Sincerity Love Khadija
All coincidences.

"Filuha... I finally got to this big city, but I don't know where else to go after this?" Khadija monologues with typical Javanese accent when he just got off the Inter-Provincial Bus he was riding.

Khadija then raked in the leftover money from his pants pocket, intending to buy mineral water because his throat was already dry.

After buying the drink, Khadija went on an aimless journey. Khadija intends to find a cheap inn just to rest tonight. Then the next day he will continue to find work by capitalizing the High School Degree he brought. Whatever work is important is halal for Khadija.

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"Just Papa doesn't want to know, you have to accept this matchmaking. Don't want to, don't like it!" sarcasm of Hafiz's Father. Hafiz just sat there quietly, but he thought somewhere. According to him listening to the babble of the father, will only make the mood and his mind become chaotic.

"Have Pa?" tanya Hafiz moved from her seat. The Father was silent with his haughty face. Feeling no answer Hafiz walked past the father who was sitting in his study chair.

Hafiz immediately darted with a black sports car to the place where he would unwind for a moment.

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Khadija immediately ran when he saw someone who was stretching their hands on the edge of a large bridge.

"Waituuuuu, don't do that!" Khadija pulled the man's arm with a panicked face.

One turned to Khadija by frowning.

"Please get your hands off my arms!" jolt the guy was upset.

Khadija took his grip off the man's arm."But don't try to kill yourself again yo?"

"What do you think I'm crazy about!" ketus the man, then passed to his car which is still parked on the shoulder of the road.

The man then restarts his car through Khadija who is still standing in his place.

"Are the average rich really that way, yo? thank you for being so rich!" Khadija scratched her non-itchy head with her index finger, "Huh, you're sak karepe!" he continued stroking his chest to look at the way the car passed.

***

Braakk

"Aaaarrgghhh .. don't bite me!" khadija screamed curled up and shouted when someone tapped his shoulder.

Khadija ran down the ridge while being chased by an anj*ng. He hid when he saw a car parked on the side of the road when the door was slightly open.

Khadija did not know who the owner of the car was. Stupid fuck! her mind. The most important thing now is that he escaped from the pursuit of that damn Anj*ng.

"Sorry, why are you?" the baritone voice, instantly resuscitated Khadija. The woman also straightened her body to the man next to her.

"Huh ... " The two of them were both shocked when they faced each other.

"You again?" asked a man with a surprised expression.

"This is Mas who was about to kill himself, yo?"Khadija's index finger was facing the person in front of him.

"Just kid!" elak The man, "I am not going to kill myself, but I am calming down. Don't know if you've come to be a hero!" continue with annoyance.

"Sometimes it's weird, it's calming down in the mosque not on the bridge. If there's a demon through can drugs good bay situ Mas?!" chirps Khadija, "But this is Islam anyway?" ask after giving advice.

"Islam." replied the man briefly. Khadija manggut_manggut.

"Yes, it's gone!" drive the man to the woman sitting next to him.

Without answering Khadija immediately got out of the man's car. With the mind still confused where it will go next.

Khadija decided to take a break at the closed shop, because the day had begun to evening.

"Yo wes lah, while not sleeping here." muttered Khadija while putting the backpack that had been on his shoulder.

Slowly the man's car drove, but his eyes always turned towards the rearview mirror, noticing Khadija who began to lay her body in the store's headquarters with her backpack wrapped.

I never thought the car would back off,

Khadija woke up his body when someone called out to him. "I?" point Khadija in front of his own face.

He immediately stood up to the car again.

"What else is it? any of my stuff left behind?" khadija asked, slightly bowing his body looking at the open windshield.

"Let's go in!"

"Hah~.."

"Don't be a lot of dumbass, get in! or you'll be raped by thugs!"

Without thinking any longer, Khadija immediately took his bag back, then got into the car, after hearing the call from the man.

"Where are you going to take me!" the man asked in a flat tone, without looking at Khadija.

"I don't know where to go" replied Khadija lowered her head, "Lha wong I'm here with no purpose." he said honestly.

The man turned to Khadija with a confused look. "You know, this is a big city. And you don't know where you're going?" asked the man, starting to growl.

Khadija could only shake his head slowly.

"Then take me to the mosque alone, maybe there is safer for me." A place that crosses Khadija's brain.

The man's heart began to pity, seeing Khadija's tired face.

"Whose name are you?"

"Khadija, just call Dija"

"My name is Hafiz." The man stretched out his hand towards Khadija, and was greeted kindly by the woman.

Without much ado Hafiz returned to drive his car. While in the car they both just quietly dissolve in each other's minds.

Before long, Khadija leaned her head against the mirror of the car, she began to close her eyes. The woman felt tired after a long day of traveling and followed by several events that made her run out of energy.

"Hey, wake! "Hafiz patted Khadija on the shoulder.

Khadija blinked and straightened his head while rubbing his eyes that still felt sticky.

"Medika Nusantara Hospital" Khadija muttered in front of the building.

"Where are you going anyway? I'm not sick, am I?"

"Come on down!" hafiz's orders without answering Khadija's questions.

Khadija then went down, then followed Hafiz's long steps with a small run so as not to be left behind by the man who walked in front of him.

Chequek...

Hafiz opened a room measuring 3 x 4 square meters. Inside there is only a sponge mattress located on the floor and one small closet in the corner of the room.

"You can rest here for a while!" hafiz said, allowing Khadija to enter.

"Keep I have to pay the rent how much Mas? don't cost a yo?" haggard Khadija, "So I haven't worked'e Mas?" said Khadija plain kenthal with Javanese accent.

"Tomorrow let's talk about it, you better rest now" concluded Hafiz, then close the door of the room inhabited by Khadija.

Hafiz decided to return home, he was quite tired with some unexpected events.

In his room Khadija lay down for a moment his thin body on a mattress that only fits one person. But Khadija again woke up considering he had not fulfilled his obligations as a Muslim.

Immediately Khadija rushed to the bathroom in the room. There's only a sitting closet and a bucket and a dipper. Then Khadija cleaned himself after that taking ablution water as a legitimate condition he fulfilled his duty.

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