Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
Remembering Sophia

Alex drives his car to a nightclub in the middle of town. While calling his friends to make sure they have gathered in a normal place. Alex stopped his car on the side of the road. A teenage girl had already booked him to accompany her clubing. The girl was wearing an ancient dress, her hair was braided in two. Looks innocent and innocent. Alex smiled at his inexperienced prey.

Alex didn't get out of the car. He's not a guy who wants to do sweet things to women. The horn sound was pressed once by her for the girl to get in her car. Soon the girl got in her car. He sat next to Alex.

"There's no sexier shirt?" ask Alex.

"Sorry Brother, I don't have an open shirt, before I was hijab."

"You're hijab? Then why open the hijab?" ask Alex.

"I need money to buy a cell phone and a new shirt, friends taunt me because I'm geeky and old-fashioned."

Alex let out a deep sigh hearing the teenage girl's confession.

"You're supposed to keep your hijab, go into dirty work like this, where's your honor?" Alex's emotions out.

The young girl was shocked to hear Alex scolding her. He just lowered his head. Tacit.

"Hijab is an honor for a Muslim, heh!" Alex scolded the teenage girl. She wondered why it was so easy for her to take off her hijab just for money. It was very different from Sophia who had always maintained her honor. Hijab to Sophia is like her life. Andropist|Casanova Dipinang Sholeha|NT's

"Sorry Brother, I need money, I'm ashamed the poor are always insulted."

"God! Poor hearts for money, even your honor is cheap." Alex went back to scolding him.

The teenage girl was crying. He told me how embarrassed he was always bullied for being geeky and ancient. Plus poor.

Alex took the envelope in her briefcase. Then throw it into the lap of the teenage girl.

Pplug ...

"Take it! Put on your hijab again! Don't shame your religion!" squeal Alex.

"This is for me, brother?" The teenage girl took the envelope in her lap.

"Yes, did you hear what I said?" Alex reminded him.

The young girl nodded.

"If you want to have a lot of money, work! Wear your hijab! Don't take it off again!" alex suddenly advised as if he knew the importance of the hijab to a woman. He knew it was from Sophia. For Alex Shopia the holy woman of sholeha even Alex herself did not deserve to touch her.

"Okay, thanks Brother."

"Get out!" alex's orders. He's not lustful anymore. Challenging him desecrate the hijab girl. It reminded her of Sophia.

The teenage girl nodded, then out of Alex's car. He smiled at the money he needed.

Alex drove back to his car. Drive to the nightclub where he made an appointment with his friends. He didn't order a woman to club and spend the night with her.

At the club, Alex went inside. He saw his friends who were waiting for him. They wave their hands. Give Alex a code to come. Alex approached them.

The sound of music with tempo beat and grouvy sounded tight. Many people were drunk and swayed. Move their hands and feet in rhythm. DJ plays music according to the music that is favored by visitors. Andropist|Casanova Dipinang Sholeha|NT's

Alex is on the couch. He sat with his friends. It just so happened that night Alex was so happy. He drinks and plays cards with his friends.

"Lex, did Sophia let you hang out in this rich place?" ask Key.

"It should also be lo nongrong in the mosque" Theo added.

"Life needs entertainment, do I have to change what I want?" said Alex.

"Pity Sophia Lex" said Key.

"Yes, if I had Sophia's rich wife, I wouldn't be a macem. Dekem at home" added Theo.

Alex just smiled. Again add alcohol in his glass while watching people busy dancing.

"Tumben didn't mesen chick?" ask Key. Not usually Alex does not order women to accompany him to drink even for the night after clubing.

"Loe wants to find a victim here, huh?" ask Theo.

"Gue doesn't like second, girls here aren't fresh" Alex said.

"Lo's true Casanova" said Key.

They kept talking while drinking and playing cards. Before long their attention was split with the arrival of a hijab-wearing woman. He was seen talking to a man who was drunk while dancing.

"What kind of storm?" ask Key.

"How come there's a headscarf in the nightclub?" theo said in wonder.

