THE SOUL OF MAYRA
11 (Grandfather)

Time keeps rolling. Lately about almost a week Mayra is a little busy in preparation for the city-level race. At first Mayra objected because she was afraid that she would disappoint.

However, Aina's ustadzah still convinced Mayra with her words that until now Mayra remembered in her head. Words that made Mayra feel more relieved.

God does not require His servants to always win in this life. God only wants His servant to strive until He will determine the outcome.

This beautiful evening was stared at by Mayra with a big smile. The girl felt her spirit increase with the words of Aina's corpse that were so touching to her.

"No effort betrays results." Mayra watched as the bird flew free on the horizon. Looks like marching. "What is important is effort, let God determine the outcome of that effort."

"MAY!"

The girl in a rectangular veil of dove color who was enjoying the twilight from the terrace of the pesantren grand mosque, also turned to the origin of the sound. Kayla looked in wonder at him. Kayla with the yellow book was hugged closer.

"I guess daydreaming again in the park, it turns out to be here." Kayla reached out her hand, helping Mayra get up. "Remain on the terrace of the mosque alone?"

Mayra smiled, as usual. Never has the girl carved a smile. "Why do you know me so much, La? Is it finished?"

Mayra knows that the yellow book study this afternoon is over. He asked only pleasantries. This afternoon Mayra is indeed permission, because he was invited by Aina's ustadzah to prepare for the race that soon arrived.

Kayla wanted to answer, but she was preceded by the call of someone so loud in her opinion.

"MAYZDA ... KAYLLAA!!!"

Kayla rolled her eyes puffed. And Mayra was shrewd and could be heard by Kayla. The two men were shaking their heads because of Safa.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Safa joins Mayra and Kayla who are still on the terrace of the mosque.

"Getishalight."

"Ngapain is screaming like that tarzan, Saf!!?" Finished answering Kayla's greeting directly. Her tone looked upset, not liking to see Safa yelling like that.

"If you don't shout where do you hear, Kay?!!!" sahut Safa judes. "I said to you, wait for me!!! Why is it still left behind!!?"

Mayra sighed. It was expected that the two of them would have something to argue about. All right, Mayra understands.

"Here, here-that's just tell me to wait. It's spoiled!" cibir Kayla is not to blame. Hearing that, Safa rode apoplexy. "What wiry!!?"

"KAYLAAA!!!" Safa growled in annoyance.

"It's already!" Mayra mediates. The time is almost maghrib, and the santri-santriwati who follow the study of the yellow book are also seen to have come out. Mayra doesn't want her best friend to attract the attention of others. "Come, we're going to the dorm. Prepare for maghrib."

Kayla and Safa betsitap judges. Seconds later, the three of them headed for the dormitory because of Mayra who was trying to pull them off.

Kayla and Safa ended a small, very common debate.

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"Bismillahi rahmani rahimah..."

"Alif lam mim ... Dzalikal kitahu laa raybafiih—"

Tears fell soaking the cheeks that now began to wrinkle, not fresh and tight again like before.

Grandfatherbiscuts.

Men who soon crumble because the age is getting twilight. Her lips trembled, trying to hold back her tears from coming out. But, a drop of tears had escaped from his fertilizer. Grandfather could not hold it anymore until now, he let his tears down.

Grandpa let his tears down for a moment, then he wiped them off. Now grandfather looks a little calm even though he still feels trembling.

The Mushaf of the Qur'an in front of him was stared wistfully. Grandfather stared at the verses of God until tears came back.

Grandfather cried in silence, remembering how many sins he had committed. Grandpa doesn't know. But, he believes his sin is increasingly piling up not because of it.

Grandfather was afraid when death came, he was far from the Creator. Grandfather was afraid that the shadow of the embers of hell fire he would see when his death was dying. Grandpa was not ready to face death. Grandpa was really unprepared.

Grandpa's fear of death is so great!

On the expanse of the alphabet, grandfather sat down facing the qibla. After performing the prayer isya' grandfather was interested in opening the prayer of the Qur'an, reciting the holy verse of Allah.

But, his intention was scrapped because his tongue felt stiff and difficulty in pronouncing the holy verse of the Qur'an. And it made my grandfather's tears fall without aba.

Something impossible, death comes before the destiny that God has set. No force can change it except Allah Azza Wa Jalla.

Allah is the Acceptor of Repentance.

Better to realize late than not at all. Don't hesitate to change to a better path! Verily, Allah is the Acceptor of Repentance.

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