HANDSOME NURSE CHOICE GIRL
Episodes 109

As soon as he set foot in the Grand Mosque and saw the Ka’bah directly up close, Mila could only be stunned. Only the words of alhamdulillah and subhanallah were thrown out of the mouth, though completely inaudible.

Chest feels rumbling. The hustle and bustle of people around Mila was inaudible. Without feeling, tears flow and wet the cheeks. The tongue feels dull. The lips are no longer able to say the word. Only the heart speaks fully with all praise and prayer requests.

Together with other Umrah pilgrims who are still a group, Mila then did thawaf, walking around the Ka’bah seven times. After the sunnah prayer, Mila and her entourage then continued the next umroh harmony, namely SA’i from Shafa and Marwah hills seven times to complete the mandatory umrah ritual.

When he arrived at the hill of Marwah, Mila's mouth continued to recite and offer prayers to the khalik solemnly, until his tears flowed again.

'O Allah, if he is the servant's mate, then bring the servant closer, if not the servant please give the best soul mate you think.' This is one of the prayers that I offer.

The next day, Mila and her parents came out of their respective rooms, she and her entourage would go to historical places here. But he forgot to take something Mila went back to the room and told her Mama Papa to wait in the lobby. After retrieving her missed item, Mila exited her hotel room.

"God is so cute indeed Arabs, I want my son to be born here, all so I have a husband here," mumbled Mila slightly fantasized when she saw a man of Arab descent passing in front of her room. The problem is that his name is single, so it's up to him to imagine what he looks like.

When she was about to turn around Mila accidentally saw a family who would also come out of her room, precisely next to Mila's hotel room.

"Who's Mila?"

Mila is surprised to find out that the person who speaks to her is Lena's mother. Again he was surprised when he saw Satria standing beside Lena.

"Ah yes Mother," said Mila nervously while greeting Lena.

"You're here again umrah, son?" ask Lena.

"Yes Bun, all vacation with Mama Papa. This is my hotel room, "pointing Mila to her hotel room.

"Wah can fit really well, in front of your room Satria room and next to your room Mother and Father's room," explained Lena. Mila glanced at Satria awkwardly then nodded.

"Where is Rifqi, by the way, Bun? Is he coming?" ask Mila.

"Yes follow him again in the same restaurant under his father, we are also family here Umrah worship as well as vacation just like you." Mila just understands.

"Where are your parents?" satria asked suddenly made Mila pat her eel, she forgot if her parents were waiting in the lobby, they must be tired waiting for her.

"Mama with Papa again in the lobby, if so I say yes first Mother, mas Satria. You see Mama Papa has been waiting there," said Mila politely.

"Yes, please, son, but we'll meet again, won't we?"

"Yes must be Mother, Mother Assalamualaikum, mas Satria."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Lena and Satria.

Meta went from there. Lena stared at the first child.

"Well, is it pretty, son?" lena asked with a meaningful smile as she watched Satria continue to look at the departing Mila.

"Oh Bun, all women are born beautiful. But according to Satria, Mommy is the most beautiful woman in the world" said Satria while hugging Lena's arm.

Lena chuckled softly, "You can, let's go down, I'm sure Rifqi's dad is waiting for us." Satria just nodded, the two of them got into the elevator to head to the restaurant.

Mila normalized her heartbeat because she was completely shocked by Satria's presence, let alone the man's room facing his room. Is this what you call a soul mate?

"Astaghfirullah's. Okay calm down Mila, don't panic. Time so doang lo panic anyway?!" muttered Mila while shaking her head and trying to calm down.

"Why so long, son? Our company is waiting!" rahma.

"Ah yes Ma." Mila ran towards her parents, after which the three of them got out of the hotel and into the bus.

Mila's current destination and his entourage are the Al-Hada mountains. Where on the mountain can see most of the city of Mecca, before that he and his entourage bring supplies so that they are not exhausted later because they know to get there takes a long time.

During the trip to the Al-Hada mountain range, it felt like walking on clouds, full of twists and turns, typical of mountain roads.

Quite time consuming, Mila and her entourage arrived in the mountains Al-Hada. They got off the bus, Mila saw a lot of people here, she smiled then started walking towards the mountains following the old man and the other entourage.

"Mbak Mila," said Fitri, a friend of the group with Mila. He also went to Mecca with his parents.

"Yes Fitri?"

"Can we go hand in hand? Let me have a friend talk," Pinta Fitri.

"Of course, let's go together," asked Mila happily, anyway so that she also had a friend who was the same age as her. Yes, even though Fitri is 4 years younger than him.

Mila's entourage began to walk to the top of the mountain. Mila and Fitri continued to talk during the occasional trip to rest eating the supplies they brought.

Eventually the group reached its peak. Mila breathed a sigh of relief, finally reaching the top of Al-Hada mountain safely.

"God willing, look from above here we can see the clock tower located in the Grand Mosque" said Fitri enthusiastically.

"Yes God, it's really very beautiful" said Mila.

"It's true, so it wasn't in vain that our trip was."

"That's very true." Mila also took pictures of the scenery there, not to forget he also took pictures with both his parents and entourage.

After returning from the Al-Hada mountain range, Mila and the others immediately returned to the hotel because they were completely exhausted. Mila spread her body on the bed and spread out her hands.

"Can't ya as long as I'm here not meet mas Satria again?" Monologue Mila while staring at the ceiling of the room.

"But how can it? Buset in our room facing the cake!"

Mila closed her eyes because really she was also very sleepy but still had time to babble unclear.

The night Mila woke up from her sleep, then she glanced towards the wall clock showing six o'clock and forty minutes the night.

"Astaghfirullah I haven't prayed magrib!" Mila immediately got out of bed and headed to the bathroom for ablution.

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To be continued.