?" only I respond with a sweet smile without having to answer it, but they also know that hijab is obligatory for a believer, not for saints only right?.

Maybe two, three or even a month ahead they will ask, but will they ask forever?, obviously not. So why tired of serving such quality questions consider the wind.

"Hay Divvv" cried Sisil at the door. Yes the day Sisil wanted to take me out, he said bored inside the house. Basic children today no one feels at home for long in the house.

"MasyaAllah" shook his head looking at his behavior "not greeting when visiting, instead shouting. Hey, this is a house not a forest, Sil" my ledek

He just poked his lips just like a duck.

"Jelek tauk your lips like that, like duck wek wek" exclaimed when mocked my best friend this one

"Know ahh, yuk out"

"Yes for a minute, saying goodbye to mom"

After saying goodbye we both went out around the city with a piggy bank using Sisil motorbike. Inhaling the cool air in the afternoon, seeing the traffic of motorized vehicles, enjoying the noise created from motorized vehicles is very cool.

Sisil put the motor after arriving at the cafe kenikian his favorite. Just this first I entered the cafe, never before. Because I think sitting in a quiet place and away from many people is the most comfortable place for introverts like me.

"Yok in" he asked as he pulled my hand

For some reason, the first time I stepped into the cafe, my chest was beating twice as fast as usual.

"Why is this God?" ask me in my heart while rubbing my chest to be more calm "Astaghfirullah, protect your servant O Allah"

So shocked of himself when he entered the cafe. So many sexy women cover almost half of their body.

"Gapain went home Div, did we just arrive?. Yuk ahh sat there" he replied as he showed one of the chairs surrounded by many men

"Gue ngak want Sil, we go home only yuk" I asked to weld

"Take it easy Div, they're my friends. Believe me they will not do anything lo" he said

"Sil, I don't want to" I snapped to Sisil

Sisil was surprised by my clasping.

"Sorry Sil, I didn't mean to yell at you earlier"

"Is okay no problem, but now we're in" he asked just me to step on with the sleigh

"Gue don't want Sil, if you want to go there don't papa I go home alone"

"It can't be dong, you'll come here just like I'm going home with me"

"Gue wants to go home just like you are now"

"No exclamation lo Div"

"Whatever, it's important we go home now"

"Yes already that, you don't want me to invite in because of the load of the same lo clothes that the village" he said while pointing "Different with us, different from us, look at our different clothes that are outdated"

O Allah is this the true nature of the servant's friend?. Even though we were friends we didn't know each other's daily lives.

"Makanya so that person is not a village, a holy pretender"

Deghh