The life of Zahra
Time Mustajab do'a

After almost a month of no rain, finally today it rains wet the soil of Bandung, living plants that live on the face of the earth that had withered, finally, not only plants that are immediately fresh get a splash of rain water, but humans and animals as well.

Some people seem to stop their activities.

It has been almost an hour of rain soaking the earth, seen people shading, in a place where the roadside, just like Zidan.

After returning from the hospital Zidan intended to go home soon, but in the midst of the rain flushed him, Zidan set aside his motorbike to a place close to him to take shelter.

"Thank God it rains, Allohumma soyyiban naafia'n"

Zidan said as he stood in the shade of a shop.

Zidan watched the streets around, not far from him many bikers also shaded. And as he glanced at the shop where he was sheltering, he noticed the name of the shop.

"Zahrana cake and cookies"

For a moment he recalled seeing the writing when on the show Ummi Aisyah.

"It is not today Friday, Rabbana Hablana Min Azwajina Wa dzurriyatina qurrota A' yuni Waja'lnna lil muttaqiina imaama, make it easy for the affairs of the servants of Allah including what is the stub (hospital), Aamiin"

"On Friday there are twelve hours (during noon), between those times there is a time when no Muslim servant asks Allah for anything but He will grant his request, therefore look for it at the end time after asar. (H. R Abu dawud).

In addition to the end of the ashar on Friday, there is a hadith that explains between the time of mustajab do'a that is when it rains.

Zidan used this opportunity to pray to God.

After the rain began to subside, Zidan rushed to leave his shelter.

The hour hand shows at 06:30, Zahra is cleaning her desk, and preparing to go home, as well as her two employees, are starting to clean up the store, because soon the store will close.

It did not feel almost 6 months Zahra opened this Shop, and tomorrow he will meet the owner of the place to extend the lease, Zahra hopes in the future he can have his own place, and tomorrow he will meet the owner of the place to extend the lease, Zahra hopes in the future he can have his own place, but he realized that he had just started a business, so he had to be patient. Zahra will try to collect it from the sale, and from the results of writing, to write a novel it feels now Zahra so preoccupied with writing, in a month alone Zahra can write 3 novels and more and more followers.

After 30 minutes driving the car, Zahra finally arrived home, actually the distance of the house and the store is not too far away, but considering the road is quite jammed makes Zahra arrive home more late than usual.

"Assalamualaikum bun, sir"

ask mother

"Yes bun, the road was jammed, I went to the room first yes bun, all of you want to be clean, not feeling sticky"

Say Zahra while smelling her own body scent.

"Yes, later immediately eat yes, mother cook soto your favorite chicken mumpung still warm"

"Yes bun"

Elsewhere, Zidan returned to Ummi Aisyah after delivering food from her mother.

His mother Zidan is the only sister of Ummi Aisyah, they are only two brothers.

Zidan had considered Ummi Aisyah like his own mother, that is why he called her Ummi like his son Ummi Aisyah. Same with Umm Aisyah. The distance of their house is not too far only takes 10 minutes by motorbike or car.

"So how? well, have you thought well?"

Ask Ummi Aisyah for a moment when Zidan wants to go home

"Bismillah yes mi, I will send the file to Ummi"

"Okay, Ummi wait for ya"

Ummi smiled with relief at Zidan's reply.

"Okay Ummi, I'm going home with Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

Ummi who saw Zidan go, just smile, there is hope in his heart that Zidan business launched, Ummi loved Zidan like his own son, like his own son, he became reminded of his son who had died when he was a toddler, by seeing Zidan his longing was slightly treated.