Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
chapter 11

For more than two hours the Ustadz Irsyad family was at Ulum's house. And go home before it gets late.

Ulum escorted out of the fence, while Aida, Safa, and Qonni only arrived at the door. Ulum was still chatting on the side of the wheelhouse with Ustadz Irsyad. The habit of the fathers before they actually separated they will chat pleasantries again.

"Fa, I want to talk to you" Aida asked as she stepped into the house. Safa fell silent and glanced at her sister who was also looking at her. After he sighed for a moment, then followed the mother who was waiting for him in the room.

"Something will get a long talk, like, from Mom." Qonni Mumbled. He put his shoulders together before sliding his eyes forward for a while, and smiled as Rahma opened the car window waving. Qonni waved his hands cheerfully.

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In the room...

"What do you want to say?" Safa asked quietly, throwing her buttocks on the surface of the mattress.

"Mom doesn't think the same as you. Why the hell do you have to tell them if you want to accompany his future wife Rumi when ijab qobul? What's it for, Fa?" He said as he shook Safa's hand.

Safa had expected, his words earlier would cause a dislike reaction from his mother. Especially since yesterday's trouble. Mom hasn't spoken to Dad for a few days. Because, the father who was too on their side and actually reprimanded the mother quite loudly after speaking with a little berating on Ustadz Irsyad who had come alone.

"Mom knows Debby too" replied Safa.

"Friends? Which friend would accept a male proposal. Though he knew, on that day the man should have proposed to you."

"I don't have a problem, Mom. Safa has iklhas."

"Well, if you are sincere, do you have to sit next to Him while waiting for Rumi to make a pledge! Don't fuck around, lah. Don't look for disease!"

"I'm not sick, Mom. What Safa did. I don't think anything's wrong. After all, a man if you want polygamy is allowed. What else is not mine? What right do I have to hate them, even to the point of staying away, ma'am?"

"You know not, anyway. Mom's heart hurts, Safa!" Aida patted her chest slowly. His voice was not too loud either. He just didn't want Ulum to hear their talk. Because it will cause a dispute between her and her husband again.

"Don't do it, Mom. His name is not a soul mate. How are you gonna do it again?"

"It's hard to talk to you or Dad. You don't understand how Mom feels." The middle-aged woman turned her face away. Turning his body slightly back to Safa. "Mom feels betrayed."

Safa smiled faintly, hugging her mother's arm and leaning her head on her shoulder.

"Safa didn't betray, Mother."

"What's his name then?" He looked back for a moment, before turning his face back. "Mommy is still hurt, but that's how easy you say you're sincere and want to accompany the woman. You want to make Mom more hurt? Seeing you accompany the girl?"

"Yes, Mom. Safa is really no papa. I just want to show you that I'm not a vengeful girl. By looking directly at the procession of their marriage contract. It will make me more aware and sincere that Rumi is not my soul mate."

"As far as you are. I just don't want to see you cry every prayer."

"No, ma'am inshaAllah!" Safa pulled her mother's hand slowly to look at her. "I'll be fine. There's God, right."

Aida took a long breath. Can no longer speak if Safa has closed the conversation with those words.

"I'm sure! there will be a time, I can find the best mate later."

"Must be better than his son Ustadz Irsyad!"

Safa smiled, gently wiping her wet cheeks. "Aamiin, I consider this the prayer of the most respected woman in the world. May Allah be wise."

"Oh my God, I hug you first. This mother's son is beautiful. Couldn't have chosen it, anyway." Aida hugged Safa's laughing body upon hearing her words. Swiping his back while continuing as he pleased. The one in my arms is no longer crying. Because he really accepted his destiny.

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A few months passed. To be exact, one Sunday before Rumi's wedding day.

Arifin has just attended a podcast on one of my best friend channels. This is the seventh time he has moved from one place to another in one day.

"Fin, straight to the cave apartment, huh?" Pinta Brody while touching the part of the male next to her.

"Gua's tired, Brod." Sighs. His head that was leaning towards the window did not turn at all. Whatever the man next to him wants.

