Asiyah End Times
Tracing Memories

It didn't take long, Ashar instantly averted his eyes.

Asiyah flinched with Ashar's seemingly strange attitude. Yeah, weird. Like someone trying to get away from him. He also shifted his eyes.

There really is no problem between them. The annulment of marriages between Ashar and Asiyah in the past was well done. There is really nothing that can make each other feel wronged. I suppose. Unless, what is odd is the feeling. This is something that cannot be confused with logic.

Wh why? Asiyah asked in her heart. Why did Ashar behave like that after all these years? What exactly was Ashar secretly harboring a deep pain in his heart on him?

Asiyah was back empty.

No. gabe. It is impossible during the ta'aruf process Ashar also has the same feelings as Asiyah. It is unlikely that what happened at that time turned out to be a ta'aruf couple who loved each other.

Asiyah and Dhirgham's cars have been handed over to the people who came with Ashar.

While Dhirgham, Asiyah, Caca and Cita, returned home using Ashar's car.

Unimaginable before by Asiyah. Tonight he will be in a car with Ashar. The man who almost became her husband. Yeah, almost.

But all has passed. Their stories are different. Now Ashar is the father of a beautiful daughter named Maryam. While Asiyah is a popular girl who is getting beautiful in appearance and appearance.

All the way home Ashar and Asiyah just acted as if they did not know each other.

Caca and Cita fell asleep. They sat next to Asiyah in the middle seat of the car. Asiyah was right in the back seat of the driver, next to the car window.

Asiyah couldn't sleep like that. Looking at the road he was going through. Keep silent, his gaze did not shift from beside his body. The trees seemed to run fast in their slowness chasing the car driven by Ashar. While Dhirgham also seemed tired with his slumber in his sleep dreams.

Ssssshhhhhtttt. Ashar suddenly set foot on the brake pedal of the car. A cat was seen passing in front of their car. The whole car was shocked. They wake up, shocked not playing.

"Astaghfirullah." they said immediately with their own spontaneity.

"What's wrong?" ask Caca.

"Sorry, there is a cat suddenly passing by" replied Ashar.

"Ohh. cat," said Cita.

Asiyah looked towards her watch. Looks like there will be dawn prayer time soon.

No exception with Dhirgham. Checking his watch too.

"Hhhmmm.in front there is a mosque, not too far away, later we stop there to perform dawn prayers," said Ashar who understands the spiritual needs of all of them. Fajr prayers.

"Okay" replied Dhirgham.

Asiyah and her two assistants were also relieved to hear Ashar's words just now. Especially Asiyah, he did not have to bother to gather the courage to talk to Ashar about this.

Ten minutes of travel.

Visible mosques. They arrived with great joy. Not wasting time. It turned out that the dawn of the morning by the imam of his mosque had been completed. The teachers have also disbanded. Their calculation of the prayer time was missed.

One by one their wet feet stepped into the mosque. The tired, moist faces were also exposed to the light of the mosque lamp immediately. Dropping water from their bodies. As soon as possible when they arrived at the mosque, they immediately sanctified in the place that has been provided.

Asiyah, Caca and Cita took a mukena that hung neatly on the hanger-hanger in her storage cabinet, then put it on.

The light of the mosque lights so brightly illuminate the faces of those who are performing prayers, until it looks luminous.

The reflections of the lights illuminate their silky wet faces, because of the water of ablution.

Maa shaa Allah, a very beautiful sight at dawn this dramatic day.

They're tired. Very tired, to be exact. But tired it does not discourage their steps to keep looking for the pleasure of Allah in this mosque.

Not long.

They were finished in their prayers.

Get out of the mosque.

Asiyah walked in focus looking down at her footsteps towards the ceramic floor of the mosque. Arrived near the door of the mosque that is not large. "Astaghfirullah, sorry-sorry," said Asiyah immediately nudged the shoulder of a man who was also about to get out of the small mosque. Asiyah instantly gave a distance to their bodies that were so close.

I don't know why Asiyah was so careless. Not seeing the road around him. The man looked astonished at Asiyah. Asiyah had not straightened her head. Asiyah had yet to see who the man she hit was.

"Yes it's okay.. Asiyah.." said the man. Slowly. Gentler.

Asiyah. He raised his face to a man who was taller than himself. Asharr's.....

Astaghfirullah. said Asiyah in heart. Asiyah seemed to not believe the words she had just said. Who immediately called his name. The words of a man who used to be like he didn't know her. Then now, the man was before her, with his sweet smile that had never changed from the past until this second to her.

Asiyah could not control her feelings. Not the smile He gave. Asiyah turned her face away immediately. Eyes glazed.

What the hell is going on with me? Why am I like this? To cry was to see that face. I wanted to return his words, but this tongue suddenly stiffened like iron. I want to be ordinary. Butwhy? Why am I like a broken and broken man staring at him from such a close distance? Asiyah continued to wonder and muttered quickly in her heart.

Asiyah passed away. Without a word. In the end, they will be in one more car.

Ashar breathed. He saw Asiyah as if she had given up on the situation. Maybe also because of the fatigue he felt at this time to make his breath sound so windy.

The journey begins again.

The four wheels of the car were turning with its compact.

They're all asleep. Except Ashar's driving the car.

Asiyah also fell asleep in that beautiful graceful face. Tired as it seems.

Sssttt. glanced at Ashar's eyes immediately accidentally saw the face of Asiyah who was sitting in the back seat. Seen again. Repeat this until the third time.

Astarghfirullah's. Ashar spoke slowly to himself. He slapped her soft right cheek. Then rubbed his face quickly. Ashar tries to resuscitate himself from the opium of sight towards this woman. It was completely slander of the world for him.

Asiyah has not changed her status. Asiyah is not the usual girl she used to be. Does not make an Asiyah forget the Giver of Delight. It's just that in Ashar's eyes, clearly Asiyah looks more beautiful and charming.

But maybe Ashar didn't look wrong. When passing through the light of street lights, like there were tears flowing on Asiyah's cheeks. But yes it is. It is possible that Asiyah was just having a dream, Ashar thought as wildly as possible.

This journey is like tracing his memories with Asiyah first for Ashar. Throughout the journey without realizing it, Ashar has been slandered by Asiyah who once filled his days, even for a moment.