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Chapters. 50. Preaching.

Seno is still watching and watching. He captured some pictures as report material later.

Kazenia follows the princess to embrace Zahra. Makes the girl clumsy when walking into the alley to her house. Zahra is a bit uncomfortable. Moreover, the clothes of these two women beside him were rather open. Because, Kazenia and Shireen were wearing sleeveless dresses.

Ghazali deliberately did not forbid. Let these two women realize themselves later.

"Assalamualaikum, Dad, Bun. There's a guest. Mother and sister of Bang Ghazali."

Umar and Maryam welcomed their guests with joy. Even though they were both shocked. It was unexpected that Ghazali understood religion, but his mother and sister were very ordinary. In fact, they are not polite clothes if they are worn when visiting.

Ghazali. He should have stressed it to his mother and sister. At least they're wearing cardigans.

Thus, Umar the father of Zahra did not need to bow his face in such a way. Umar looked at Ghazali and Zahra as he spoke. Kazenia and Shireen are just a glimpse. Shortly, he resigned. Go to musholla.

"Yok, Bang Al. We men should go to the mosque," Umar invited who was neat with cocoa and scabbard. Same with Adam. Zahra's only sister.

"Don't tell me you want to shower first just pray?" satirical Adam. He also got a small story from Ghazali.

"No! Pinjem glove!"

They also walked to Musholla. Zahra smiled, seeing the closeness between the sister and the man who I don't know, if he really is her match. Zahra is still unsure. Especially after meeting Kazenia and Shireen. Zahra was convinced that Ghazali was not from a common family.

Zahra. "Mama and Ilen if you want to pray. In Zahra's room."

His offer was only taken in with a timid smile by Kazenia and Shireen as well.

"Not going first. Ilen's stomach is still big," said this teenage girl.

"Yes, Zahra will return." Zahra passed by after closing the front door.

"Len, how is this? Mama has not prayed for a long time" Kazenia whispered.

"Ih, Mama is so bad. Still mending Ilen dong," said his daughter while whispering as well.

"So, have you ever prayed?"

"Pernah, pas eid al-Fitr and eid al-Adha," he replied innocently.

"But that's Mama too. That means five days a day. Not once a year, "anxious Kazenia.

"Yes, Kuta said it's menstruation. Done right," chirped Shireen again.

"Lied, dong. Sin tau," said Kazenia again slowly.

The busyness of the two who were whispering did not escape the attention of Maryam. He approached the two with a sweet smile.

"There's no time too late to start a good. Come on, you can pray in my room. Later, Shireen's in Zahra's room." Heard the invitation from Maryam. Neither Shireen nor Kazenia could resist anymore.

Even in the bathroom. Both mother and child had argued about how good and correct manner of ablution. As a result, Shireen opened a red app on her phone.

"Well, Ma! Ilen's cell phone splashed into the pool!" peekkik Shireen as soon as smother his mouth.

"Yes, take a sneak!"

"Mama's clothes are also wet because of you!"

Soon both of them came out. Zahra was worried.

Maryam smiled at her wet clothes.

"Let's go to the room. Mumpung a man has not returned from musholla," Maryam took Kazenia into her room.

"Shirt, Mommy needs to be replaced. But I only have this." Maryam also handed over a piece of clothing that made Kazenia swallow her saliva.

And so did Shireen. He had to wear a change of clothes offered by Zahra. Rather than wearing wet clothes. He might catch a cold later.

"It turns out, it fits in your body. If you like to take it for you. If not, then return it again," said Zahra before he finally left the room. Head to the kitchen to wash the dirty old furniture just now.

In a different room. Kazenia and Shireen were stuck on the prayer mat. They stood facing the Qibla with both dewy eyes.. I don't know what the two are feeling right now. One thing is certain, the heart seems to get a warm flow. As if someone had told them. You're finally back with me.

Until Kazenia made a movement and recitation prayers according to his memory only. Even so he felt a great sense of guilt in his heart. He felt like he was a human being who wasted time. Where have you been all this time?

Aren't you ashamed when you get back. Who are you going to be your god? Confess what religion will be? Then who's your nab?

Until Kazenia touched the end of the prayer mat with her forehead. And he was long while prostrating. His shoulders were shaking violently. First time praying, but not at home. Not in his room. But in a simple house inhabited by people with warm and friendly personalities. How a Kazenia doesn't cry.

Shireen. For a few minutes he was just glued to the top of the prayer mat not knowing what to do. Until he remembered the last time he did this service. Of course a long time has passed. In the end, Shireen followed the guide through her mobile phone.

Finish greeting. The girl was crying so much. Zahra who peeked wiped her tears. He let it go, until Shireen was satisfied to speak to the khalik.

Ghazali in front is seen bathing in sweat. It turned out that Umar's father had just confirmed something to him.

"True to say, Dad. Hasten immediately. Because it's not good if you two walk often. Although, his intention was just to go home and go to work. We cannot predict whether our faith will be at a safe point forever." This time, Maryam confirmed. Moreover, they had known each other's families.

"But there is one more thing that Ghazali wants to say. That papa-"

Ghazali also explained. He occasionally turned to Zahra to see the look of the girl. However, Zahra just lowered her head. Without his knowledge. Zahra had dropped the clear crystal on her lap.

Why is she crying? Will Zahra refuse after knowing my true story? Ah, how is this God. Give me a good decision.

Ghazali opened both palms above his knees. He closed his eyes to say Aamiin.

"All Father leave it to Zahra. Because your process is like ta'aruf. Although it is not official to use that rule. Because, you've met and known before."

"How, Brother. While there is a family from Bang Al. Tell me what is in your heart. Be firm on whatever your decision is." This time it was Maryam who encouraged the honesty of her daughter. Nor did he mean to, hang the fate of Ghazali.

Zahra shrunk her tears, quickly. He looked up when he saw Shireen and Kazenia in front of him.

"Son Zahra. Mama please. Don't reject Ghazali because of Mama or her past. Just look at his figure. The real Ghazali. Mama promised, will try to persuade the husband. Or, enough with the blessing of Mama." Kazenia was seen pleading with her two teary eyes.

"Goddessa. Zahra will continue to have a relationship. If you want to worship Zahra now. Surely it's the right time." Zahra looked at Ghazali with confidence. Making Ghazali say loud and sure.

Dad, I want to preach Zahra to make her my wife." Ghazali said confidently, although his gaze on Umar was very tense.

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