The betrayal of my best friend
Kangen Mosque

In the afternoon I looked at the wall clock already showing at 4:50 .. Immediately I took a towel directly to the well to bathe and prepare"go to the mosque which is about a kilo from the house of ortu.Rutinitas that I always do when I return home always to the mosque to pray magrib and teach while waiting for the time of prayer isya' it's what I always yearn for other than ortu when I'm in town.the atmosphere is calm and full of people"the friendly one is very different from people"the ones I met in a busy city with their respective affairs"😁.Shower finished before going to the mosque I took time to chat with the chicken"maintenance of the mother 😁after they looked at me then left for the favorite mosque.Tak forgot the part of the mother and father.suddenly kiss the hands of the father's mother...towards the mosque walk for me is very pleasant.I took the time to pick up a sidekick whose house is in front of the house of Ortu as well as other close friends whose house is about 100m from my house...the three of us tuned the mosque while talking"krna long enough we did not meet each other and news.Sampai at the mosque we were headed.after washing your feet while taking water wudhu we sat while waiting for the adhan arrived.Dug...dug..dug..the sound of magrib bedug is sprinkled by a small child who is always very if beating the bedug.The melodious sound of muezzin echoing adzan magrib makes the beautiful creeps of the sound of the muezzin"I do not feel the word"I glide by itself😁...very impressed with the creation of Alloh..".ooh mas Thunder pounded pak samsul it mbak". said my friend yati who house in front of my house...yes Yati is indeed a year adrift with me therefore he called me as mbak."Guanteng loh say" said my friend, mbak Diah whose house is a bit far away earlier.mbak Diah my younger brother but is 2 years old from me...not that Diah g went up to class yes readers but I was the one who was too young when I entered school and because the intelligence was above average"joy only until graduation there was no obstacle.Mak my heart rate..in my heart more and more admiration after 2 hours of travel we traveled together.After the routine of teaching is finished I went to take ablution krna earlier I canceled 🤭in place of ablution named trenches 🤣jaman it blm there place ablution water out of the shower tap pumped water machine yes readers, the name is also a village left behind jdi do not expect there is a tool"modern there who have a television only 1 person se village 😢, do not expect any tool"modern there who have a new television,and not my orku."The voice I knew this old blm shocked me and almost fell into a ditch, with the handsome young man grabbing my body, and Alhamdulillah I finally did not enter the ditch...readers can imagine if my sample entered parit🙈"Sorry deck...sorry" said the handsome young man" did not mean to surprise adek" he said, "ooh no papa mas" answered me nervously. "assalamuaikum "he repeated his greeting earlier.." wa alaikum salaam mas" I replied msh with my nervous expression."Mau wudhu"tanyanya ,"iya mas"jwabku.."monggo first mas want to go to the store for a while buy dtergent for filial work tomorrow at the mosque"he said.I answered with a nod of the head just so nervous and so fascinated by the creation of God who just helped me and passed in front of me 😁."Masyaallooh "my word is in my heart."The more my heart falls on that handsome guy.