Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
38: Starting Repentance

Azzura still remembers, when Cikho proposed to him, the man did it right on the Phinisi Ship, when they were on tour to Labuan Bajo. At night, Azzura thought there was something about why Cikho suddenly invited her out. Then in the middle of the breeze that blows strong, Cikho suddenly kneeled while holding the left hand of Azzura who was not wearing a veil at that time. Cikho immediately invited Azzura to get married, which after the man finished talking waiting for Azzura's reply, Cikho thrust a white ring with a very beautiful white gemstone. Soon enough, fireworks scattered on their boat gave off such a beautiful color. And along with that, their families who turned out to be secretly hiding at once listening, compact out. Everything was compact in favor of Azzura receiving Cikho's proposal because long ago, they were as compact as it was.

Meanwhile, applications from Excel are only covered in the rest of the cigarette asao complete with aroma. Plus, the Excel style is very rigid.

“Where?” ask Excel because Azzura is silent.

“Hihh!” Azzura scowled. “Marriage allowance for debt!” his protest.

Confused excel. “What should I do? Just tell your parents, right? Try retreating, I want to jump!” He was really ready to jump but Azzura even scolded him.

“Why?” excel is confused.

“When did it fall?” Azzura was still nagging. However, Excel who returned to shake and was ready to jump, continued to convince himself he could because he was used to it.

“Negak. I don't want to. I also do not want to marry Mas if Mas jump from there to here. It's the eighth floor, Mom. Geez, the life is neutral, even though until this second no one sells life stock.”

Excel sighed and came back looking frustrated. He took off his hat, then looked at Azzura full of seriousness. Their togetherness became silent because after the silent compact, Excel was also still waiting for Azzura's response who was busy avoiding his gaze.

“We married her in your village only, huh? Near your house there is a hotel, it looks like it's pretty good. There is a hot spring too. Invite a large family, not many people. I rented the hotel two days and two nights so that the big family can all vacation,” Excel continued really serious, but Azzura so busy whining and protesting.

Mas Aidan who was worried until he came, looked at the astonished two lovebirds who were face to face on a different balcony.

“What's up, anyway? Why do I think? His voice was astonished until the front,” said mas Aidan had arrived standing next to Azzura.

“Yes this, Mas. Marriage, like getting into debt?” lamented Azzura.

Excel already feels judged immediately, in addition to the man who is aware, he has made a mistake. “Yes sorry, Ra. I have not had the experience of inviting a married woman, let alone the experience of ever getting married.” He really resigned.

Azzura becomes staring at Excel's pity. Because if you look at Excel work hours as mafi4, it seems that the man is too busy working until there is no time to have fun. Although actually capitalized physical let alone money owned, Excel can very easily do it if you want. Especially in an era that is all sophisticated and gil4 like now, just use a device, Excel class can directly order complete package women.

Mas Aidan sighed softly. He stared concernedly at the romantic misk1n couple in front of him. The female one was too sweet, the male was too stiff like the ground in the dry season that was just plain shaken was already instantly cracked. Then after his busy life, he sighed softly and focused his gaze on Azzura.

“Mbak, mending a stiff man but very responsible at the same time a lot of money because he is hardworking, than a romantic man who looks mediocre, but originally his life is just a ride to the parents, but originally, and in other words, the man had nothing. The first is Excel, which has nothing Cikho.” Mas Aidan spoke with understanding. Then, the focus is on Excel which is still still, really stiff. “Sama-sama, Xel!”

Excel was immediately confused to get the statement. But he deliberately linked it with the advice of mas Aidan to Azzura, a moment ago. “Thank you, Mas!” He bowed slightly, three times to Aidan as a sign of his respect.

“Kan ...,” Ogre Azzura who also immediately back groaned.

“What are you doing a lot of trouble, Xel? If I see, you're like .. too many thoughts. Try, here's the story,” said mas Aidan who became sorry for Excel. He is close and ready to hear the story from Excel.

For mas Aidan, Excel not only looks too much thought, but also looks confused and mas Aidan believes it is still because of the many thoughts themselves.

“Ya already, Mas. I want to talk again with Excel,” said Azzura did not want to make Excel depressed especially he was sure, Excel could not be honest with mas Aidan.

“So, you want to marry when?” respond mas Aidan is still cross and will only leave after the two lovebirds in front of him give him certainty.

“I am whenever ready,” sergeant Excel seriously without the slightest hesitation. His gaze was on Mas Aidan. Without him noticing, Azzura who was secretly watching it to the point of being amazed.

“Try Mas Excel Salat. Curse everything that you can't possibly tell to Alloh. Insya Alloh, every curhatan Mas do will immediately become its own relief. Slowly, accustomed. And feel the enormity of the power of the five obligatory prayers in our religion,” said Azzura really softly, shortly after mas Aidan left.

Not only was Azzura's words soothing, but his gaze was so shady, softer than even the most expensive silk cloth. Amidst the gushing wind, in Excel's eyes, Azzura suddenly turned into an angel. The woman's body seemed to be giving off light. He saw the future in the eyes of an Azzura.

Stretching out her right hand, Azzura asked for an Excel phone. “This is where I downloaded the prayer reading application the same procedure for cleaning myself and the procedure for performing prayers. Fear Mas forgot because I'm sure, too long to leave the things we have to do sometimes make us have to learn from the beginning.”

“Free ...,” shimmies Excel while staring sadly at Azzura. Although both of his eyes were trembling, he also dared not look at the two eyes of Azzura who looked at him questioningly.

“Why ...? Why free?” lirih Azzura's.

Excel who did not dare to look at Azzura also said, “I have a tattoo. He said haraam, including .. worship, would not be accepted. This is also my biggest reason because I feel ..”

Azzura was busy shaking. “It was a mistake, Mas. The supposition of worship of tattooed people is not accepted by God, not true. That hoax. Now Mas dengerin me,” said Azzura who has directly given an explanation as well as a long enlightenment to Excel. The man cried down. Clear details unceasingly fall to the surface under the face of Excel.

But thanks to Azzura, an Excel actually started his worship again from a bath of repentance. An Excel cry broke after the dragon-tattooed man on his right arm completed his final prostration in performing the prayer of repentance.

In the silence of the night, Azzura also spent his time reciting after the woman performed the tahajud prayer. One thing Azzura asked this time, he wanted the Life Owner who also Controls All Life Scenarios, giving Excel smoothness in migrating as well as out of the shackles of his mafi4 world.

Amens.