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A tone from a cell phone rang. A distinctive tone as a sign there is an incoming message, making someone who is focusing on staring at the laptop screen a little disturbed. The phone, turned on and then he touched the green chat button on the main menu of the phone screen.

"Don't forget, later tonight we visit the house of Ustadz Mudin," the owner of the phone can only exhale violently. Put the phone back on the table then he rubbed his face with one hand because his feelings were getting riled up.

The man named Ramzi was really careless with his father's attitude. Father who is famous for being kind and polite in the community actually acts arrogantly to his own family. It was like his father never realized that the human place was wrong and forgot. Kyai Bahar is like closing his eyes and not taking wisdom from the story of his two daughters because of matchmaking. The first brother named Fitri who was betrothed to the son of the owner of the cottage in another city. He chose divorce because in polygamy and Fitri never got justice. The second sister named Aisyah, she chose divorce because she could not stand the attitude of her husband who often flirted with hands and feet when being emotional and angry. Even Ais was admitted to the hospital due to the KDRT of the husband who was very religious and highly educated. I don't know what religion means to them. They are able to apply the science of religion well in front of others, but in the realm of their personal life they seem to forget that the science of religion they learn for the sake of an ego and lust.

Ramzi who now works as a religious teacher at one of the high schools in his area, really do not understand, why his father was blind to his heart.

In front of his desk, Ramzi's eyes were seriously staring at the laptop screen. But the thought of the man actually ventured to the woman who had managed to steal some of his heart. The simple woman who had been the encouragement of his life for almost a year. Ramzi was very unwilling to separate from the woman. Ramzi really had to find a solution so that the match was not implemented.

The circular clock in hand shows the number twelve over ten minutes. Ramzi shuts down and shuts down his laptop. He left the desk to the school complex mosque to fulfill his duties as a Muslim.

In his small steps, Mata Ramzi caught a woman in a pink hijab by hugging her face from the canteen towards the same mosque. She was the simple woman who had occupied Ramzi's heart. An independent woman named Sifa who chose to sell in one of the school canteens since three years ago and Ramzi taught at the school about one year ago. The two of them smile at each other as their eyes collide.

"Who's the canteen, Dek?" ramzi asked as soon as they stopped at the mushola courtyard. The question that Ramzi has often asked many times every time he accidentally met the idol in the mushola page.

"Cantin next door, Mas" And the same answer that Sifa gave.

After their obligation to fulfill with the closed prayer reading from each heart, they went out of the mosque almost simultaneously.

"Let me meet the woman I will be betrothed to, Dek" Ramzi said. He sits on the steps of the Mushola. Sifa surprised. There was a pain felt in his heart. But the woman commented a smile and looked at Ramzi's face with a face that showed as if she was good.

"Submit, Mas. If indeed it can make him happy," replied Sifa as calmly as possible. Although there was bitter as the word slid from his lips.

"Are you okay?" tanya Ramzi returned her female gaze.

"Lying if I'm okay, Mom. But back we have to remember, the soul mate is already set. If we are friends, there will be a way for us to unite. We are trying and praying the same, right? And the results may be visible when Mas Ramzi's match is successful or not," Sifa's answer again makes Ramzi always calm. In his face, the man finally smiled.

"Well, if you think so, I'll try to meet that woman later, prayer is the best, Deck,"

"Sure dong, Mas,"

Both of them throw a smile at each other's hearts and they went back to separate activities.

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