Hijrah in the Way of God
Gathering

A small restaurant looks crowded. A simple restaurant with an extraordinary menu that is indeed a lot of people who like the food. One of the most popular menus is made by Bu Fatimah. The owner who owns the restaurant.

Although the restaurant is small, but the income is good.50y million ordinary days such as Monday to Friday and 100 million and above if Saturday, week and red date.

The restaurant has ten employees. Two cooks, two helpers, five waiters and one cashier.

"How's your mother doing?" asked Rahma the restaurant owner to one of the waiters there.

"Alhamdulillah is now quite healthy, Buk," replied Rara.

Rara just started working again today after a week more off work because she accompanied her mother who was hospitalized. The 18-year-old girl worked at Rahma's restaurant a few months ago after graduating from school. The girl did not continue her education because it did not have a cost.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon the little restaurant will be temporarily closed. Rahma invited the workers there to pray together which will be imitated by Yudi. The cook at the restaurant.

Azaan was heard by Yudi. Everyone listened to him with kyusu'. The young man who was only 20 years old had a good voice as well. His voice was not bad.

After the Ajan is finished, the prayer and qomat are continued. Only then did they pray together.

"Audzubillahiminasyaithanirrajiim ... Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim. Alhamdulillahilladzii .. anzala'abdihil. Walamyaj'allahuu 'iwajaa."

The voice of Rahma recites the letter of alkhafi. That beautiful soothing voice always makes the person listening calm down.

"Tomorrow Desi's turn to teach ya," said Rahma after finishing teaching. Teaching after prayer is often done. Those workers will get their turn in teaching. And those who are less able to read the Qur'an will certainly be helped by Rahma and the other workers. It is certainly the duty of a Muslim not to help in matters of goodness.

Desi nodded, "Yes, Buk" he said with a polite smile.

* * *

"Lo sure the food here is delicious?" tanya Ridho was less sure. The young man looked around and only one table remained. It felt strange why a small restaurant like this was rame once. He said there was nothing special about the restaurant he went to.

Indra seemed silent for a moment. He dragged Ridho to an empty table there. "Lo sit down first. Ntar later if you have tried the menu here must be addictive," said Indra. A few weeks ago Indra visited this restaurant and the menu was very snug on his tongue. That's why he invited Ridho to eat here again.

Ridho seemed to be flipping through the menu book. His forehead frowned at that 'special hodgepodge' that he saw in the menu book.

"What message?" ask Indra. "Today let me treat you," he said proudly.

"Gue wants this message," replied Ridho referring to the writing 'special hodgepodge' in the menu book.

Indra looked astonished. Why of the many foods why his friend chose a hodgepodge.

"There is no better food. Time yes I just treat lo gado-gado," said Indra. He hoped that Ridho would choose a rather expensive meal at the restaurant. "Message other foods that are more expensive that.Tenam lo will not make me bankrupt."

Ridho rolled his eyes puffed. Indra has a lot of money now. But why should you be so pretentious. What's wrong he chose gado-gado. Why should protest. The one who eats hodgepodge is not Indra. "Gue likes hodgepodge," Ridho replied briefly.

Indra sighed then called for the waiter to order food. The waiter recorded all the orders and passed away.

"This is the order" said Rara smiling kindly. He put the food on Indra and Ridho's table.

"Thank you" Indra replied.

Ridho started tasting the food he ordered. Instantly his eyes widened. This reminds her of someone. With greed he ate the hodgepodge made Indra astonished. How many days had his friend not eaten. It really is pity.

"What a laper, bro?" tanya Indra saw the plate containing the hodgepodge was empty. That was how his friend ate. He had just eaten two tablespoons of his food. It's really magical.

"Keep if not laper. Why do you eat like a hungry person. So good to finish the food." Indra was sure his friend was lying. He was ashamed to admit that he had not eaten for a week. That must be Indra's mind.

"Nob."

That was the answer from his best friend. But Indra was really unsure. Ridho is actually honest. He said what he felt when he ate the hodgepodge.

A moment later Ridho's heart heated up when he saw two people in the corner chatting. The two looked very close. Unknowingly he slammed the glass on the table. He was angry very emotionally.

"Maybe there's no hope for me."

All eyes were on him. Many think that the handsome young man is affected by mental disorders.

"It's a shame to be crazy."

Visitors were whispering about the young man.

"What's this?"

That sound. The voice that Ridho missed. The voice that Ridho had long wanted to hear. The voice of the girl he loved so much. He still loves that girl.

Ridho shed tears then rubbed it rough. It really hurts. Seeing the girl with another man. Dimas. The man was Dimas. I think he has managed to win the heart of the girl of his heart. Dimas is a lucky guy.

Slowly Ridho turned his body towards the girl. He had to hold himself back from looking pathetic.

Rahma looks surprised and happy. Ridho is back. The young man who missed him. But he realized he did not deserve to be with the young man.

"Ridho," he mumbled. He couldn't hold back his feelings. He really misses. Five years is not a short time. He waited a long time to meet the young man.

Ridho looked at Rahma then turned towards Dimas then left.

Indra caught up with Ridho after paying food to the cashier.

* * *

"Rahma are you not pa-pa?"

Dimas looked worried. From then on the girl just silently stared.

"I'm not pa-pa." Rahma stood up from her seat. "I want to go home" he said.

"Let me go," Dimas bargained.

"No need. I'm going home by myself."

* * *

In the taxi Rahma still looked dreamy. The meeting got him thinking. Unknowingly her tears were dripping. "Sorry." That was all that was thrown into his mind. Her feelings are really upset right now. He really misses that young man. Very homesick.

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