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Two more hours down the desert by bus, finally the group of Faris and Aisha arrived in the city of Makkah.

Their hearts trembled even more when from a distance there were already a lot of pilgrims with their clothes walking in one direction.

Because the clock shows that it is almost entering the dawn time, the bus they are riding on cannot get close to the hotel, because the sea of humans cannot be missed.

As a result they had to walk to the hotel which was approximately three hundred meters away.

“Ica want Big Brother?” whispered Faris could not bear to see his wife who was like tired.

“This is in Makkah Bang, not in front of the complex.”

Faris suddenly laughed with the answer of his wife, he forgot if during the Umrah procession then they have to keep and refrain from the couple, or he will be charged dam(fine).

Arriving at the hotel lobby and getting the room keys, all worshipers go directly to their respective rooms.

Lucky Faris and Aisha can room, because from the beginning Faris has requested to room with Aisha, with the reason she can not sleep if there is no scent of the wife.

“But please hold yourself yes sir, do not let umrahnya void.” Message ustadzah party travel that makes Faris only grimace scratching his nape that does not itch.

That morning Faris and Aisha prayed at dawn in the hotel room, because when they arrived, the road to the mosque was closed. After that they immediately breakfast and go to the mosque to perform the obligatory umrah.

***

As usual Ayla just out of her class, courses in business management majors are always draining her brain, making her stomach ask to be filled afterwards.

“Ayla!”

Ayla turned her head when her name was called.

“Wanna join?” (You want to join?)

His tongkrong friends who are the majority of Caucasians invite him to hang out together, if he used to be the leader, but now since knowing Gus Hasan he is no longer interested in such things.

“No thanks, I have to go,” reject Ayla who is very unfortunate by her friends. (No thanks, I have to go).

For the first time Ayla went to the campus cafe, feeling like an ordinary student who was not much neko-neko.

He had just ordered food when he was suddenly startled by the figure he had been avoiding lately sipping his drink with the slightest gaze not turning from the book in his grasp.

“Kok he can be here anyway,” his grunts turned away and covered his face with his bag.

Ah he forgot if he was a college student with that guy. Although different faculties, but did not rule out the possibility if he could meet with him.

Ayla took the initiative to turn around, with a limp she walked on tiptoes so that someone did not realize his presence, unfortunately he was late, someone first knew his existence and called his name.

Ayla further accelerated her pace regardless of the call from the man.

“Hulya Ayla Filiz!”

The loud voice was able to stop his steps instantly and make the entire cafe turn towards him. Makes Ayla unwillingly approach the person before he acts more shamefully.

Since Ayla did not make a single sound, she just kept her head down while stirring her food, not even daring to raise her face.

The shadow of last night's events kept swirling in his head, he tried to remember what he had done, what if he did something embarrassing to Gus Hasan last night?.

“Aaaa...,” cried Ayla immediately hid her face on her arm resting on the table.

Suddenly the entire cafe again turned to the men and women who were sitting in the corner of the room, yes they, Gus Hasan and Ayla who are now the center of attention.

Gus Hasan tried to shake Ayla's arm that never showed her face, worried that people would assume that they were lovers who were fighting.

Suddenly Ayla rose from her seat, making the chair she was sitting in slightly pushed to cause a scream that of course made people who had been watching them frown ever more. Some even whispered to each other.

“I can't, can't ..” said Ayla shaking her head in panic, making Gus Hasan even more confused.

“Hulya, hey, what's wrong?” Gus Hasan got up from his chair. (What's up?)

“Ma-sorry San, I have to go home. Consider aja semalem nothing happened. Thanks for the invitation semalem.”

Hurriedly Ayla grabbed her bag and ran out.

“Hey Hulya! Hulya Ayla Filiz!” shouted Gus Hasan who was not touched by Ayla, he actually accelerated his steps.

“What is the effect of semalem alcohol is still not yah?” muttered Gus Hasan was completely confused by Ayla's attitude.

***

After breakfast, Faris and Aisha's entourage prepared to meet the Kaaba and begin the thawaf.

Before starting to carry out Umrah, the group is divided into several groups. Faris and Aisha are in a group that is mostly married couples, their group is led by Mr. Said, the business of the travel party.

In Indonesia, most often assume that contact between husband and wife can cancel wudu. When the manasik, many people asked this to Mr. Ustadz.

The answer, as long as there is no sense of gratitude, then the contact between husband and wife does not cancel the wudu or other activities that require ablution. Similarly, if the husband and wife join hands during berhawaf, sai, or other worship activities.

Like Aisha and Faris who had never let go of their fingers for a second because of their separate worries. Both are grateful because Islam provides a lot of convenience to all of them.

And finally they looked at the Kaaba, the Temple, the house of God. Which became the center of the direction of all Muslims around the world to perform prayer.

Mr. Said guided the first prayer of seeing the Kaaba, while the eyes of Faris and Aisha were still inseparable from the Kaaba. Thankful that both were given the opportunity to set foot in this glorious house of God, especially now that they are standing with a loved one.

Mr. Said then gave a warning to start the thawaf, and they headed to the Ka’bah courtyard.

Bismillah, Allohu Akbar, so fear them. Surrounding the Ka’bah seven times starts from the aswad, counterclockwise so the Ka’bah is always on their left side. The group of Faris and Aisha merged with those who had already performed thawaf first. Talbiyah's reading was simple, while Aisha increasingly tightened her grip on the husband, worried about seeing the hustle and bustle of humans milling about.

Round by round they passed, Ka’bah shaped cube that looks very small seen from the vastness of the Grand Mosque. The Kaaba was covered by a kiswa cloth made of black silk and embroidered calligraphy of embossed gold on its top.

The rising Mentari witnessed a sea of people with various races and ethnicities that blend into one, reading prayers in Arabic with the accents of each country, he said, all felt close to the Creator because they were in the Temple, the House of God.

Approaching the Aswad Hajar, the black stone recounted was sent down from heaven through the angels Jibril, Faris and Aisha each chanted a solemn prayer, huddle with the sea of humans that increasingly feel crowded because of the many people who want to approach and kiss Hajar Aswad.

In the midst of solemn Aisha praying, her net caught the figure of the boy she saw on the bus earlier, which always made her heart tremble just by looking at her face. With agility the boy accompanied the step of the grandfather to fight, his face looked very peaceful, like a little angel who was glorifying his Lord.

“Allohu .. grant from my womb the figure of the little angel who always berasbih on You,” lirih Aisha with a face that feels wetter, staring at the poignant boy and his grandfather who are getting away from his sight.

***

Patience Aisha hopefully quickly answered because her prayers fit in maqom ijabah 😇

Make Gus Hasan please sensitize Yes Gus 🤣

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