"All the booster infusions there, create stamina. The cave is ready."

"After, there. The cave's going somewhere else." Arifin looked ahead. "Jack! descending the cave in front of the agency's Star building. Take the cave car."

"Gua wants a mind booster."

"To the mosque again. Just to sleep?!" Ask before you laugh. His large body was shaking. The tattooed large arm flexed and elbowed the chest of the Arifin field. "The Gua was afraid that Lu would linger! Haha."

The man next to her did not respond. His heart has been really uncomfortable these past few months. And their car turns into Brody's agency office.

"Lu really don't want to go in first? Rest, drinks?"

"No, the cave came late in the afternoon."

Brody smiled cynically. Then pat her shoulder. "Daddy likes it, anyway. The obedient child. Without having to be reminded. He knows his Daddy's ration."

Arifin stared coldly at the man who was slightly using masculine makeup. Although with a brew and his large body, impressed maco. Humble, too, and laughed a lot. But who would have thought, precisely the man is included in the list of people who need to be avoided. Arif waltzed off to get near his car and got inside.

The man named Brody was still looking at Arifin's car until he got out of the agency area. Afterwards smiled faintly before continuing his steps into the building.

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Cars continue to run through the capital's traffic jams. He also listened back to the results of his video the other day that was aired today.

"love us advice, dong, Fin. How to become a successful Teenigers rich, Lu."

"Goodoo, crazy! whatagain? Life is not just to enjoy. Don't just dream of being a money guy but it just wants to fall. Moreover, you are not a rich man's son. Don't be trash in the middle of the trash."

"Weeeh, so it has to be gold, yes."

"Gold! Don't be a piece of shit. Even though you have to be crazy in front of the camera."

"Haha. Always Savage, yeah. It's getting longer with Camelia. There's a problem that Lu's getting married to her."

In that session Arifin just smiled coolly not answering.

"if you're smiling, then yes."

"according, Lu? Haha."

"Wah-wah, it looks like it will be a congregation of netizens. Lia Afin wants a mirage. Whoa!" Laughs.

"Ready gift for us." Arifin blinked one eye at the camera, flirting. The boisterous reply of the people in the podcast studio.

Pic! The man turned off the video. And refocus driving.

"Married what. The cave won't be able to marry any woman" he grumbled as he ruffled his own hair.

Tiiiii! A chat message came in. Arifin glanced at the screen and instantly read it at a glance.

Mother: "Don't forget to pray, Rif. I'm going to Ashar."

A message that stunned him. His eyes returned to focusing on the road. Carry the car without direction.

I don't know, he himself forgot. When was the last time he prayed. Because, during the dark events in the High School period that made it dragged so far. Arifin no longer dared to stand on a prostration. He felt too contemptible and filthy to face the Most Holy God.

Especially if he has heard. About the kind of people in the past, who were destroyed. Isn't that a sign that he will never be accepted? Even if it was just his thinking. In fact, Allah SWT will always run more to get closer to anyone His servant who wants to return.

That's also the cause, he became numb to the name of a woman. Because during the events of the past, he had never once dared to put his heart on any woman. And began to try to enjoy his deviant deeds until now.

But, in his heart that was still normal. Arifin always felt a wedge, he also had the desire to get out of his dark circle. Although several times did not work, because every time intend to pray.

Just set foot in the mosque. His body trembled, shadow after shadow disgusting always provokes so that he does not become to carry out his duties as a Muslim. Until finally he decided to return, or at least, just sit while leaning on the pillars of the mosque.

And the result of that humiliation. Arifin's life is getting here more and more free. Especially after his achievement as a famous Selebgram with monthly income reached a nominal of billions of rupiah. The world's frenzy increasingly controlled his soul. He doesn't care anymore, whatever goes into his body. Halal or haram. After all, his life was also already more despicable than those things.

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# note: (sorry for every dialogue Arifin and his friends, I insert kata2 which may be a bit harsh. It was also my efforts have been strained, not really rude as where the Selebgrams dialogue. __🤭)