Me, Dusk, And Falsity
Chapter 22

Islamic Convoy

Ferries that seemed sensitive to Fisya immediately say goodbye to Fuad. And start running the motorcycle at a pretty fast speed.

Motorcycles easily overtake some of the cars and motorcycles in front of them.

It was dark and thank God they both arrived at Feri's house. Fisya continued his journey.

Initially Feri tries to offer to accompany Fisya home. But, with all his might Fisya refused on the grounds that he still dared to himself.

Though in fact Fisya did not want to be troublesome and Fisya did not want the secret he was driving uncovered hehehe…

“ Yaudah Fisya further yes bang, Assalamua’lakum ” Ucap Fisya.

“ Wa’alaikumussalam, be careful yes Sya thanks for the ” replied Feri and do not forget to thank you.

“ Both bang” Fisya also began to direct motorbikes to go to the streets.

It's open a public secret again if Fisya rides his own motorbike then he's like a man of loyalty.

And this is the secret that Fisya hides and arguably Fisya's bad habits when driving.

Yes when riding a motorcycle Fisya sekaan forget the soul of his woman. Everything disappears in the streets and the fast of motorcycles.

Even the gamis and khimar no longer care when crossing his face.

One by one the motorcycles in front of him he passed easily. Khimar long and robe shirt now no longer fisya ignore.

The most important thing now is that he gets home on time and doesn't cause any trouble.

A few minutes later Fisya arrived in front of his house along with the echoing chants of azan maghrib. Fisya went in and said his greetings.

And right as Fisya guessed his mother had looked at him with very sharp eyes. Fisya was ready to bear all the risks this time.

“ Where does the new clock come from to home? ” asked Ms. Fisya in a pretty serious tone

In contrast to his serious mother Fisya also tried to answer him calmly and peacefully. “ Last meeting finished the old mak so yes just arrived at this hour ” replied Fisya trying to clarify the situation.

And the next second Fisya managed to melt his mother's heart. And yes the heart of the mother who could see her new child until immediately angry. Surely all mothers will not bear with their children.

“ Yaudah there shower , continue ablution directly pray maghrib Sya ” said his mother while closing the door. Fisya also immediately did what his mother told him.

Alhamdulilah Fisya is very grateful for having a mother who understands his wishes.

God is very good with Fisya today and still gives a chance for him.

In the future he must maintain trust even better. If out of the house then Fisya should go home immediately and should not be in contact with a non-mahram anymore.

After dinner together is over. Fisya also tried to rest his body on the bed.

Hah it feels very relieved today Fisya got a lot of lessons on how to carry out the trust that has been given by his parents and how to appreciate the time better.

***

Just a matter of days we will all welcome the arrival of the month of blessing that is the month of Ramadan. And today Fisya and members of the organization “ A ” will hold an Islamic convoy while sharing the schedule of imsak and breaking the fast.

This time Fisya departed from home with Intan. If there are events on campus on holidays they both always come together.

The two have become increasingly familiar. They are both ready to go on the road to the designated gathering point, the campus yard.

In the Islamic convoy this time using a clean theme so Fisya and Intan wear a robe with floral ornaments with white khimar wrap.

The road this time was quite smooth without obstacles making it easier for the two of them to arrive safely.

And do not forget the loudspeakers are also in the hands of the corlap.

After the leaflets are distributed to each participant of the convoy they are ready to go by reading basmallah before.

The first point they went to was a street filled with street vendors. The reason is because in that place is filled with people such as traders, pedicab, and of course buyers.

They also began distributing leaflets to passing people. Intan had also stopped his motorcycle right in the lineak of the trackman who was running.

“ Assalamua’laikum Sir, This I want to keep the schedule imsak and iftar please accept yes Sir? ” said Fisya kindly while distributing the leaflet to all the pedicab makers in front of him.

“ Wa’alaikumussalam, thank you very much yes deck ” reply the pedicabaker and do not forget to say thank you.

They continued their journey back. This time they went to the hospital.

Some takbir sayings adorned the convoy they were doing. It is a pleasure to gather with those who are in the way of God.

The fluttering of the red and white flag of the organization also accompanied their spirit back then.

With sincerity they preach in a simple way that God willing ends the blessing of Aamiin.

Some residents looked enthusiastically at their entourage. Some were standing on the side of the road, and some were deliberately sitting in front of the house while looking at the rows of their motorcycles.

After several times around and into the small alleys finally leaflets were distributed. Only a few pieces left for the convoy participants.

Next they will head to the mosque to make something.

“ Potho yuk ” Intan said to other friends when he arrived at the Mosque.

“ Ayuk is rarely we potho right ” said one from the back.

It's fun with potho. Suddenly the chairman told all the members to make a row of two.

The chairman proposes to make a video of the fasting month welcome. Of course, the proposal was well received and approved by other members.

After several times trying the words that will be said, they finally all tried it in front of the camera.

The first time trying to fail miserably because there are still those who are not compact in mentioning these words.

As if they did not want to give up, they repeated it again. Finally when the third time repeating the words spoken the resulting sound is very good and the words are also compact they say.

Now they just wait for the video to be edited first, then later it will be able to be shared to social media respectively.

***

The day gets darker and darker with cloudy clouds dotting the sky. Intan also immediately speed up his motorcycle so as not to be exposed to rain.

While Fisya who is in the boncery can only set the game so as not to fly carried away by the wind.

A few minutes later they arrived at Intan's house. Fisya immediately say goodbye to Intan's parents to go straight home.

Just a few meters past the house Intan, rain fell and began to wet the entire body Fisya.

Without a second thought Fisya also stuck the gas no longer important hijab and the dress was soaked. Because the most important thing now is Fisya has to get home as soon as possible.

Seconds changed minutes and now Fisya had arrived in front of his house. Fisya immediately opened his shoes that were already full of puddles in it.

After that he pulled the towel that his mother had prepared at the door.

“ Yes Allah Shy wet all your clothes, quickly enter the bath later in the wind ” Ibu Fisya Seemed worried about the state of Fisya who was soaked

“ Iy yaaa..mak ” replied Fisya with a slight shiver.