
"Assalamu'alaikum, Tiara don't forget Maghrib prayers!" fill in the message Gala Abiseka.
Tiara, who was waiting for me to see the Maghrib Adhan, immediately opened her cellphone which she thought was a message from her future husband Brama Adyaksa Kyswara who often gave special attention to her.
"He again, that sucks! I thought Mas Bram. Tumben Mas Bram didn't tell you? even that heartless man called me." Tiara also ignored the contents of Gala Abiseka's message, preferring to focus on waiting for the Maghrib prayer while repeating the recitation of the Qur'an so as not to disappear just like that, covered by the mistakes and sins he had done.
"For the presence of the man my life became complicated like this. Really, I am so ashamed of myself, of my creator. I am ashamed of my family, of all my friends and of the whole world if they find out how despicable I am. I was ashamed of the hijab I was wearing, it felt so dirty. I hate you so much Gala Abiseka." Tiara again broke her tears. He does not concentrate on repeating his rote.
Until the adzan reverberated and performed his prayer even Tiara still continued to cry. He could not endure all his suffering. Tiara wept in the expanse of her scripture, she kept begging for forgiveness for all her sins.
"O Allah, is there still a chance for this servant to improve? the servant is dirty. The servant has committed an act of adultery unintentionally. If Siti Maryam conceives and gives birth to a holy offspring like the prophet Isa ibn Maryam without a husband, it is all by Your will, Lord. He is holy without blemish, without blemish, no man touches her, not even by her obedience, You give food and fruit from heaven to her in prayer for her, because of her sincerity, and I am only the weak servant of the woman who hina who was touched and stained by men who were completely foreign to me. I'm just a despicable relationship, one that's dirty and means nothing."
Tiara shed her tears of sorrow. He really cannot accept insults and insults from people if later everyone knows that he is dirty and stained.
Tiara continued to float over the expanse of her alphabet. He told all his heart to the owner of life. For it is only by leaning back and remembering God that his heart is at ease.
While on the other hand, it appears Gala Abiseka continues to look at herself in front of her cellphone. He was waiting for a reply from Tiara.
"OMG, from thirty minutes ago there was not the slightest reply to the contents of the message. I wish he had a little sympathy for me. People are so handsome!" muttered Gala Abiseka while looking at herself in front of the mirror.
"When I wear cocoa and sarongs like this I feel like a famous ustadz. OMG, my face looks a lot like that of Dr. Brama. The difference is, I do not have fine feathers adorning the face seems to be able to later say twin. Twins but different, hemm .. His name is also cousin there must be similar." Abiseka continued to speak for herself in front of the mirror.
This was the first time Gala Abiseka performed the prayer service, after a long time she left because she continued to be immersed in her musical activities. There was no more time for him to enjoy the sweetness of worshiping his Lord. But Tiara's presence and her one-night stand with the woman completely changed her life.
"Tiara, your presence completely diverts my world. I think you are destined for me. Accompanying my days that have been filled with the waves of sin and disobedience. Your presence really colored my life. You are really like a rainbow that fell after a rainstorm, like me who was once fragile now return the spirit of living my life even though you have not accepted me to be a meaningful figure in your life. I'll make sure someday you'll love me too Tiara Chandani Putri!" gala Abiseka muttered continuously overshadowing Tiara's face. The figure of the woman who has now made him crazy.
Gala's cell phone ringing rang, thus eliminating all her daydreams about Tiara.
"Assalamu'alaikum, what's the matter An?" tanya Gala who slowly raised a phone call from Andre one of the band members.
"Wa'ala-ikumsalam," Andre also answered the greetings from Gala Abiseka with a little distinction . The reason, the vocalist of their band almost never say hello except the word hello, hay, when answering the phone or meeting face to face.
"I can't, I'm a Muslim!" concluded Gala with his casual style. Makes Andre feel strange to hear Gala's words.
"Alright, it's up to you! but tonight don't forget the rehearsal in our music studio?" andre reminded.
"God willing, I can't promise to come or not. If I don't come please be represented by other friends, or just ask Daniel to take my place." Gala Abiseka began to limit her space in the music world.
For a time, Gala wanted to focus on solving her problems with Tiara. After that, then he will return to the world of music, which is certainly no longer as focused as before. Given that there was a Tiara by his side, that was how Gala Abiseka's wishful thinking was now. Though the dream is far fire than roast.
"Where can that be, bro? you should come if there's no you then our studio isn't crowded." Andre seemed to mind hearing Gala's best friend's words.
"I beg your understanding, I really have business and busyness that cannot be left behind. It's about the future of my life!" lang Gala who is not ready to tell her problems to her friends. Enough of him, Daniel and his cousin Brama who for a while knew about his problems with Tiara.
"Up to you man! whatever your problem may be solved well. If there is something that is a burden you tell us, do not be held alone. We are ready to hear all your complaints!" said Andre who felt the strangeness of his best friend. However, he does not know what really happened to his best friend Gala Abiseka.
"Oh, man, I have important business now!" Gala does not feel at home anymore to linger with her friends, all she thinks is the grief that envelops Tiara's heart after the hot incident. As if Gala Tiara was everything.
Andre also ended his conversation, he also felt different from the vocalist of the band Gyantara music group that has overshadowed them all this time.
"Why does Gala look so weird? what the hell is going on? why has Gala changed since that night?" a series of questions graced the mind of Andre Widyatama. However, he did not want to interfere too much about the personal affairs of his best friend.
Gala immediately snatches her car keys when she realizes her phone number and whatsapp are blocked by Tiara.
"Tiara, don't you try to play games with me. Tonight too I can marry you to the ruler, so don't try to avoid me."
Gala's face looks red after finding Tiara's mobile number can no longer be contacted.
"Don't blame me if I do anything unusual to you! You alone have provoked my emotions. How dare you block my number!" gala Abiseka jolted with uncontrollable emotions. He drove his car at high speed to Tiara's herbal shop.