
Arriving home, Alex lay his body on a soft mattress, the shadow of the face was selaly surrounded himself, when he saw a long cloth, the face of the girl was exposed there.
"Only an Alex cloth!" reproving himself
Alex remembered the name of Muslim mother. Redis is called Red, the head of the prostitute girl guide Alex is often called Red.
"I have to call him."
Alex called Red.
"Hallo Sir! do you want hot and sweet today?"
"No, I don't want it yet, I just want to ask you something."
"All right sir! what's up?"
"What's your long name."
"For what sir!"
"There's no no way of knowing you, he said he knew Redis, he wanted to see you."
"Yes, Mr. My name is Redis, just often called Red, let it be Mister, maybe it was my ex-boyfriend who was looking for me, because I was successful, or who wanted to rent a hot ration from me!"
"Oh, I'm not worried anymore."
"Forget it, sir, that stupidest thing.Oh yeah! should sweet women be prepared again? even the deepest sitting is in his hands, he says he's willing to let all of yours in between the holes in his body, how are you?"
"It doesn't seem like I'm too busy and I have a lot of things to do!"
"Until the ship is delayed sir? do I have to send them to the office and serve the master at every table or bathroom?"
"Don't be afraid my office is disgusting because of the water."
"Why isn't Mister as usual?"
"I'm tired of that."
"Okay Sir!"
Alex began to be relieved to hear it, his anger did not hesitate to follow, revealed already behind this cruel game.
Alex is furious, but he won't tell the Muslimah.
Suddenly entered an unknown no in whatsshap alex.
"Who is this? it's not like I'm very privatizing it."
Relieved when the word "Muslimah" is written there.
"Muslims!"
"I'll save your no."
Alex was happy and happy to hear the thanks from the Muslimah, not to forget also reminded when he saw the Muslimah handphone, when the Muslimah boarded the public transport, he also saw the patch of his clothes in the back, the journey home was full of tears, according to Alex.
Many thought Alex was cruel because of his authority and the man's silence, but! they do not realize the broken heart is stored in his mind.
"Muslims!"
"I just wanted to ask!"
"Silahlan sir."
"Your contract is very small and a narrow alley! how are you comfortable?"
"Ohhhh because my Lord is always with me."
"Who is your God?"
"God."
"Who is he?"
"In my belief it is he who created us and created love as well."
"Can I take love from your Lord?"
"Why is that? what is your trust?"
"Eitherway! my parents never told me about it, he once said some of them believed in Islam."
"That's my religion?"
"Why didn't you teach me to be close to your Lord?"
"For what, sir? I'm afraid your parents hate me."
"Teach your religion Muslim!"
"Don't Master! just don't make a second problem."
"Tell me Muslim! it's not coercion, it's just that I'm calm looking at you and looking at the cloth that wrapped you."
"Are you sure this is your best course?"
"Very sure!"
"Think first."
"Because I love you!"
"I'm just an innocent girl and I'm short of things."
"Why can? where's your flaws? I've never seen him?"
"There's so much beauty out there!"
"But not many are as beautiful as you."
For a long time the Muslimah did not reply again, Alex was waiting for him, he was afraid the girl hated and doubted Alex, Alex's determination had reached the highest level.
He believes that the Muslim woman will change her life.