Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 44: THE ACCIDENT

"Astagfirullah, what is this?!"

Afra's eyes suddenly sore and before long her tears have flowed profusely wet the cheeks. Her hands covered her lips so that her crying would be muffled. His body suddenly hot coldly looked at the photo that was plastered clearly in his phone.

"What is all this? Hicks .... " Afra tightly gripped her posel as if to crush him. His feet carried his body running away from the mosque. His pace grew even faster with the whirling of tears that kept dripping like rain.

WH WHY? WHY DO YOU STAND IT?! His roar in the heart. Afra felt so betrayed. His soul was paralyzed after seeing everything.

"Why Rab? Why would Ziran be so evil to turn away from me? On the grounds of working out of town turns out he was alone with another woman! Hiks ..., she's the same!!!" His murmurs kept running.

The message contained some pictures. The first picture, a pair of humans in front of the restaurant looks very happy with a smile both of them. Same with the next pictures. But the most painful thing was when the man was hugging the woman and taking her into the car.

That's none other than Afra's husband, Ziran! Her husband betrayed her. Her feelings are very chaotic, as a wife she is certainly very devastated at this time.

BUKH!

"Aaach! .. iissh," Afra hissed in tears as her knees and palms touched the rough ground making a bloody wound there.

"Astagfirullah, Buk Ustadzah!" the voice of a 15-year-old boy. The boy was wearing a special sportswear. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, Buk." He looked down and intended to help Afra stand up.

"No pa-pa, son. Hiks ..., mom's fine." Ucao Afra in the midst of his tears that did not subside. He stood on the boy's feet.

"It doesn't hurt, it's Ustadzah until it cries. Let's go to the UKS first!" His teachings.

Afra shook her head violently as a rejection.

"No need, son. I better just go home." Just now Afra was about to step up, but the figure of Jodan was already standing in front of him.

"Mother Ustadzah's hands are bleeding, why?" Tanya Jodan did not dare to approach just looking from a distance far enough.

"This is a sports teacher, his Ustadzah Buk fell because of me. I have bargained to UKS cottage but do not want to. He said he was going home." Obviously the boy was on Jodan.

Even if treated it would be of no use at all, this feeling was too painful and stifling! I hate you! Afra concerned the wounds on his hands and the wounds on the heart that Ziran betrayed.

"Your, Ustadzah?" Jodan resuscitated by shaking two hands in front of Afra's face.

Afra wiped away the tears on her cheeks and smiled at the two people in front of her.

"No pa-pa, I'll just go home, yeah. Mr. Jodan, I ask for help to convey my permission to be with Buk Roniah because I have to go home early. May Sir?" Jodan initially wanted to ask, but he understood that something was wrong with the woman in front of him. A face full of destruction and pain emanated clearly there.

"By, Ustadzah, can. I'll tell you." Afra smiled again despite being forced.

What's wrong with this woman? I'm sure it wasn't because of the wound on his hand, but because of something! Ah, Jodan, don't meddle too much in his affairs! His sweat on himself.

"Ustadzah sure you want to go home? The wound is pretty deep, Buk. We ... " The boy asked again. I hope Afra will heal the wound.

"Good mom, thanks for the attention. Then I go first, Assalamualaikum."

Afra just passed by to the parking lot. A little difficulty because his knee is sore and he is not so sure his hand can hold a good motor steering, because his two palms are both injured.

Even so Afra remained determined to carry the motor amid a state of injury to his physical and heart. He got on the bike and took him out of the boarding school.

The crying that stopped came back down. The photo continued to dance in the eye until it did not focus on the streets. And finally....

BRAK!!!

THE DUAR!!!

The clash of two hard objects happened in the blink of an eye.

- To Be Continue