Asiyah End Times
Two Personal Assistants

The story of the beginning of the acceptance of two Asiyah personal assistants has not stopped there.

The jurors had agreed to hold two names in their hands. Two women whose names both start with the letter C.

They are both named Cita and Caca.

Asiyah discussed with Umi about these two assistant candidates. Two Asiyah assistants who will also live with them in Asiyah's luxury home. There was a room large enough to gather the two of them.

So Umi's opinion is also very necessary here. For the sake of comfort together, of course. Because later they will also interact a lot with Umi. Even Umi will treat two Asiyah personal assistants like Asiyah, which is like her own biological child.

"Mi, what about Umi?" asiyah asked Umi, while relaxing in the afternoon, while showing both photos of her personal assistant to Umi.

"If you see from the appearance is quite neat, son, clean also the person, well groomed, from the gesture face also they look very good, son, soft-hearted," replied Umi, while eating his mainstay fried banana casually, occasionally sipping warm tea.

Two pairs of full body photos and close up photos of Caca and Cita's faces were alternately examined by Umi. Hoot-pasat.

It was as if something was stirring in his heart from what his vision seemed. His head thought for a moment. What yaa? Overall, they both look neat, clean and both look beautiful, very fitting if you become an Asiyah companion everywhere, in various events. But Umi still felt there was something less than the two of them.

Shaken at her heart for a moment, Umi realized that they were so open that she easily judged the cleanliness of her body. Caca and Cita are women without hijab.

"But son, why don't their photos use the hijab? Are they not in their daily lives?" asked Umi, after realizing the shortcomings of each point he had taken into account one by one in the photo.

"Yes Mi, they are not hijab, the plan later if indeed Umi has agreed with the choice of Asiyah and other Asiyah friends, the plan later, then Asiyah will tell them both about the rules of being Asiyah's assistant."

"Umi take it easy Mi, on the registration form to become Asiyah's personal assistant at that time, has written a note 'Available to follow all the rules determined by the superiors of Asiyah as their superiors later, they said, if you pass in the interview stage' it's Mi," explained Asiyah to Umi.

Asiyah certainly understands the concerns that are being experienced by Umi. How could Asiyah ignore something that concerns religion like this. Obligations as a Muslimah that requires them to cover the entire auratnya. Moreover, his two assistants will continue to be with him, really inviting the evil eye if they always open his aura.

"Yes, if it is so, son, Umi agrees with your choice and also your friends, Caca and Cita also seem fitting to be your personal assistant" explained Umi.

"Alhamdulillah then Umi, Asiyah will immediately contact Caca and Cita to tell them this news,"

"Not through your friends anymore, son? Let it feel more formal?" umi asked, still with warm tea in her hand, relaxed.

"No need Umi, later let Asiyah just talk to them, precisely Asiyah want to eliminate the formal style of Umi, Asiyah want to create a family atmosphere later on them, let it be more relaxed," asiyah.

"Ohh yes, son, you just set how good it is," Umi smiled, while putting the empty tea glass to the table in front of her.

The afternoon talks passed comfortably between Umi and her eldest son, Asiyah.

The sun has turned into the moon. The bright light had changed to dim. The clear sky had changed into the dark color of space. The moon disappeared until the giant of bright light began to rise again, the sun.

Today the plan is that Asiyah will contact Caca and Asiyah to notify the results of their selection yesterday.

Time has shown at 09.45am.

Asiyah prepared in her room.

Wudhu first, pray, so that the fresh way of his mind and the words later when contacting Caca and Cita later.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahiim. May the two of them really be my soul mate in stepping together during my career, yes hopefully God always make my career in this entertainment world as a way of sustenance me and the people around me, he said, may it always be a blessing, aamiin," said Asiyah, speaking to herself solemnly.

Sit on his comfortable bed.

Teett.. The Asiyah mobile phone button. Contact the Cita first.

Tutt. tuutt..

Ten seconds have passed. Asiyah's phone hasn't been picked up by Cita either.

"Hallo. assalamu'alaykum," said Asiyah, as soon as the phone was connected.

