Ustadz Heart Conditioning
Epilogues

"We will never know with whom and in what way our soul mate was found.

But all the provisions that are definitely written in the mahfudz lauhul that is what happened"

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My name is Nadira Baity Jannah, commonly called Dira. I don't like it the most if people call me Baity somehow it doesn't feel cool. I'm 20 years old. I just graduated from State College with a very satisfactory GPA.

I was born to Father Samsul and Mother Romlah. My father works as a principal at Madrasah Aliyah and my mother is one of the teachers there.

I have an older brother named Abdullah Razak who is 23 years old. I used to call him Razak. Razak's brother works as a state servant or I call him Army sir but sometimes I like to tease him as Mr. Tara. Heheh.

Razak served in Aceh.

Well quite far from us who live in Riau.

I currently work at a Private Bank. I also have a lover named Galih, I used to call him Mas Galih.

He also works as a state servant.

Well, he was one of Razak's best friends.

We've been dating for three years. But during the courtship can count how many times we meet. Because Mas Galih is placed in Aceh the same as Kak Razak.

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Sunday mornings should be a relaxing day for Dira to enjoy a weekend of rest and watch her favorite drakor while eating her favorite poteto snack.

But today it's not. Earlier this morning Dad and Mom invited Dira to monitor Dad's palm oil plantation. He said today it's going to harvest.

This is where Dira is now. Under a palm tree that is ready for harvest. While surfing on his phone. Monitor all social media.

"Daddy is still a long time?"

Said Dira spoiled approaching Daddy who was busy with a book in his hand.

I don't know what I wrote Dira doesn't know and doesn't want to know. Because the beautiful girl was always spoiled by her parents including everything about homework always knew to be in order.

"Beauty soon, baby"

Reply Father glanced for a moment at Dira.

Tired of waiting for Dira also walked forward to the cottage located in the garden. Dira returned to play the phone to check messages from her lover and back to check her social media.

From behind came the sound of laughing children. Dira went to see the children.

And sure enough there Dira saw a pair of small children, it seemed like they were sisters from very similar faces.

They were running around holding bamboo which was used as a tool to play shootings using bullets from newspapers wet with water.

The two kids looked very happy. So that a smile came out of Dira's lips.

"I miss Razak's sister. I can't wait for next week because he said he's on leave and he's coming back"

Said Dira while staring at the two children who were still playing.

"Diraa, let's go home"

Call Mom to Dira.

"Come on, I'll have an afternoon too"

Dira then took the steps of Mother to the car where Dad was waiting in it.

In the middle of the journey, Dira's stomach has begun to protest asking to be filled.

"Well, Dira wants to eat meatballs Mas Bald. We stopped by first, huh Yaahh"

Say Dira with spoiled.

"Yes dear"

Answer me with a smile. Then drive the car to his favorite meatball place.

Such is Dira who is sometimes still very spoiled when with his Father and Mother.

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Morning was a busy day as usual Dad and Mom went to school and Dira went to the Bank where she worked.

After staring at his neat appearance in the reflection of the mirror Dira was down while carrying his briefcase.

At the dinner table, I saw Mom serving Dad by spooning fried rice onto the plate.

"Breakfast, baby"

Mom said with a smile towards Dira.

"Yes Ma'am"

Dira took a piece of bread and polished it with her favorite chocolate jam.

"Dira left first Mother, Father Assalamualaikum"

While kissing Mom and Dad's hands.

"Be careful on the road, son. Waalaikumsalam"

Answer Father.

Dira went straight to his red Jazz car parked in front of the house. The sound of music accompanied his journey while occasionally Dira hummed following the lyrics of the song.

In the middle of the road suddenly there was a black cat that passed in front of Dira's car so that Dira reflexively stepped on the brakes.

Ckkii...

Braakkk..

"Openghh"

Said Dira when a car from the back hit his car.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

Someone outside knocked on the car window. And Dira's reflexes went right out.

"Astagfirullahal enzyme"

Said the man who instantly retreated and lowered his gaze.

"Here sorry Mas, I was suddenly creeped out because there was a cat that suddenly passed"

Said Dira giving an explanation. However the man in front of him still lowered his gaze avoiding looking at Dira.

'Why is he not looking at me? Something is wrong with my make up. Ahh, I don't think so. My clothes are also neat. My knee-length blazer and skirt are not scuffed. Maybe it's sore neck kali'

"Owh is so Ma'am. But sorry the back of Mbak's car I accidentally hit"

Say that man politely.

Dira immediately checked the back of his car. It looks a bit of a sucker and the front of the man's car that hit him is also the same sucker even worse.

"Mass's car was also damaged. So how?

Said Dira looking at the man.

For a moment the man stared at the front of his car.

"Let me be responsible Ma'am because I hit Mbak's car from behind. What's your account number?"

"46289***really gapapa ne Masnya responsible when it is I who ngerem suddenly?"

Said Dira making sure to come back.

"Yes it's okay, Ma'am. God willing I am sincere. This is with Whose mother?"

"Nadira Baity Jannah"

For a moment the man typed something on his phone.

Ting.. Stand off...

The notification sound on Dira's phone. Dira immediately checked the contents.

"This is mostly like Mas. I sent the other half yes"

Said Dira who felt bad.

'My car is just a little sucker but the guy sent me 5jt' money'

"No need Ma'am. Let's just say it's my apology. Then excuse me. Again sorry yes. Assalamualaikum"

Said the man who was heading back to his car.

"Whose name is it? I haven't said thanks yet.. Ahh she's gone too"

Dira then went back to the bank where he worked.

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"Astagfirullahal azim I hope I'm not late"

Said the man after glancing at the clock on his wrist.

Because of his plan today the man will attend a lecture invitation at one of the mosques in Pekanbaru.

The man was Muhammad Siddiq.

a hafiz thirty juz graduated from S2 Cairo, he is only 27 years old but has received the title 'Ustad Muda' with a profession as a teacher in one of his family's Pesantren in Riau.