Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
21. Instructions for you to convert to Islam

"Well, what rubbish?!" Although the grandfather had asked him to open the crackle when he arrived home, in fact Joe did not obey. Because he himself felt curious plus Sandi also spoke strangely according to him.

But when opened, he actually felt confused, because the contents were an object that looked like a book that was quite thick. But there's a zipper on his side.

"What's that, sir?" ask Sandi who was curious. He turned his head back.

"I don't know, San, but it's like a book." Joe flipped through the medium-sized brown thing. His curiosity also made him open the zipper to see it. "The text is Arabic, San. But there's a translation." Joe looked at it carefully, then read the translation.

"It's not a book, sir, but the Qur'an" Sandi told the publication. As a Muslim and had read it, he could recognize it.

"Yes, this is the Qur'an." Joe found the word in there. It is true that it is the Qur'an, and coincidentally with its translation. "It is not the Qur'an that is the holy book of Muslims, is it, San?"

"Yes, sir." Sandi nodded her head, then looked back towards the front.

"But why did Grandpa give me the Qur'an? Am I not a Muslim myself?!" joe looked confused.

"I don't know, sir." Sandi shakes. "But, have you ever had indigo?" Sandi thought that Grandpa Joe meant invisible creatures, which can only be seen by certain people. Because he himself did not see anyone.

"Indigo is not able to see the subtle creatures, San?" guess Joe.

"Yes, sir." Sandi nodded.

"So you're saying, Grandpa was a delicate being?"

"Yes could be."

"But I don't have indigo. It is also impossible to believe .. the subtle-being gives the Qur'an. This is the holy book of Muslims, San," Joe said.

"It could have been a Muslim genie, who became a human being. But it is deliberately only the Father who can see it," guess Sandi.

"But strangely, San, what is the reason he gave the Qur'an to non-Muslims?! It's also free, I can't read it."

"Yes, sir. I even read an article that said that non-Muslims should not hold the Qur'an, unless he really wants to convert."

"What is that, San?" Joe quickly put the object into the crackle, then put it into the chair next to him. So that he won't hold it anymore.

"Those who want to convert to Islam. It's called conversion" replied Sandi. "But didn't Grandpa say anything to you before giving me the Qur'an?"

"He said ... This is a tool to get me to get a new wife and of course for my next life" Joe told me.

"That's a hint for you to convert to Islam" guess Sandi and immediately make Joe round his eyes.

"No need to fuck you, San!" joe loudly. He also looks angry. "My family is Christian and until then remain Christian!" added insists.

"I'm sorry, sir, not to hurt you. I'll just guess, because you yourself are close to Bu Syifa who is diverse Islam." Sandi's voice sounded soft and slow.

"We're not close. And plague my mistake, why didn't I realize from the beginning that we were different?" Joe shook his head in a doldrums, then stared at the window with his own eyes. "That's why I told you to find another woman, who looks like my wife, because Syifa's not my soul mate, San."

Sandi instantly fell silent, she felt confused to answer what. I'm afraid it'll hurt Joe again.

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"The Qur'an is for you, San" he said, then walked away.

"Yes, sir, thank you." Sandi bowed politely. He also watched Joe who had disappeared into the house. "But if you convert to Islam ... God willing, you can marry Miss Syifa. I just hope Father and Deck Robert can find new happiness, that's all." Sandi muttered to herself, then after that she got into her car.

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The next day at school.

"Good morning Miss Syifa!!" All the students in the first grade of SD were calling and standing compactly when they saw Syifa coming.

Although Syifa's lesson hours are not every day, but every morning she always comes to pass. It is also a duty as a homeroom teacher.

"By the kids too, now sit down!" syifa said as she sat in her teaching chair. All the children sat down to their seats. "Now we're getting absent, huh?" Syifa opened the absent book and the ballpoint pen on the table, then began to mention the name of the student starting from the letters A to Z.

However, when calling the name of the student who started with the letter R, Robert Anderson, who had the name did not say.

"Robert's not coming in, Mom!" sahut Baim's.

Syifa looked straight ahead and looked at the handsome boy, but she also realized that there was no Robert beside her.

"Why didn't Robert come in, Im?" ask Syifa, maybe Baim knows.

"Aku—" Baim's speech was immediately stopped because the class door was knocked from the outside.

Gts ... Gts ... Geck.

Syifa immediately stood up, then moved her feet closer to the door and opened it.

Ceklek~

Apparently there was Mr. Bambang standing in front of there, and he was the one who knocked on the door earlier. "Sorry to disturb Ms. Syifa, Mr. Joe called. He said Robert didn't come in today" he told reporters.

"Why, Sir?" ask Syifa curiously.

"He said he didn't want to go to school, Mom," replied Mr. Bambang.

"Why don't you want to go to school? Wh why? Today, there is PR."

"Yes. But Mr. Joe just said it. He said it's okay if Robert's absence is given an alpa."

"Oh yes already. Can I have Mr Joe's number? I'd like to have a chat with him about Robert, sir."

"Can. It will be noon after rest, Mom, now I teach first," suggested Mr. Bambang. After that, she left the classroom, while Syifa stepped back into her chair.

'Why, yes, with Robert? Suddenly, he did not want to go to school. I noticed that his son was quite diligent. Maybe this has something to do with his dad? What I rejected yesterday?' his mind wondered, then immediately shook his head. 'Ah is impossible, time is up.'

...Angry him, same Mother 🤣...