Asiyah End Times
Mr. Kasrun's riddle

I don't know what's weird about what he feels. Maybe it's just his feelings. Asiyah felt that Mr. Kasrun often tried to enter his life deeper.

It has been a few months, Mr. Kasrun continues to pay attention to Asiyah. Sometimes there is discomfort that arises in Asiyah. How not? Mr. Kasrun is always trying to find out about the ins and outs of his family life.

Mr. Kasrun is a senior staffer at the company. His salary is already huge. Much different from the salary that Asiyah received. He is also nearing retirement. Soon Mr. Kasrun will finish his term in office.

For almost a year, Asiyah still felt something strange. Rouse suspiction. Although Asiyah knew very well for almost a year, Mr. Kasrun was a good person. Seen sholeh, it's just that Asiyah was already traumatized by such a man's trick. Pretending sholeh in front of him to attract his attention who then intends to marry him, he said.

Asiyah one room indeed with Mr. Kasrun. But strangely not only in the room alone Mr. Kasrun noticed Asiyah, outside the office space as well, until all social media accounts belonging to Asiyah did not escape from his essence. Mr Kasrun often even repeated the question of who is Asiyah? Who is the Asiyah family? And all about Asiyah.

Once it was early in the morning when the work routine had not started, there was a sporting event together. The tiredness that still enveloped his body had not disappeared, the frozen sweat still fell from Asiyah's forehead. But Asiyah's eyes glanced at Mr. Kasrun's attitude, again. It seems that Mr. Kasrun wants to start his approach again to Asiyah.

Asiyah was really tired after the sport. His sweat completely soaked his clothes. His breath was still a little shaky.

As no matter how tired Asiyah is at this time, Mr. Kasrun again railed against the question to Asiyah, "Ashiyah what is the name of FBnya? I have FB, my son who made it, we will make friends in FB yaa."

Asiyah fell silent, looking towards Mr. Kasrun. The strange thought appeared again in his head.

"Oohh FB Sir, there. name FB I Asiyah92, FB name What father?" asked Asiyah, pretending as if there was no bad suspicion on Mr. Kasrun.

"Asiyah92's chat.. Asiyah92.. nahh this one?" asked Mr. Kasrun while pointing his work PC monitor screen towards Asiyah.

"Yes right sir, I confirm yes." said Asiyah.

Mr. Kasrun seemed fitting to pay attention to his PC screen after making friends with Asiyah in FB. His head rests on one of his palms.

A few days passed after that exhausting morning.

Could it be that after befriending Asiyah on social media, Mr Kasrun immediately investigated through the media? So there are many more questions about Asiyah?

This time on a break.

Mr. Kasrun and Asiyah have finished from their break hours, pray already, eat already. They went back to their desks. Sit back and relax, take a breath to resume their work.

However, on the sidelines of the busy Asiyah checking her phone, Mr. Kasrun suddenly asked.

"Dad.. Your brother is dead, isn't he?"

"Yes sir, not too long ago."

"What's the cause?"

"Because you have a stroke sir, have been treated here and there but it turns out that God willed another to Abi, not long ago."

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un, I'm so sorry."

"Umi sells small food sir, kayak chips and crackers, pastries.itipin to stalls around the house and school canteens, also offices."

"Yaaa. to connect with life, sir.." Asiyah was silent for a moment.

"Before Abi fell ill, Abi had a company that could be said to be successful, but sir, the wheels keep turning, Abi company suddenly went bankrupt, Abi fell ill, soii... things suddenly changed completely." Connect Asiyah.

"Yes, yes, the name of the way of life no one can guess Asiyah, all has been determined by Allah, we as servants of faith just have to be sincere and patient in living it."

"Keep I see in medsos You, you have two sisters huh? They look like twins, huh?" keep up Mr. Kasrun.

"Hhhmm, yes they are twins sir," Asiyah smiled considering her beloved twin sisters.

"Where are they at school?"

"School near the house of Pak, the school is thankfully not expensive, so Asiyah can help Umi to finance their school, pity them if not school sir."

"Yes, that's right" said Mr. Kasrun.

Mr. Kasrun continued to stuff Asiyah with various questions that afternoon.

Asiyah started to worry. Asiyah was terrified of what she had experienced in her office that used to happen again. Asiyah was tired of it. Asiyah just wants to work for money in a good way and with her own sweat, without the help and lure of luxury from others, that's all. Asiyah was tired of all the ways the men wanted to have her. Men are women's crazy. A flirtatious om-om who is not tired of chasing after him.

There comes a time for bonus distribution for management employees because of their hard work so far. This bonus is a sum of money. It is routinely given by the office as an encouragement for its employees. No exception for Asiyah.

Early in the morning the bonus money was given in cash to employees. Mr. Kasrun distributed it.

"Dad.." call Mr. Kasrun.

Asiyah surprised. His name was preceded by Mr. Kasrun. He stood up from his chair. Approaching Mr. Kasrun at his desk.

"Satiyah.It's a bonus for you, and especially for You I've increased using my personal money, I know You need a lot of money to finance the needs of your family," Mr. Kasrun smiled at Asiyah handing over the white envelope.

"Thank you very much Sir, Thank you.. I accept yes Sir," said Asiyah.

Mr. Kasrun continued to give his smile.

On the other hand Asiyah felt very happy to get this bonus advantage. But also on the other side again, Asiyah felt that there was something strange about all this. Attention, all..

Sometimes Mr. Kasrun told me about his family. Mr. Kasrun took Asiyah to his house to meet his wife. Mr. Kasrun wants to introduce Asiyah to his family.

That afternoon after work, Mr. Kasrun said to Asiyah, "Asiyah, later if you want to stay at home I let Me and My wife ask permission on Umi You."

"Hmm. thank you sir, but do not need to, pity Umi and the sisters left at home," said Asiyah, as gently as possible refused the offer.

"Yes, sometime if you want to go to the house I'm messing around, just say yes.." Mr. Kasrun was relaxed and serious in his speech.

Asiyah.