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...بسم الله الر ØÙ…Ù† الر ØÙŠÙ…...
...Allahumma sholli a la sayyidina Muhammad wa ala ali sayyidina Muhammad....
...اللهم صلي عل سيدن Ù…ØÙ…د Ùˆ عل ال سيدن Ù…ØÙ…د....
"From today you are no longer an employee at this store Syahira," said a middle-aged woman to the woman in front of him.
Syahira stared in disbelief at his boss, what Syahira had just heard was beyond the expectations of the woman. He didn't make a mistake, so why should he be fired? Syahira is confused.
"But ma'am, what's my fault?" ask Syahira wonder.
During his work in the 'Fahsion muslimah' shirt shop Syahira was always professional almost never once made a mistake, now hearing his boss suddenly wanted to fire him of course made Syahira did not accept he needed an explanation.
"Don't you know Syahira has a lot of rumors about you having an illegitimate child."
The deg!
"I've said many times Ma'am, Arsya and Arsyi my biological children they're not illegitimate children! Mother can insult me like the original people not my two daughters," said Syahira.
"Where does anyone know all this time you do not have a husband, but your age is still young. So it's not what I said and you're not a widow."
"Stop ma'am, if Ms Linda really wants to fire me, well I'll take it! and I reiterate once again that they are not illegitimate children as I accuse them!" syahira said with a more firm tone of voice.
"You should know yourself better, Shahira!"
'Astagfirullah be patient Ra, be patient do not bring emotions. But Linda's mother was outrageous, ' Shahira was upset in her mind.
"Here's your paycheck for the whole month, I hope you get out of this store quickly."
"Thank you so much for everything Ms. Linda gave me and thank you so much for hiring me in the store. I also want to apologize if as long as I work with Ms. Linda to make a lot of mistakes, I'm sorry. Assalamualaikum."
Syahira said goodbye without looking again at his former boss, in the depths of his heart Syahira honestly not satisfied with the reason the boss fired him. But the thought of his two young daughters getting insulted Syahira clearly does not accept.
'Arsya and Arsya are not illegitimate children!' shahira was firmly in his mind. Whether it's a confession to whom, Syahira doesn't remember the details but she sure never did anything God forbid.
Out of the boss room some other employees look pity on Syahira, they are all always supporting each other.
"Where are you going, Ra?" tanya Nina looked suspiciously at Syahira.
"Where are you going, Ra, where are you going? the return hour is still long," continued Lala.
One friend Syahira again did not say a word, but he was also curious where Shahira would go, because their workplace friend remained silent.
"Syahira from today is no longer working here," said Linda from behind them.
Three of Shahira's friends turned to look at the boss in disbelief. "Why mom?" ask Bila.
"I don't want the store affected just because of the news spread about Syahira."
"You mean having a child without a husband? We don't know the real story."
"Don't interfere when, we don't know if Shahira is lying or not! Don't talk about him anymore or you guys come with me to fire."
If he immediately silenced, of course, he did not want to fate like Syahira. After that Linda passed away leaving to let them meet Shahira one last time.
"I'm all home, maybe today's the last time we meet."
"Don't do that Ra, later if we have a holiday play to your house."
"What Lala said Ra, we play sometime" said Nina, Shahira smiled kindly at her three friends.
They hugged each other. "It will not be exciting anymore if Syahira does not exist" said Bila.
"Don't Bil, I don't really want to separate from you. But I also do not want later Arsya and Arsyi even affected."
"Will you go home?" arsyi asked looking suspiciously at Syahira.
The two daughters of Shahira were sitting in chairs waiting for their mother. Arsya Zahira Khalisa and Arsyi Zahra Khalisa are the full names of the two beautiful daughters of Syahira.
"It's a pity that we're home now, saying goodbye to your aunts first," she told her daughters.
Syahira's hand stroked the top of Asryi's head, he did not want his two daughters curgia if he had been fired. One hand Syahira held tightly to her bag she felt nervous in front of the twin boy.
"Our beautiful aunts are coming home" said Arsya and Arsyi together.
"Hugs used to be the same aunt here," said Bila.
No need to wait long Syahira has brought his daughter out of the clothing store where Syahira works. The three of them walked down the street on foot.
While holding his two daughters Syahira beraja slowly staring straight ahead, the two children's eyes looked at each other see the gloomy face of their Mother.
It seems like the twins had the same thought. "Mother let's play tight!" bring Arsya.
"You wanna play in the park?" Syahira turned to his two daughters.
"Our Unda bill wants to play with a friend!" answer Arsyi spirit.
Seeing his two daughters smiling the corners of the seedlings Syahira also raised to form a line of mansi smiles.
The distance of the park with their place is not too far away, so it does not take long they have arrived at the park.
Because it is almost afternoon there are also many people who come to visit the park, especially the park is located near restaurants and cafes.
"Mother want some ice cleam?" point Arsya at an ice cream pedal in front there, the girl's eyeballs sparkling to see the ice cream is very tempting.
"By origin do not much, let's buy," Syahira asked his two daughters.
"Five kacih Unda," said Arsyi.
"Thank you mother" said Arsya also.
"Everything dear." Syahira kissed both cheeks in turn.
Rather than Arsya, Arsyi is not too straight talk he is even slurred in some letters while Arsya is only difficult to mention the letter R only.
"After that we go home" said Syahira.
They went back to their place to enjoy the ice cream they had bought.
"Bismillahi" said Arsyi.
"Try on the phone to read Alsyi's bismillah!"
"Allsyi loh, not Alsyi," said the boy did not accept the brother called his name wrong.
"You also misnamed Alsyi's sendili, so don't plotes dong!"
"Take Alsya's sister by name! Allsyi ndak want to haluc benel anyway."
Asrya stared fixedly at her sister's bead eyes then she exhaled a rough breath, not wanting to argue with Asryi herself choosing to budge.
"Mother wants to pee," said Arsya suddenly.
"Come, Arsyi's coming too."
"No, unda Alsyi au dikini caja," he refused.
"Here don't go anywhere okay, mother same Arsya to the toilet first."
"Ciap Unda," he said continue to enjoy his ice cream that is still a lot.