Alex watched the hijab woman. The woman dressed in black dress was in line with her hijab, not far from the appearance of Sophia who sometimes dressed like that. The hijab-wearing woman was seen crying talking to the dancing man. I don't know why Alex was curious.

"Mas go! Please!"

"Mas, don't drink hard, my sin, go home! Please!"

Ply ...

The man slapped his own wife in front of everyone. His wife was just crying holding her cheeks that were reddened by the slap.

"Boring life with you!"

"Mas, let's go home!" The hijab woman still tried to persuade her husband. But because her husband was still silent and did not want to go home, she pulled her husband's hand. But it was pushed until it fell to the floor. People instead of helping blasphemed him.

"Sok alim."

"Silk holy."

"Huh! Crazy people!"

Suddenly Alex approached the hijab-wearing woman who had fallen to the floor. He helped her wake up.

"Do you all have no heart? Blaspheming women who don't bother you at all!" snapped Alex.

Everyone is silent. What Alex said gave a slap to all of them. The hijab-wearing woman did not bother them, she just wanted her husband to come home.

"Thank you, sir" said the hijab-wearing woman.

Alex just nodded. Then approached the man called the husband by the hijab woman earlier.

Dug ...

Alex hit the guy. He's upset with her.

"You hit me?" The hijab-wearing husband held her cheek bruised from Alex's blow. He protested because Alex hit him who didn't know him.

"Yes, a sissy is as brave as a girl" Alex said.

"You!" The man is emotional. Replying to Alex but Alex's hand is held. Finally they hit, until the man fell to the floor. He got beaten up by Alex.

Seeing that the man had fallen, Alex approached him. Grabbing his collar was about to give his fist back, but his wife was arrested.

"Stop Sir! Forgive my husband" said the hijab-wearing woman, who was already covered in tears.

"You hear! If it wasn't your wife's request, I would have killed you already" Alex said, looking at the man with a sharp, cold gaze.

The man just nodded. He didn't dare fight the scary Alex. Moreover, his wife had defended him who had been hurt.

Alex took his hand off the collar of the man's shirt. He walked breaking the crowd towards the door to the outside. His eyes looked straight ahead, cold and silent. From behind Key and Theo walked up to him. Andropist|Casanova Dipinang Sholeha|NT's

"Lex," call Key.

"Where are you going?" ask Theo.

Alex stopped his steps. Look back. Two of his friends were not far from him.

"Go home" Alex said.

Key and Theo were shocked. Usually Alex hangs out until late at night even until morning. It was only 12pm that he was coming home.

"Tumben, it's only 12 Lex, '" Key said.

"Don't want me to pick up a new girl?" ask Theo.

Alex did not answer. He turned. He walked back leaving his two friends. Alex drove his car to his house. On the way she remembered the hijab woman who asked her husband to come home. Maybe one day Sophia will be like that.

"Sophia, is a demon like me really your husband?" inner Alex.

In his void Alex kept thinking of Sophia. Sholeha woman who lately disturbed her life. Gives light and warmth. So soft and soul-shattering.

Alex drove the car immediately. He's back at his house. Alex walked straight to his room. He went into the room. His eyes swept across all sides of the room.

"Where's Sophia?" Alex was surprised not to find his wife. He walks to the toilet looking for Sophia but never finds her. Just a glass of milk on top of the drawer and a memo to her. Alex took the milk and the memo and read it.

"Mas don't forget to drink milk." Alex smiled faintly reading the memo.

"Message this childish again, but I ...," inner Alex. I don't know why the memo was enough to make her happy. A moment his eyes turned to the glass of milk in his hand.

"It's cold, I don't like milk anyway" Alex said. He brought the milk out of his room. Alex down the stairs. Slowly move towards the kitchen. He stood in front of the dishwasher, about to throw Sophia's milk away, but there was a sound of reprimanding her. Andropist|Casanova Dipinang Sholeha|NT's

"Sir, the milk should not be thrown away!" the Bi Inem. The middle-aged maid was standing not far from him.

Alex turned towards Bi Inem with the milk still in his hand.

"Why Bi?" ask Alex.