Haziya is getting ready to go to tutoring house, she will start teaching again today. Miska contacted him when he was about to go to Sigli.
"Assalamualaikum, you're all right, right?" Miska sounded worried on the other side. "Why is the number only active?"
"Waalaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah, I'm fine, Miska. Sorry, I forgot to turn on my cellphone last night," answered Haziya honestly.
"What's wrong? He tried to contact you again so you have to turn off your cellphone?"
Miska's guess was right on target, Haziya confirmed because she wouldn't be able to lie to her best friend who was too good at reading her.
"A loser man. He must be trying to trick you again, pretending to be sorry and asking for it back even though he already has a new wife. Tsk tsk!" Miska grumbled annoyed at Shabir's disinterested attitude.
"There are still many other men, don't let you fall i
Miska will stay at Haziya's house tonight, because she wants to accompany her best friend, and will go to court tomorrow. Meanwhile, Zaweel had said goodbye since entering Asr time, he prayed in congregation at the nearest mosque with Haziya's father."Thank you son, you want to help my daughter.""You're welcome, sir. God willing, tomorrow we will be able to end all these things.""Amen.""Are you going back to Jakarta again after this?" asked Haziya's father as they headed towards the mosque parking lot."Yes, sir, there is still work to do in Jakarta," replied Zaweel, he was also reluctant to go back to the city because he felt comfortable here. However, his status is still as a lawyer, he must be professional and resume his profession. Plus his father's company also needs him. Even though he no longer works in the field of client defense, Monika will not let him stay in Aceh.
Miska prepares all the necessities for the thanksgiving event tonight at her house. As a best friend, he was happy that Haziya had finally officially parted with Shabir. He even plans to introduce Haziya to her friend who is still single, later when Haziya looks better and starts to open her heart again.However, he actually would have preferred Zaweel to be a great man for Haziya. Even though Zaweel's attitude seems humorous, he believes that Zaweel can protect his best friend from being disturbed by Haziya's ex-husband, especially from the pressure of Mrs. Karni, and others.Miska knows a little about Zaweel's match with Safia, although no further decisions have been made. Monika will definitely plan the matchmaking according to their expectations. Sekar and Monika are friends and know each other, and their families are also doing business. Of course, the union of Zaweel and Safia will further enhance their friendship.
"I thought you would be a priest forever for me, it turns out you have a makmum besides me."January 2019"Sister, try to call Shabir, why is it that eight o'clock hasn't arrived yet. The head of the KUA has asked him, he said if it's still far away, he wants to go to Bale first because you have to have your friend's contract."Haziya nodded as she took out her cell phone from the small bag that was placed on the table. Her face has been made up since she finished the morning prayer. Shabir's delay in going to KUA worried him, although he tried to be calm, his mind was already far away. Remembering last night they had a short fight. In his heart he kept on praying for ease.Could Shabir cancel that holy intention? He had tried to call twice, only the operator's voice could be heard."How are you, Dick?" Shukri asked again. Haziya's shake of the head was enough to tell her without having to answer."Well, we'll just have to wait," said Shukri
"I wait for you in a roar, like waves hugging a rock, patient with dew to warm the morning and faithful to dusk in orange."Haziya was full of emotion holding the tespack, her eyes turned to the ocean, tears rolled down her cheeks and the veil she was wearing. He was so impatient after coming home from the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test, he went straight to the bathroom after placing the bag carelessly on the bed."Alhamdulillah, O Allah, I have waited this long." His knees were weak, his body was shaking from the joy of getting answers to his prayers for almost a year. Allah has granted the groaning in the third of the night.Haziya couldn't stop smiling looking at the two red lines. Her husband must also be very happy to hear this happy news.Crack!The door was pushed from outside. Haziya flinched from her seat, then stood up when the figure of her husband appeared."Bro, I....""Why haven't you cooked yet? Th
"The rain that once visited is starting to subside. The flowers of love that you spring, are starting to bloom. I hope your love never fades."Haziya could no longer hold the waves in her chest, since the roar had been pounding. Her lower abdomen was smeared with gel by the nurse, followed by the doctor attaching the ultrasound transducer until her eyes were wet when she saw the screen in the upper corner of the wall. Although it's still not clear, even there is only a small circle, he himself doesn't know what it is if the doctor doesn't explain immediately."This small circle like a bean is called an embryo, Mom. It's still very small because you're only four weeks pregnant. Before that, congratulations, you're pregnant." Haziya replied to the doctor's words with a smile, she was still so touched by the sight in front of her, Shabir replaced it with words."Thank you, sir. This is our first child after waiting. Alhamdulillah."Haziya sobbed silently, ho
"From him I learned to love in tears, slowly letting go even though I don't know how to be patient when the sky falls again destroying hope and intention."Dersik caressed Haziya's face, when his foot stepped on the first floor of the granite mosque after climbing the stairs, he immediately felt cool and calm. The wind rustled from the gap in the glass window, getting into the mosque which has two floors, the calming air was felt.The blue-domed mosque called Masjid At Taqarrub is never quiet, it is located in a busy shopping area visited by worshipers who want to pray and the children appear to be on the right side of the mosque. They are studying regularly every afternoon. In addition to providing Early Childhood Education, the mosque which was formerly known as the Phep Mosque also has library facilities, the Bilal room, the Imam's room and meeting rooms, as well as the secretariat office. The wuzu places for women and men are also separated.Haziya imm
"A woman can be strong while smiling even though her heart is shaking with hidden bitter sobs. The shoulder support makes her strong, listen to her complaints and provide comfort so that her grief does not widen.""Bro, I'm scared!" whispered Haziya as she was about to be taken to the operating room for curettage. Although the doctor who treated her has explained repeatedly, the curettage process will only take a few minutes and Haziya will be given an IV so that she will not feel any pain. However, he was still shrouded in fear. Plus the emotional grief of accepting the fact that he had to lose the baby he was waiting for to be born into the world in the next few months. Before they even know the sex of the fetus."Read the prayer, dear. Brother, Mak and father outside will continue to pray for you too. Don't worry, God willing, everything will be smooth and easy."Shabir grabbed Haziya's hand, gently stroked her shoulder and kissed her head before pushin
"Don't expect more from humans. Hug your wounds with prayer. Cleanse your soul from grudges. Let go of all circumstances and leave everything to the Owner of All Nature."Bang, Brother where are you going? This dish is ready, Brother, just eat first," Haziya interrupted when she saw Shabir about to hold the doorknob."Brother to mom's house, Brother Lathif said to cook pliek sauce. Brother eat there. Don't forget to lock the door," said Shabir, then pulled the algae and went out to the front yard. He immediately rode the motorbike, leaving a roar that was getting further away and left Haziya standing cold on the terrace watching her husband leave for the umpteenth time.Haziya may not be good at cooking, but she continues to learn how to cook properly. Record recipes from mom, also watch cooking tutorials from YouTube so Shabir can eat healthy food at home. However, her struggles are always to prepare dishes, not to mention getting praise from Shabir, even her h