The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 66: About the Past - 2-

"Astaghfiullah!!"

Lily's body slightly surged when coming out of the mushola suddenly she saw a male figure in a white cocoa shirt, complete with a sarong and also her skullcap appearing from the direction of the ablution. How could Lily not be surprised? Previously, he had only been alone in this mosque but unexpectedly, there was a man who suddenly came over.

The man who is none other than Mukhlas, the first son of the owner of the kecimpring factory is seen reviewing a little smile. "Assalamualaikum, what are you doing here?"

Lily's lips are a little weird. I don't understand what this guy is asking. Why did he have to ask what he was doing in this place? It's obvious that this place is worshiping, right?

"Waalaikumsalam Mas Hotel. Hmmmmm .. I just finished praying Maghrib. Sorry, but excuse me. It's not good to leave my job for too long. Maybe if I leave my job too long, my overtime money is cut again."

The little squeak of Lily's lips instantly made a sweet smile etched on Mukhlas' handsome face. Apparently this woman did not know who she was talking to. Because actually the right to cut or add overtime money for employees is himself.

"Someone wants to cut your overtime money?"

Lily just sniffed her shoulders. "It could be like that, right? The employees in this factory alone looked so terrible when they found out that I had permission to pray for a while. Not willing if my salary is the same as theirs. What about the owner of this factory? He certainly would be more angry not if he saw his employees leave work at times like this?"

Mukhlas is still in sculpting mode hearing a series of complaints from one of his employees. But really, he could only endure the anxiety in the heart of this woman's face.

A violent breath sounded out from Lily's mouth. It seems that he will continue his words. "Huh, after all yes Mas, what does the owner of this kecimpring factory mean to build a mushola here if not used? Wouldn't it be wise if the time for prayer all activities in the factory was stopped for a moment so that all employees could pray? I'm really surprised, what does the owner of this factory mean to set up a mushola? Is it just for display?"

Mukhlas was increasingly unable to stem his laughter. In the eyes of the man, this woman looks so different. Boldly he said something that could instead be a constructive suggestion for him that is currently given the confidence to manage this factory.

"All right, let me tell this factory owner. Looks like this could be a good suggestion for the progress of the factory." Mukhlas sighed a little deeply and slowly he exhaled. "Oh yes, are you a new employee at this factory?"

Lily nodded her head. "Yes, I worked at this place for a week. If you must be an old employee?"

Mukhlas chuckled softly. It felt like he was telling the woman in front of him that he was the son of the owner of this factory. However, he did not give up that intention. "I'm just a cleaner at this factory. Oh yeah, if I may know, what's your name?"

"I'm Lily, Mas. I work in this factory with my brother."

"Oh so your brother works in this factory too?"

Lily nodded her head. "Yes Mas, she's Dahlia's sister. It's been over a year she's been working here in the packing section."

Mukhlas nodded his head, a sign of understanding what Lily said. "All right then.... "

"MashaAllah .. the voice of Adhan isya' has been heard. How is this? Because you are Mas, I will leave my job."

Mukhlas' speech was trimmed when he saw Lily stirring herself when the sound of Adzan isya' had been heard. The woman seemed to rush back to the packing room, as she almost swung her footsteps, but was immediately prevented by Mukhlas.

"Where are you going Ly?"

"Back to work? Time to go home."

Mukhlas smiled knot. "This has entered the prayer time isya', let us pray together first. Didn't you just say it's good if at the time of the reverberation, the factory activity was stopped for a moment so that employees can pray?"

"Yes, but that's the authority of the factory owner, Mas. And surely you're not the one who can decide?"

Lily was a little confused by what this man said. This man said that he was just a cleaner in this factory, but why behave like a factory official? Who can make any decision.

"You take it easy, I'm close to the owner of this factory, so this advice from you I can convey. I'm sure it'll be approved soon."

Lily gasped. "But Mas... "

"Sstttt .. already, already, let's pray isya' all. Immediately take ablution, and we pray together. I'll call some of my friends to be able to congregate with us."

Lily finally complied. He turned his heels to return to ablution. He washes the limbs that must be exposed to water to wash.

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"Oh Allah .. This is my bicycle tire why is it leaking like this? If this is the case, how do I get home?"

Lily's face suddenly pias when he saw the bicycle tire he was riding as a means of transportation to the factory suddenly leaked. His head turned to the right and to the left. The night was getting late, and the atmosphere of the factory had slowly started to quiet down. The girl was confused, who would ask for help.

"Well, shall I sleep in the factory? Oh my God, how should I? Dad and mom must be so worried because I'm not home yet? Or am I just walking? But the distance of the house with the factory is quite far, I'm sure it won't be strong."

Lily was busy monologuing softly while staring at the leaking bicycle tire. At first glance, he rubbed his frustrated face, confused about what he should do. He was so focused on the bicycle tire that he did not understand if a man was behind his back.

"What's Ly?"

Again, Lily's body immediately surged as the vibrations of a male's baritone voice began to seep into his sense of hearing. Lily turned to the source of the voice and saw the man she had met at the mosque coming back to her.

"Mas, could it not be if you didn't surprise me? This is the second time you have surprised me like this! Fortunately I have no heart disease. If I had, I'd be rushed straight to the ER!" murmured Lily with a slightly irritated look on her face. How not to be upset if it has not been up to a day, this man suddenly came to surprise him.

Mukhlas. Seeing the face of this slightly upset girl actually gave off an aura of her beauty. "Sorry, sorry, I accidentally Ly!" Mukhlas linked his gaze towards the bicycle tire belonging to this girl. "And your bike is leaking?"

Lily nodded faintly. "Yes, my bicycle tire is leaking. I'm confused how? Where the night is getting late, mom and dad must be worried."

