Hijrah in the Way of God
The Islamic The Coffee

Ruko two floors how many weeks ago Ridho bought with borrowed money from Indra has now been transformed into an impromptu cafe of religious fasting.

Walls and floors were remodeled using wood combined with modern furniture.

Some Islamic qoutes and migratory motivational sentences decorate wooden walls and tables with special paints designed with beautiful writing. Like, "Much worship in your youth. Although there are many temptations and trials when you try to live it. Force yourself to obey even if it is heavy. Because if you're old, you just want to, but sometimes you can't."

"Lo must pray so that more kece. Not in front of men, but in front of God."

"Go out of your treasure to give thanks."

"And the life of this world, is but a game and a jest. The Hereafter is better for those who fear. Don't you understand?" (QS. Al-an'am 6: Verse 32)

"God holds the life (someone) at the time of his death and the life (someone) who has not died while he sleeps, so He withheld the life (people) that He had decreed his death and He gave up another life until the appointed time. Verily, in this are signs (greatness) of God for the thinking people. (QS. Az-zumar 39: Verse 42)

"Oh man! Indeed, the promise of God is true, so let not the life of the world deceive you and do not (demons) who are good at deceiving, deceive you about God." (QS. Fatir 35: Verse 5)

The sofa and chairs were comfortable and there was a small stage in the corner of the room. Neat-lined chandelier. The front of the shop is inscribed with the inscription 'Islamic The Coffee.' The door was changed with thick clear glass. The small Musala is located on the top floor complete with ablution and toilet.

Most of the remaining rooms are filled with tables, chairs and sofas just like on the ground floor. Some of the walls are glass-fronted showing the atmosphere of the capital's streets and campuses across the street.

Everything's sorted out. Some employees have been hired to work in cafes. Islamic the Coffee opens tomorrow.

The man in black jeans reviewed a thin smile. He finally had his own business. While studying in London he once learned from a friend to an impromptu barista. Mixing coffee with flavor variants. It is unexpected that what he learned applies now. Destiny is unpredictable.

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Islamic the coffee Ridho Brochure spreads in the campus area near the cafe.

Some of them are interested and some are indifferent.

The dominant interest of them is women.

"OK, Mum. I'll try." One of them tucked hair behind his ears, trying to attract the attention of the handsome man in front of him. "When isn't it, Mas?"

"God willing tomorrow" replied the man in black. Then he seemed busy talking to explain what menus are available in his cafe.

After distributing brochures in the campus area, the white man's blue matic motorbike drove down the streets. Slip a brochure on some vehicles that stop at a red light. And finally Ridho distributed a brochure in Indra's office through his friend.

"Kehen huga ihe ho," said Tito with his mouth full of potato chips as they gathered at Indra's house. "Hue Hoain's Success, Bro."

Indra stabbed the man while protesting, "Use the food in your mouth first! New talk!"

Tito nyengir's. His teeth are still busy chewing other snacks provided by home voters.

"Aamiin's." Ridho replied with a slight laugh.

"Gue can follow nasyid no, Bro?" ask Fiko who from earlier listened.

"Emang lo can nasyid the dominant Arabic song?" Tito looked at her in doubt.

"Yes can. I'm a nasyid song lover."

"Damn." Tito's lips lifted up. Where he might believe.