Istikharah Unites Us
Season 2: eps 34.

Angel arrived at the company and went straight upstairs.

It was very easy for him to go in and out of the company because he was the rightful owner.

Angel enters Anton's room without knocking on the door first and leaves Anton shocked.

“Papa.” Said Angel.

Anton widened his eyes to look at Angel.

“Angel darling. Tumben come to the company, what is it?” Ask Anton gently.

“I need help Papa.”

“What is it important? Can make Papa's daughter directly come to the company.”

“I want Papa investigating someone's identity.” Answer Angel.

“Oh, who is it?” Anton curious. “What Angel has enemies outside?” Her thought.

“I only know her name is Arfa. President of a company. I don't know the name of the company either. It's been two weeks I haven't seen it.”

“Emm. Can you tell who this Arfa is?” Anton was curious.

“Emmm.” Angel felt embarrassed until her face turned a little red.

“What daughter Papa likes?” Anton asked.

Angel nodded while covering her face.

“Alright, because he's the one Papa's daughter likes. Then Papa will definitely investigate it to the roots.” Anton answered with a smile at his daughter who was blushing.

Then Anton asks his secretary to check on Arfa's identity.

Meanwhile, Angel plays his game while relaxing until he feels bored.

“Pa, two hours have passed. Why haven't you got any news?” Ask Angel listlessly.

“Wait a minute dear.” Pinta Anton's.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck.. Anton's door was knocked.

Kreakk!! Secretary Anton went inside.

“Master, I'm sorry. I can't find any information about the man at all.” Said secretary.

“Good, it's okay.” Anton Sahut.

Then his secretary resigned.

“Haiissshh. Been waiting a long time, but not getting any results.” Angel was upset and scowled.

“Hmmmm.” Anton sighed. “It seems like he's not an ordinary person. Therefore we cannot investigate his identity.” Anton then said.

“Iya also. He does not look like an ordinary person.” Said Angel. “Yes done, then I'll just go home.” Further.

“Back home, don't stay at hotel again.”

“Iya, Pa.” Angel Sahut.

“About that Arfa, you take it easy. Papa can still ask about it to Papa.” business colleagues

“Ok. I'll wait for the good news from Papa.” Angel smiled sweetly and walked out of her Papa's office.

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The next day.

Early in the morning after the dawn prayer Zara and Zayn get ready to go to the boarding school.

“We have breakfast outside.” Take Zayn.

“Good.” Answer Zara.

During this time Zara never cooks at home because she is not good at cooking as her mother.

Zara can do other homework. But they are weak when it comes to cooking, so they always order food from the outside or eat out.

At seven o'clock in the morning they left the apartment and stopped by the restaurant for breakfast.

After that they continued their journey.

“Bang, how long is the trip to the pesantren?” Ask zara. Because it was the first time he went there.

Amir and Zayn went to school in the same school.

Zayn went to school there because the place was secluded and it was safe for him to hide from the thugs who had chased him.

Zara and Hulya also attend the same boarding school. It's just not too far from the city.

“Emm, about five or six hours.” Answer Zayn.

“Ma shaa Allah, far away also turned out. If I get sleepy later how?”

“If sleepy sleep. If hungry eat.” Answer Zayn flat.

Zara rolled her eyeballs.

“I know that too. But later if you are bored alone how?” Ask.

“Ya already.” Zara followup cuek.

After that Zara focused on staring at the streets they went through.

Occasionally Zara plays her phone to relieve boredom. Because even though Zayn was with him, he still felt bored.

Along the way Zayn just kept quiet without saying a word.

While Zayn only focus on driving and also focus on listening to songs played on the radio.

At ten in thirty minutes, Zara was sleepy and she could not bear the sleepiness. Finally he closed his eyes.

Zayn smiled at Zara who was asleep.

A few hours later.

“Zara, wakeup. We have arrived.” Zayn said as he shook Zara's shoulders slowly.

Zara opened her eyes slowly.

“Hah, have you arrived?” Ask Zara who is still half conscious.

“Iya.” Answer Zayn briefly.

“Now what time is it?” Ask Zara again.

“Here's over one o'clock. Comeondown. Prayer Dzuhur.” Take Zayn.

“I-iya.” Answer Zara.

The two of them went down and were greeted graciously by Ustadz who invited Rizky.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Ustadz.” Zayn.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, welcome Zayn.” Ustadz Ridwan. Then they both shook hands.

“Ustadz, this is Zara my wife.” Zayn introduced Zara to Ustadz Ridwan.

Zara clenched her hands together and nodded. And so is Ustadz Ridwan.

“What's lunch?” Tanya Ustadz Ridwan later.

“Not Ustadz.” Answer Zayn. “We both want to pray dzuhur first.” Further.

“Owh, fine. Please.” Ustadz Ridwan invited them both.

Zara and Zayn excuse us to go to the mosque in the middle of the pesantren.

Meanwhile, Ustadz Ridwan went into his house and asked his wife to prepare lunch.

“Lunch to whom, Bi?” Ask Ustadzah Amina.

“For Zayn and his wife.” Answer Ustadz Ridwan.

“Oh, my God. It's up.” Amina sumringah.

“Already, now praying dzuhur in mosque.” Answer Ustadz Ridwan.

“Abi, who came?” Mary asked her Abi.

“Alumni our boarding house. In shaa Allah tomorrow will be the jury.”

“Ma shaa Allah. It's been a long time, Bi?” Ask Mary again.

“Already, Nduk.” Reply Abinya. “You helped Ummi to prepare food yes.” The Pinta Ustadz Ridwan.

“Good, Abi.” Maryam.

Soon Zayn and Zara entered the house of Ustadz Ridwan.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Ustadz.” Zayn.

“Wa’alaikumussalam. Come on in here, kid. Lunch is served.” Ustadz Ridwan said kindly.

“Ma shaa Allah, thank you very much Ustadz. Afwan (sorry) we so troublesome.” Zayn.

“It's a small thing. Not troublesome at all. Come on please eat.” Ustadzah Amina.

“Thank you, Ustadz and Ustadzah.” Zayn dsn Zara.

Zayn and Zara had lunch together at a place already provided by Ustadzah Amina and Maryam.

“Ummi.” Call Maryam.

“What's up, Nduk?” Ask Ustadzah Amina.

“Now it's time to change pisp*t. But just now when I was holding her body, she had a fever.” Mary explains.

“Yes Allah. Why a fever?” Amina's Ustadzah looked panicked.

Zayn and Zara watched as they ate.

“Could his sister be sick?” Zara asked in her heart.

“Who is sick? Didn't Ustadz Ridwan only have a daughter?” Zayn also asked in his heart.