Asking You In Every Bow
12. Journey

"Can't be! Although I'm wayward, but I've never done the most disgusting thing"

"Ah, why is my mind going anywhere?" Naura ruffled her hair.

Tok tok tok tok

Nope!

Is Naura awake?

"Yes! I'm awake!" Shouts disputing.

If so, please come down! Non Naura again awaited breakfast with Father and Mother!

Hoek

Suddenly his stomach was a little nauseous.

"Mom! Tell me, I don't want to eat! No lust!"

Naura immediately ran towards the bathroom.

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As usual, this morning, Ramdan performed the dhuha prayer before attending a lecture with his father, Bilal at the council.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullah"

Saying greetings twice, right shoulder and left shoulder, ending sign. After that, reciting the dhuha prayer, he read it slowly but solemnly. Do not forget to also read some other prayers that are complementary to his bow.

Finally he finished and soon rose from his cradle. After he took the Book, he saw Jadir who was peeking at the next room. Seeing that, Ramdan approached him.

"Dir?" Call him who makes Jadir jerked and shocked.

"Astaghfirullahal. Brother just surprised me" Jadir stroked his chest.

Jadir, one of the brothers who just entered the pesantren a few days ago. He's about eight years old.

"What are you doing?" Ask Ramdan.

"I'm looking at that!" Jadir pointed his index finger into the room. Mata Ramdan followed his orders. And Ramdan was seen frowning.

"Sister Umar?" Jadir simply replied with his innocent nod.

Ramdan squatted. Making Jadir is not difficult to see. Because Jadir had to raise his head when he looked at Ramdan whose body was taller than him.

"It is not good to pay attention to those who are praying!" His word.

"Why?"

"Because we could've bothered him. The prayer that was originally solemn, eventually became not solemn anymore. Because we make it uncomfortable. Youunderstand?"

Jadir just hugged me.

"I'm sorry Brother. I not only pay attention to Brother Umar, but all my rooms are peeping. Including the room that I saw, Brother is praying" he regretted.

"For what?" Ramdan didn't understand.

"I was studying for the first time. And I just saw people praying at this hour. I just want to make sure what you're doing?" Plain says.

Ramdan smiled. "We perform the morning prayer, which is called dhuha"

Jadir nodded in understanding.

"Is dhuha prayer different?"

Ramdan made an amused chuckle.

"Of course not. Why why?"

"Since this morning, I've been peering room by room. What I observed, Kak Umar's prayer why is it different from others?"

"Different?" Ramdan doesn't understand.

"What I see, he prayed two rakaats, but he used the prayer in his last rakaat. His name-Hm-"

"Qunut prayer?"

"Ah, yes. I forget. That's his name"

Ramdan was surprised and slightly rounded his eyeballs. Then he thought.

"So what does she pray, brother?"

"Eh, what's going on?" Umar was shocked and clumsy as he found out, Ramdan and Jadir were standing right in front of the door he opened.

"If Brother Ramdan is silent, do not answer. So I myself will ask him" Jadir saw Ramdan, then saw Umar.

"Ask what?" Tanya Umar stiffened.

Glutton..

Umar swallowed his saliva slowly. Then he turned his eyes to Ramdan. Umar was stunned as Ramdan's eyes stared at him sharply.

"So, you're not congregating?"

"And earlier, did you perform the pre-dawn prayers that were left behind?" Umar was just a whimper in response to a question from Ramdan.

"Huh?" Jadir's mouth is open. Then he laughed out loud. Ramdan shook his head a few times.

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The sun has been located about 140° from the east. And now, Hilman, Yuni, and Maura are preparing to take Naura to the boarding school. While Naura, now just daydreaming on the balcony of her room. Even though his robe and hijab have been worn neatly on his body.

Naura looked at every corner of the city. He remembered every happiness in the city he would leave behind.

He held a red pendant necklace around his neck.

Take good care. Maybe this is my last memory. If you miss me, I am in this locket

After this, I will miss the same. And I will wait until that time determines the three of us to meet again. Our friendship is back

And remember the message from me. Never forget me and my friendship.

Suddenly, tears escaped from her eyes. Then it just flows soaking down the cheeks. He was crying in silence.

Until finally, it sounded Maura entering her room.

"Sister?" Call Maura slowly.

"We'll be leaving soon. Is my brother ready?"

"Hm. Brother will follow" he replied without turning over.

Maura just nodded slowly. He immediately went out of the room. Without seeing the face of the brother who was moist because of tears.

Naura wiped away the tears on her cheeks. And walk to pick up his hand-held phone that was on top of the drawer. As he walked towards the door, he accidentally saw his reflection in a large mirror. He stopped his steps and pointed his body in front of the mirror.

Her face looks very beautiful with a thin makeup polish and a long hijab in the color of mocca. As well as his entire body covered in strands of gamis that made him look graceful.

But that doesn't make him proud. In her eyes, beauty was only an eye painting. Beautiful women, already market in every corner of the world. Then who should feel the most beautiful, while her beauty is equivalent to other women.

Naura took a long breath. As if ready for what will happen. Then pass and go down the stairs. Until now he arrived at the main door. His father, mother and sister were waiting for him in the car.

Again, he took a deep breath and stopped him. And a drop of her tears fell. But soon he removed and then determined his feet to step.

Honestly, his legs were heavy to step on. He knows, maybe this is the best. But he doesn't necessarily feel good. If not for the father's coercion, maybe the pesantren will never be occupied.

Now the car has gone. To take a girl to a sacred prison. With thousands of prayers and the best wishes for the next. Along the journey far enough, a sense of sincerity and resignation fill the long journey. Not to forget also tears without crying in every second to let go of everything.

..'8'..

Which character makes greget in your opinion?

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🐾Naura Verona, the wayward and selfish?

🐾Maura Veronia, the calm and covered?

🐾Baron Alvero, naughty fi sabilillah?

(Bakal on Allah> road.<)

🐾Ramdan Albakri, the indifferent and avid memorizer?

🐾Mirsha Mahesha, the most caring and solid?

🐾Gehna Fyiaro, the bestie but the ambition?

🐾Hilman Daus Vero, the cold and grumpy?

🐾Yuni Ashita, the gentle and loving one?

🐾Fatimah Albakrina, the jutek and shy?

🐾Ghoria Al Imran, the sweetest one school?

🐾Very Avberja, the play boy and the bike?

🐲OK, that's your right..

If you have come, do not forget to give advice means yes..

Maybe I'll reply as soon as possible..