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CHAPTER 44. GO IN PEACE

When the Friday prayer was finished, Bram stood up and approached the abah because he saw Abah who suddenly prostrated facing towards the qibla.

"Change?" Bram touched the shoulder of the man, who remained silent in his prostration.

The body is not moving. Bram frowned, for some reason he was feeling nervous once, he was afraid of interrupting the prostration but this had been too long.

"Change?" Call Bram a little loud despite the hesitation, some people who stood holding back their steps turned to Bram and abah.

Bram could have waited to finish his prayer, only, people had almost partially come out of the mosque but abah was still in his prostration almost 10 minutes without moving.

Bram was now completely anxious, he was sitting next to his brother, as Bram held his shoulder again, suddenly the frail body fell to the side. Lying in a state of bowing. With closed eyes, a calm countenance and a firm smile.

Abah was silent, like a sleeping person in a beautiful dream.

Bram was surprised and immediately caught the body of the old abah, some people approached saw Bram suddenly became frantically calling abah, including the preacher who immediately gathered to check the condition of the Sharif pack.

And...

"Innalillahiwainnailaihiroji..." The speech was heard first in Bram's ears made him creep, and when the word in Bram's simple words became short of breath, it felt all like a dream.

"Change? I'll get a doctor! A minute!!" Bram held the hands of several people who were about to hold his body. He lifted his body into his arms, hugging the still warm body.

"Sir, he's dead..." Khatib who was preaching patted Bram on the shoulder, his face looks regretful and lost.

Bram was glued, the phone in his hand fell, he had been trembling trying to find the name of the doctor who handled the brother. And now his hands don't even hold his own cell phone.

"Check again, sir...! Please check again, you were okay."

One of the men who followed the prayer just so happened to be a doctor, he squealed and checked carefully, checked his pulse, put his index finger in front of his nose, examined his pupils.

Bram's face tensely waited as the middle-aged man felt the neck area, precisely on the carotid artery by putting a finger on the middle neck or the bottom side of the jawabah. 

Then he turned to Khatib and Bram, and shook his head.

"He's really dead, like he had a heart attack. If you want to make sure we can get him to the hospital."

"We know Mr. Sharif well, he is a very good person, a humble person and loves God. God willing, the deceased died under the circumstances that Husnul khotimah. Let's deal with his body, we advertise his departure to til jannah, to the creator he always missed. He had gone away in peace" The sentence sounded solemn and gentle, calming the heart of the one who heard it.

Bram was stunned, he was still shocked by what he heard. As if in disbelief, just a moment ago he was chatting with abah, listening to her voice and now she was lying stiffly on the prayer mat.

"How could he have died? He just said, ask to be accompanied until the sun sinks in the western horizon." Bram gulped his saliva as if in disbelief, he really never experienced this kind of situation. His head felt empty, he was confused and claustrophobic at the same time.

"We must bring his body home and bathe him..."

No matter what other words people spoke, Bram could no longer hear them clearly anymore, only to let people swarm over him and his body.

Prayer rang out from the lips of the people, how great it was to die on a glorious day, in a place that he loved dearly, his house of worship to God and in a state of prostration. The meek Abah died in the position of worshiping Allah, in a state of servitude and submission to Allah through prostration in prayer or prostration where he was subject to his penance, is there anything beyond the glory of his death?

Bram is not sincere with his passing, but his regret is so deep because he has not granted your wish to meet Faraz, the husband of his sister, Aisyah's father!

"Aisha...what about Ayesha...?" Bram's lips move. A flash of Aisyah's face appeared on her head.

She was transfixed like a statue, her body was trembling, she did not know how to preach this to Aisyah.

The poor girl will really lose the person she holds if you leave.

"Yes, God, why did you give this much test to Aisha? How can You call the person Aisha loves the most in this world?"

(Aaaa.sorry othor, but you have finished the match in this world, God called him in the best way because you are a good person in your patience. The place of those who are patient and never complain in trials is Allah🙏🤗 paradise

There is a wonderful purpose from God why you should die before you meet Faraz and behind his death in the arms of a sinner who in the course of repentance is like Bram, believe me this novel will still try to give positive values about life to the reader 🙏🤗

Do not be angry yes, if mak othor make abah must die🙏😅)

Thank you for reading the novel and always faithful, you are the darling of othor🤗 i love you full....

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