"Yeah, wa'alaykumussalam," replied Cita gently.

"Is this really with sister Cita?" ask Asiyah.

"Right, what's wrong?" ask Cita again.

"So this is Cita, I'm Asiyah." Asiyah's speech immediately stopped.

"Ashiyah sir?!" Cita instantly cut off Asiyah's speech. Little scream. Suppressing his voice, trying to ascertain the reality that was happening right now? Too enthusiastic. Little jump in his room. Clenched his phone tightly. Laugh and smile secretly, covering his mouth with his palm.

"Yes right Cita, so look Cita, because my team in finding a personal assistant for me the other day has decided who is elected, then I will give it directly to the selected participants," asiyah. Slowly and gently to the mind.

"Keep, so what do you mean?" Cita could not help his patience.

"So, we have decided to choose Cita as one of my personal assistants" Asiyah replied.

"Alhamdulillah Brother, I am very happy to hear it Brother, my parents must also be very happy to hear this news," exploded also finally a sense of happiness that was held in his heart.

"Yes Alhamdulillah then yes Cita, then you must immediately tell your parents yes, also say hello from Me Yes," explained Asiyah to Cita.

" Yes Brother, surely, in shaa Allah I will convey," replied Cita immediately.

"Ohh yes Cita, before I want to tell you about one of the rules of being my personal assistant," Asiyah kept silent for a moment.

"Yes, what is it? In the Shayah of Allah I am ready to do so Brother," unconditionally the Cita accepts all the rules of Asiyah, without question.

"In the Lord I am ready Brother" replied Cita firmly. As soon as possible without waiting time.

"Alhamdulillah, another one, call Me Ma'am just ya Cita," pinta Asiyah, still with her soft voice.

"Yes Kak, ssiiiaapp, eehh I mean Ma'am Asiyah," Cita grinned behind the phone. He heard his little giggling voice.

"Oke Cita, for the next news, I will re-announce later, then I hang up the phone, assalamu'alaykum, yes" said Asiyah.

"Good Ma'am, thank you very much again Ma'am, wa'alaykumussalam," replied Cita.

Contacting Cita is done. One of his personal assistants has been found. One less burden. Just contact Caca again, his sloppy assistant candidate.

Forgetting for a moment Caca's story.

After receiving the news he became an assistant to a famous celebrity directly from the celebrity itself, Cita did not waste his time anymore. His mother and father who were in his hometown, a village, immediately contacted him.

His mother and father Cita worked as a tea farmer on an estate owned by someone else. Indeed not the son of a rich man, Cita was born from a family that is arguably very simple. His house in the village is walled with planks, narrow in size.

Cita was the first of three children. It is undeniable, that Cita also acts as the backbone of his family. Mother and Father can only send Cita to Junior High School. Then Cita continued her school to the High School level with her own efforts.

Cita works as a laborer in a glutinous opaque manufacturing factory after school. Of course, with the kindness of the owner of the tea garden, which also has another business, namely the production of crackers. He provides opportunities for Cita to seek sustenance in her place to continue her education and also help Mother and Father in sending her sisters.

"How sir, can my son work in the opak factory of the Father?" ask the Father when facing the owner of the tea garden as well as the owner of the opak ketan plant in his village. Together with Mother and also Cita, the three of them specifically came to visit Mr. Emil's house to offer Cita to work in his factory.

Mr. Emil's house is quite spacious. Naturally, he had quite a lot of effort. Which all proved successful. Everyone who knew him had never heard bad news about him. Including the workers in his tea garden and opak factory. They were all given such satisfying rights by Mr. Emil. No one felt wronged, precisely Mr. Emil as a fairly rich person in his village did not show the slightest arrogant attitude.

"Indeed, Cita didn't continue her schooling sir?" ask Mr. Emil who is sitting in front of them.

"That's exactly sir, we really hope the generosity of Mr. Emil to employ Cita in the factory owned by Mr. Cita, so that Cita can finance his own school, because honestly, sir, we can not afford if to finance the school Cita again, his sisters mind is still small, sir, and also still need fees for his school," explained his father's mind.

