
Sweet girl hijab maroon color, busy serving restaurant visitors. Weekend restaurants are always crowded. Keinara, who is usually in charge of delivering food, then that day he was asked to serve guests who came.
“Kei deliver this food shirt number fifteen!.”
“Siap sis..” Answer Keinara.
Keinara skillfully brought a tray of food to the table that Beno showed.
“This is my restaurant subscription, I love the menu here. Here is the Favorite menu here. I'm not mbak?.”
Ask the woman he is serving.
“Betul kak, this is the mainstay menu in our restaurant. Welcome enjoy..hopefully like.” Keinara said with a sweet smile. But the smile arrived suddenly disappeared, when he saw who the man who was with the woman. It turns out that the man called “ yang” by the woman, is Mr. Fakhri. And this woman wasn't the woman Fakhri was with at the mall. Fakhri showed a shocked expression when he knew that the one serving him was Keinara. Keinara hurried away after his task was done.
“Yang..kok bengong, ayok at try food. The mump is still warm. You must love ” Said Selvi the beautiful girl who sat in front of Fakhri.
“Iya..I tried yes.” Answer Fakhri.
“Enak right?.” Tanya Selfi who replied nod by Fakhri.
Both of them ate deviously without making a sound.
“Sel, I ketoilet first well..” Pamit Fakhri got up from her seat.
“Iya.. but don't take long.”.
Fakhri rushed to the toilet, which was next to a small mosque. The toilet is simple but clean, located not far from the restaurant kitchen.
After finishing his wish, Fakhri intends to return to his girlfriend who may be waiting for him. But his steps stopped, when he saw the figure of Keinara who was doing the wudlu movement. The net is left staring one way for a few seconds. Keinara, who unbuttoned his hijab, made his chin and white neck visible to the play boy who stood not far from him.
“It turns out besides being beautiful she is also alim, my dream wife candidate is he.he.he..” Fakhri Gumam.
He had wanted to pray after taking Selvi home, but he canceled his intention. It turns out Keinara has been his motivation to accelerate prayer. The man who seemed to have become an admirer of the beautiful courier, rushed to take the wudlu. Taking the opportunity to become a priest for Keinara. He was sure the girl would not refuse him, given the merits of congregational prayer.
Fakhri stepped closer to the mushola and entered it. Right next to the entrance, the keinara was using mukena. And the girl looked shocked at the presence of the lazy man she saw. The eyes of the two met for a few seconds. Without hesitation Fakhri approached Keinara.
“I want to be your priest, can I?.” Fakhri said softly and with the sweetest smile he had.
Keinara fell silent confused and did not intend to return Fakhri's smile. There is no way that he rejects people who intend to add to the reward of prayer for him. Without looking at Fakhri Kei nodding allowing sign.
Without further ado, Fakhri took a position in front of Keinara. The atmosphere was silent when the two began to frown with their prayers for up to a few minutes. After the prayer, the two fell silent again. Focus on their prayers.
His desire to become the prayer priest of Keinara has been realized. But apparently it hasn't made him move out of place. Fakhri turned his back to Keinara. I mean, get Keinara to talk. But just as he turned around, Keinara had prepared to come out of the mushola.
Without a word, Keinara stepped away leaving Fakhri who was immediately disappointed. Because his intention to apologize to the girl failed again.
“I just wanted to apologize, but he never gave me a chance. But I won't give up, surely one day I can get his forgiveness. Gratitude at once can get his heart..he...he...." Mumbled Fakhri who finally re-elected the restaurant.