THE SOUL OF MAYRA

THE SOUL OF MAYRA
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His eyes twitched and immediately turned to the source of the melodious voice. A smile on the corner of his lips. His eyes caught the figure of a white-cloaked girl who was solemn' sitting on her maroon prayer mat.


Subhanallah. Almost every time I wake up in a third of the night, I hear Mayra's beautiful voice. I heard it, God willing.


inner Ana in heart.


"Shodaqallahul 'adzim" Mayra finished chanting the Holy Quran.


Ana immediately rushed to the bathroom to take ablution water and then did her tahajjud worship. When Ana comes out of the bathroom, it appears Mayra is tidying her face and clothes into a suitcase. Actually Mayra does not come home tomorrow, but he will go home the day after tomorrow. However, he chose a line of stuff today.


"May, you came home the day after, right?" asked Ana with a radiant and fresh face.


Mayra nodded, "I will enjoy a day here, before returning home."


"Ooh so, hope you enjoy the rest of your day here huh. I will pray tahajjud first," said Ana Dibangguki Mayra.


"Please, An!"


In the morning, the sun had risen to shine on the earth in place of the moon. Today Mayra looks to take Ana out of the dorm, because today Ana is going home to her hometown of Malang. There was a strand of novelty there, they ended the parting by hugging. Ana looks teary as she hugs Mayra.


"Afwan, Anja. I'll give you that do'a, hopefully we can meet again. Forgive any actions or words that might hurt your heart, An. Ilal Liqa'i wa ma'as salamati (Be careful! and good luck to the destination)" Mayra replied.


"Shyukron, May. Assalamualaikum"


"Girishal"


After Ana's departure, Mayra chooses to go to the Giza pyramids. I don't know why Mayra likes the place so much, it feels like she wants to go there every day. Arriving at the pyramid of Giza, Mayra went around the place. The hot atmosphere of the hot sun was so pronounced, it was fortunate that Mayra was not wearing dark-colored clothes today.


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The Soekarno - Hatta Airport...


Seen a hijab girl set her feet there, it also looks like she is pulling her suitcase. Not to forget the tootbag hangs on his left shoulder. The girl was Fara, today Fara arrived at the homeland. There was a tinge of longing when he arrived at the homeland, he was finally able to set his foot on the homeland as well today.


Fara in a taxi, he went home. Intentionally Fara did not tell the house person about her return, she wanted to surprise the house people, especially her parents. After 30 minutes from Soekarno-Hatta airport, Fara finally arrived home. After the guards opened the gate, Fara breezed in.


Geck! poke!