The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 56: We Stay Friends

Again, Seroja's body was stunned for a moment when Fakhru ended his speech. The handsome young man who was shaleh again made his lips clenched, his tongue was dumb and unable to say anything. He was really impressed by what became the mindset of his childhood friend. And, what makes him so amazed by the way Fakhru thinks is that the man so upholds what it means to repent. Where after a sinner repents, he has the same opportunity even in terms of getting the figure of a perfect companion for life. Isn't that a source of happiness? You can go back into the fold of God's love and compassion and get the love of a perfect male-styled being.

In his silence, Seroja was caught up in his own thoughts. The darkness comes back to ambush his heart and mind. His body was riveted and frozen.

Fakhru chuckled softly when he saw Seroja's facial expression that looked so amazed. At times like this, the woman actually looks more stunning at the beauty she has.

"Hows it? After you listened to what I said, you changed your mind? And willing to welcome my feelings, Seroja?"

Seroja. Again Fakhru can only make it dumbstruck. But a glimpse of Adiba's shadow appeared filled his mind. He remembered the promise he had made from his lips. The woman could only smile knots in front of Fakhru and shook her head slowly.

"Sorry Fakhru, I'm staying with my stance. I really can't welcome your feelings. You can understand, right?"

Seroja does not even care if she is considered a stupid woman because she rejects the presence of this handsome young man. However, Seroja has a principle that the promise he has said must be fulfilled. And that promise involves the feelings of another woman. It would hurt Adiba if he knew that he accepted and welcomed Fakhru's presence. In addition, it is true what was said by Fakhru, that at this time the figure of Randy is still ruling the heart. That man's name still filled the spaces in his heart.

A sweet smile re-emerged on Fakhru's lips, to show his shaggy teeth and dimples that further added to the handsome charm of the man.

"It's okay, Seroja. I appreciate whatever you decide. Although you are currently rejecting me for thinking that you are not worthy of me, but I believe that someday, you will get the figure of a perfect man. And another one I asked for. Don't assume that you don't deserve a perfect priest. Because really, you deserve it all Seroja, you deserve."

Seroja nodded his head. "Yes Ru, hopefully someday, I find her. Certainly at the right time. Where, I have truly become a servant of God who fears."

"InshaAllah, Serohja. I will always pray for you." Fakhru looked back at the bead shade of this woman's eyes that was before him. "We're still going to be friends, right?"

Seroja smiled wryly while nodding softly. "That's definitely Ru. We will always be friends, just like we used to be. Where are you the only friend I have."

"Even if you make me the only man you love, I will also be pleased, Seroja."

Both eyes of Seroja wide and perfectly rounded. This young man again could only make him flabbergasted. "Fakhru...?"

Fakhru chuckled at once catching the annoyed expression that was on Seroja's face. "I'm just kidding, Seroja. I understand exactly how you feel for your ex-husband. May you always be given the best by God. And if one day you will be reunited, I pray that you will be reunited in much better circumstances."

"Aamiin .. thank you very much Fakhru."

A girl who had been hiding outside Seroja's house, right next to the terrace, smiled meaningfully while listening to the conversation between Seroja and Fakhru. He was really made to be amazed by what was done by the woman who a moment ago had promised to help him to be closer to Fakhru. The girl never expected that the woman would actually keep her promise.

Thank you very much Seroja. I'm really grateful to have met a woman like you. Probably a trustworthy woman.

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The sun began to show its face. The bias of the golden rays began to penetrate the windows that faced directly with the direction of the king's rise that afternoon. Provide a beam of warmth for the inhabitants of the earth, which must be a supply of spirit to climb the days.

"Bak, in front there are those looking for Seroja's mom!"

The presence of Ana in the doorway of the room, made Seroja's body that was arranging the bed, aghast instantly. He turned his head towards the source of the voice and looked, Ana was already standing in front of the room.

Seroja's forehead is slightly shriveled. He wondered who the guests were looking for in the morning like this. "Who's Sus? How come someone's looking for me in the morning like this?"

"Alright Sus, I'll be there soon. Oh yes Sister Ana if you want to cook, in the refrigerator there is tilapia fish. Made with red sauce, it looks like Alamanda will like it a lot. As for mother, let me bathe before I shop for cloth in the store across the street."

"Good Ma'am."

Seroja set foot to go to the terrace. Seen, a woman was standing in a position to back him. From his back, Seroja could recognize who the woman was.

"Miss?"

Seroja's voice managed to make the woman who was standing behind him turned around. And sure enough, that woman was Nena, one of Laura's foster children.

"Seroja!"

Nena is approaching Seroja. And suddenly the woman hugged her body tightly. Seroja was a little surprised by what one of Laura's foster children did. Because this woman was crying in her arms.

"Nena, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly crying like this?"

"Please me, Seroja. Help me!"

Seroja was slightly stunned by what Nena said. This woman asked him for help. What kind of help could he do for this woman?

Seroja broke her little embrace. "Please sit down, Nen!"

The woman named Nena was according to. He then sat on the lipstick that is on the terrace of Seroja house. Seroja also sat next to this woman.

"What's the matter Nena? What can I help you with?" said Seroja began to open talks with Laura's foster child.

"Give me a job, Ja." Nena wiped away the tears that started falling from her eye patch. And try to resist the tightness that squeezes the chest. "Since the murder case that occurred a few moments ago, all activities in this localization were forcibly stopped by the authorities. Even karaoke and massage parlors are not allowed to open. I'm confused, Seroja. I'm rattled. Not even just me. Everyone who lives around here also loses their job."

Seroja gasped at what this Nena was saying. What one of Laura's foster children said was true. Since a while ago, precisely since the murder case occurred, many women his age who were suddenly left without a job. What a state that is so contrasted with what is living at this time. When they lost their jobs, they were provided with abundant sustenance by God, certainly through sewing orders that never stopped every day.

Seroja looked at this woman's pity. His heart was moved a little to help Nena, and maybe even another Nena-Nena who is currently losing her job.

Seroja could only comment on the little sweet smile on her lips. He grabbed Nena's palm and held it tightly. "Pray me to help you, Nen."

"Thank you Seroja. Thanks!"

O Allah, could this be the right time for me to apply what is khairunnas anfauhum linnas? That the best human being is the one who can provide benefits to fellow human beings. If this is true, help me to do it Rabb.

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Seroja still rejects Fakhru ya Kak.. Hihihihihi...😆😆😆