"For daily costs we have been mediocre sir," continued Mother.

Cita just kept quiet. Hoping for Mr. Emil's generosity to allow himself to work in his factory.

Mr. Emil saw Cita.

"Cita, son, do you really want to go to school?" ask Mr. Emil to Cita with an empathetic look.

"Yes sir," replied Cita, shrivelling. Still lowering his head.

"Will you work in a factory?" ask Mr. Emil again. There is pity on Mr. Emil when he saw Cita who seemed very earnest with his wishes.

"True sir," replied Cita again, briefly. Still down.

"Yes already, yes already, it's okay, starting tomorrow Cita can already work in the factory yaa Nak, Cita can come anytime when the school hours Cita empty ya, yes, Cita is free to work anytime," said Mr. Emil to Cita. Touched his heart when he saw the seriousness of the Mind. Without any conditions, Mr. Emil so provide convenience to Cita in pursuing his education.

Father, Mother and Cita were immediately shocked. Mr. Emil is indeed a very good person. Not wrong and not in vain their efforts came to face Mr. Emil to ask for work. Everything went very smoothly.

"Thank you very much Sir, we really owe you, Mr." Mr. Emil shook his hand as soon as he heard the words that came out of his good heart.

"Yes yes Sir, it's okay, yes already, sorry before Sir, Mom, Cita, I'd like to excuse you to go out first, there is a little business in my family's house," explained Mr. Emil. With smile.

"Oh so, yes sir, then we say back home first yes, thank you very much sir, assalamu'alaykum," said his father's mind while holding tightly the hand of Mr. Emil, shaking both hands.

Followed by Mum and Cita, giving greetings to Mr. Emil.

The three of them came home with great expectations. With the blessing of the night. And with infinite gratitude. Full of happiness tonight because Cita will continue her education.

Cita's struggle is also in line with the attention of the school. Cita which does include outstanding students in his school always get more appreciation. The school never closed their eyes when they mentioned his name. School clothes for free have also become a routine ration for Cita until he finished his education there.

"Emaakkp.. Cita was given a gift package from Maakk school," cried Cita at that time, while running excitedly approaching Mother. Shows a bag of plastic containing, stationery, new school uniform, bag and new shoes. He raised it high above his head.

Indeed, Cita went back to school on foot. The distance between school and home is only 2 KM. The sense of accomplishment was never felt in him, everything was covered with his burning passion for school.

"Yes Naaakk, don't run, fall, slip, what package is Naakk?" mother asked, also with her screams.

Cita arrived in front of Mother with a stingy breath, "This is loh Mak, Cita got school supplies from the headmaster, a lot of Mak, look, there are clothes, shoes, shoes, bags and stationery, so the money Cita earned from working wages in the crackers can be Cita tube for our other needs Mak, can help Mom and Dad," explained Cita.

"Alhamdulillah then Nakk, lucky Mom has a child as good as Cita," Mom hugged Cita and kissed the cheek of her daughter on the left and right.

"Aahh Mommy, just ordinary, right Cita his son Mother," Cita was moved by Mother's speech.

"It's 12 o'clock this way, son, ayoo we go home," invited Mother who began to clean all kinds of equipment picking tea.

"Ayookk Mak, Cita also wants to go to the crackers factory," replied Cita on the words of the Mother earlier. Then they left.

"Yes yes, Mum is already masakin Cita sauteed kale earlier," a simple side dish that makes them happy by living in the midst of the warmth of family togetherness.

In line with the services of Cita in building the good name of his school, with various achievements of inter-school competitions that he achieved, in the end the school gave a special policy for Cita, Cita, namely providing scholarships for Cita to continue her education to college if indeed Cita wants to continue her education, unmitigated, the scholarship is provided until Cita completes her education. Overall, the cost is borne by the school.

The mind that does include students who are intelligent and fairly thorough not one bit shows a rejection attitude to the offer.

The news of the scholarship was also received with a sense of haru by both parents Cita and her sisters.