Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
chapter 24

Arif received the phone call with a single breath.

"Yes?" Flat sweep.

"Lu's getting on the wind now, huh, Brother?" Cold sarcastic. "Silently want to get married? Truly bold action."

"Marriage is not a crime. So why should the cave be afraid," replied Arif calmly.

A cynical laugh sounded. "I don't know this kid! Then, what about all the debts that have not been paid off."

"Lu can take all of the cave adsense results if you want. After that do not disturb the cave life again. The cave is hijrah."

"Fuck the word hijrah! Cave does not need money it– because the cave wants it Lu, tetep belongs to the cave to death"

Arif breathed. "Brody! enough is enough, Lu forced the cave to do deviant deeds. It's time the cave stopped. The cave wants a normal life."

"Normal?" He asked, before long a loud laugh could be heard. Arif continued to listen to the laughter that ended with the sound of glass objects being slammed. "I think I can live a normal life. After enjoying it all this time? Sure, Lu was able to touch Lu's wife with that filthy body?"

Arifin kontan was silent. The shadow of him who was making love with the same sex again flashed.

"Gua knows what kind of woman you want to marry. The Aliyah madrasah teacher. Baitus Safa." continued later.

The deg! Arifin's eyes widened. In fact, none of his fellow artists knew about Safa. Not even his close friends knew. All he covered for the convenience of Safa who incidentally is an educator.

"Fin, aren't you ashamed of that filthy body touching her holy? You're G*y, Fin! Men are not women."

"Brod, stop! The cave never enjoyed it. Normal men's cave. You made this gini-rich cave, b*ngs*t!!!"

"Hahahaha, keep Lu out of Lu's bounds. Realize not, Lu is too determined to marry a normal girl. Especially the Sholehah woman. He doesn't pantes to g*y rich Lu!"

"Gua's not g*y, goddamn it!" Slowly but pressing.

"Lu... GB*Y! whatagain? no normal man would do that to the same sex, Fin."

"It's compulsion, not desire!"

"Pushion? Try it again, who begs in front of the cave apartment first!"

"Damn it!!" Cussing non-stop.

Arifin's breath goes up and down. His emotions began to rise, his one hand even clenched firmly. Until his muscles are stiffened visible. It comes from his clean skin.

"Where's the reaction, huh? If he knew. What's her future husband like?"

"That's right! What do you want?! By the way, demon!" Beaver's sarcasm.

"Not to dub Daddy that way. Just go back, Fin. It's not too late, though. Cancel Lu's wedding, before things get messy in the middle. Do not make a good woman as a test event of yours that does not work it. Hahahaha– cave wait for Lu's arrival, tomorrow in the cave apartment! Then all secrets will be safe, Brother!"

"Brody, please! The cave can't do that anymore. Cave very...?"

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's... Phone calls are disconnected. Arifin lowered the thing slowly. The look on his face looked tense, with both eyes turning a pushy red.

"Diiiiisshh!!!" Arif slammed his own phone into the table. Until it was mental and fell to the floor. After he leaned over, squeezing his head felt frustrated.

Safa's face again flashed in an illusion that she created herself. That sweet smile turned into a cry of hatred. Is pointing towards it.

"YARRGGGHHH!!" Arif groans in frustration. What if he really can't provide the inner living as he should. What Brody said was right, his filthy body, was not worthy of Safa being awake and clean. But how, his marriage is no longer possible he can cancel.

For what reason, he presented it to the Safa family. In addition, he was also not able to release the beautiful lamp that was one step away from his will.

In his heart. Arifin saw the prayer mat hanging on the stainless steel pole. The place of the sarong and the prayer mat used to hang in the corner of the room.

Allahs...

As the speaker said that he often heard through online studies. Whoever is facing him is a dead end. There is no help other than Allah. So knock on the heavens of God, for the sake of asking for help.

Without a second thought the man rushed up and took the water. To perform the Sunnah prayer.

Two designs on the run. Arif sat down in a cross-legged position. Both of his eyes were wet, implying regret as well as fear.

"I really want to change, Rahman. I really want to be who I really am." Clear threads falling. Arifin in his prayer. Ask God for his best guidance. "I was expecting it, God! Don't I deserve a holy one because I'm stained?" Arif closed his mouth, his shoulders shaking violently from the broken cries.

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A knock was heard at the door of his room. His body moved, then rubbed his two eyes that felt painful.

The hour hand shows four o'clock past ten minutes. It's approaching dawn. Arif realized, all night he slept on his prostration. His body was still wearing full clothes the rest of his prayers.

"Yeahyahoo!" The call outside made Arif turn towards the door. Mother's voice woke her up. The man came out of the room to greet his mother who was already smiling when she saw Arif in his cocoon.

"MashaAllah..," he murmured.

"Mother going to the mosque?" Ask Arif.

"Yes, Son. We went to the mosque together, yeah. Better loh, than just worshipers with Pak Yono."

Arif was silent, yet in a split second he nodded.

"Arif get ready in a moment, Mommy wait outside, yeah."

"Isn't that ready?" Pointing to the clothes that Arifin wears.

"This?" Arif glanced at his clothes. "Udah kepake to sleep, Bun. Overnight I overslept wearing this shirt. Wait, yeah..."

"Yes, Son. Mother wait outside." The woman rubbed Arif's arm before twisting her body. Go first to the living room.

"Astaghfirullah al 'azim. You can fall asleep to gini." The man went back in to clean himself up sufficiently. He changed into cleaner clothes before going to the mosque with his mother.