Shamelessly, Lily poured out her heart. The contents of the heart that worried his father and mother who might be currently also filled with anxiety waiting for his return.

"I'll take you home?"

Without much thought, Mukhlas volunteered to drive Lily home. It felt like he also could not bear to let this girl go home alone in the late night like this.

"Already, already, for now, I don't accept a rejection. You wait here for a minute, I'll get the bike first."

Not yet had Lily chimed in Mukhlas' words, the man had already taken a thousand footstep to take the motor he put in front of the building which was the place of the higher-ups of this factory. Lily was a little astonished, if indeed the man she just knew was just a cleaner, but why did he put his motorcycle in the place of the employees? But hurriedly he threw away all his thoughts of astonishment. The most important thing at this time he had to be a lot grateful because there was someone who would be a helper for him, to be able to deliver him back home.

Not long after, Mukhlas came back to Lily. He held out his helmet towards the girl. "Wear it and get up. I'll take you home."

Although still plagued by unpleasant feelings, but Lily's hand outstretched to receive the helmet extended by Mukhlas. Slowly, he sat his butt in the back of Mukhlas' body and the man began to drive the motor he was driving.

"Oh yeah, why don't you put this motorcycle in the parking lot of special employees?"

On the sidelines of the trip, Lily tried to find out what was a little stuck in her mind. Mukhlas could only smile thinly behind the full face helmet he was wearing.

"This isn't my bike, Ly. I borrowed one of the sons of the factory owner's motorcycles."

Lily nodded her head. "Oh like that. Quickly, if this is your motorbike why you put it in front of the building of the factory officials."

"Indeed, you've never seen who owns the factory? Or maybe his son?"

"Not yet, I've never seen it. But listen from the employees, one of the sons of the factory owner is a very handsome man. Many of my friends often praised the good looks of the factory owner's son. Even they are competing to be the wife of the man because he said he is still single."

Mukhlas. "Do you know the name of the son of the owner of this factory?"

"Mmmm..." Lily's forehead frowned as if recalling something. "Thou... Mukhlas! Yeah, it looks like his name is Mukhlas. I heard he was named Mukhlas, but I don't know. I don't really care what the name of the son of the kecimpring factory owner is. It won't affect anything, will it? If knowing the name of the factory owner's son could make my salary go up, I would definitely remember it, hehehe!"

Mukhlas grew even more chuckling with the innocent manner of this girl who was currently sitting behind his back. Really, in Mukhlas' eyes, Lily was a different girl. This girl looks meek, polite yet so supple. That's what makes Mukhlas feel more comfortable being near this girl he just knew.

"Listen-heard the son of the factory owner was looking for a life companion. Are you interested in signing up?"

Mukhlas deliberately lured Lily with such a question. He was very curious about what this girl answered.

Lily laughed. "You are just there. Even if I sign up, I will definitely not pass the selection."

"Why can you talk like that Ly?"

"Mas, everywhere the son of the conglomerate has special criteria in choosing a companion for life. They are beautiful, rich and well educated. Yes, the son of the conglomerate made a choice to the workers like me? Hahahaha, there's only you."

Mukhlas smiled faintly.

If you know Ly, the kindness and sincerity you have can really shift those criteria. I found the criteria of the woman I want to edit in you. More obedience to your Lord. That's what made me fall in love with you. Before I didn't believe in the expression love at first sight. However, right now that expression is precisely my own.

"Mas, in front there is an alley to the right, you just go in, yes" said Lily gave directions.

"Ready Miss!"

Before long, the motor driven by Mukhlas stopped at a house that looked so simple but looked so beautiful. Because in the yard of this house grows a variety of plants such as mango trees, rambutan, and jackfruit. The trees were lined up neatly on the left right side of this courtyard of the house.

At exactly nine in the night, Mukhlas managed to send Lily home. In front of the terrace, it appears that his mother and father are sitting in a slick that seems to be waiting for the return of the princess.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Lily came home Well, Mom!"

Melati and her husband moved from their sitting position. They approached the princess who was still standing on the side of the motor driven by Mukhlas. Mukhlas also came down from the motor when he saw Lily's mother approaching him.

"Vaalaikumsalam. You finally came home, son. Why aren't you on a bike?"

Melati's forehead slightly shriveled when not looking at the bicycle that is usually used by the child. At this time, there was a man who drove her home.

"Ban Lily's bike is leaking ma'am, and Lily is being delivered by this Mas!"

Melati linked her gaze towards Mukhlas. Without a second thought, Mukhlas grabbed her hand to shake hands with Lily's parents.

"I'm sorry if I brought Lily home a little late than usual sir, Mom."

"MashaAllah .. It's okay Son. I even thank you because someone brought this Mother's daughter home. Oh yeah, whose name is your son? Lily just called you Mas."

Mukhlas smiled meaningfully. "I'm Mukhlas, Mom. Mukhlas Al-Huda, son of the factory owner!"

Mukhlas's words successfully made both Lily's eyeballs wide and perfectly rounded. He placed both palms in front of his lips to cover his wide gaping lips.

Whatisthis? S-so I was chatting with the son of the factory owner? Oh Allah ... What should I do? Where from earlier I slightly reproached the owner of this factory about prayer. Present Lily ... get ready you fired from the factory!

Lily's face suddenly pias. He can only bow his head. Shame, so very shameful. While Mukhlas could only laugh softly at the facial expression of this girl.

Would you also be even more surprised if I intended to marry you, Lily?

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Hihihihihi hihihihi nostalgic first huh Kak.. Right guesses from all readers. There is a love triangle between Lily, Mukhlas and Dahlia. InshaAllah four parts I will write for the life in the past of the parents. Until Seroja is taken away by Dahlia ☺☺☺