Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
WHEN THE SITUATION FORCES SUSPICION

The night was getting late, but it did not also make the brown-haired girl sleepy. The words of Ameer this morning are still ringing in his mind. His mind wanted to pull over, but his heart justified everything.

"What's wrong with me? Have I been wrong all this time? All this time, no one has ever rebuked my dress, including my own family, but why after getting advice from Ameer did my heart become restless?" inner Niana who is currently still sitting on her bed while leaning her back on the head of the bed.

He who is basically a Muslim like the religion of his parents, but he never once taught about the rules of religion, even though he only knows the movement without reading, he only knows the movement, even then he knew from religious lessons at his school as a child. A lecture? Do not ask again, he himself does not remember the last time he held the holy book.

"Have I been too far away from my religion and my God?" he murmured as he rubbed his eyes which began to feel hot.

The silent night is now alternating with a bustling morning of beautiful bird chirping sounds, waking Niana up with her puffy eyes. Niana did not even know the reason for crying all night to make her eyes become swollen, which she knew, almost all night her heart was restless and not calm.

As usual, this morning he had a lecture schedule, but different from the day before, this time Niana chose a more covered outfit, with a long-sleeved shirt, and long jeans. Now he walked into the classroom without saying much as usual, he no longer greeted Ameer who was in the front seat. Not because of anger, but he felt ashamed of Ameer because of the incident that happened to him yesterday.

"Pst, Ameer, don't you see? Today Niana looks different, her clothes are more covered, she is a little quiet and she does not greet you like the morning before" Jhony said, whispering near Ameer's ear.

"It's good if it's like that" Ameer replied briefly without turning her head towards Niana.

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The sun is getting higher, I see the adzan increasingly echoing as a sign of the arrival of prayer time dzuhur. As usual, students who will pray will come to the campus mosque, including Rabiah and Khadijah.

"After prayers, we eat in the canteen, I am very hungry" Khadijah said.

"OK," Rabiah replied briefly, making Khadijah a little surprised by the attitude of his friend today who is more silent.

From afar, a gentleman was walking along a street to the campus mosque.

"Hey gon, where are you going?" ask the bald guy who walks behind the gondrong with his normal hair.

"You go to the mosque" the gondrong replied briefly.

"Why what?" shouted the bald man because the longing was getting away, but suddenly he felt his head in the pit by the person beside him.

"Oh, you play a lot, you don't see the thin cave head, there are no protectors, if your hands nancep up to the cave brain how? Can error the cave," dumel the bald while rubbing his slippery head.

"It's okay to use it again, people if they go to the mosque want to pray, when they want to eat," said the normal hair.

"Laa, it's just nanya, the end of the child is not usually to the mosque, most to the mosque if Friday prayers doang," said the baldy.

"Yes maybe he has already converted times, yuk we join the prayer, the apocalypse is near," said the normal hair then went ahead of the bald.

"Yeah in the house, wait," cried the bald man as he ran after his friend to the mosque.

After performing the dzuhur prayer, Rabiah and Khadijah walked towards the canteen together, but the baritone voice of a man made their steps stop.

"Hi Rabiah, Khadijah" said the gentleman who came with the bald man and the normal hair.

"What's up, brother?" ask Rabiah.

"You've just been praying?" ask the gondrong pleasantries and answered with a nod of the head by Rabiah and Khadijah, "sama dong, I just prayed," continued the gondrong while grinning.

"Oh so this is the reason you prayed, so you can show off to Rabiah, you son of a bitch" chirped the bald man.

"Yes it's wrong, if you just want to show off, mending do not need to pray all of you," said the baldy.

"Sholat is mandatory, the key of all worship, performing prayers because they want to see others is wrong, but even more wrong if you leave the prayer intentionally. Prayer even though forced it is better than not performing prayer at all, because the prayer that was initially forced if it continues to be done will become a habit, he said, and so for those who deliberately leave prayer will become a habit and in the end consider prayer as a burden," Rabiah said making the three men immediately speechless. "Sorry brother, we'll excuse you first" continued Rabiah then pulled Kadijah's hand leaving the three men.

"Elu anyway not in the filter, got your checkmate," said the normal hair to the baldy.

"Yes yes, wrong cave," grunted the bald one, while the gondrong was still looking at the now distant Rabiah with a faithful smile attached to his face from earlier.

"Woy, daydream you," said the bald man.

"Gua was amazed by Rabiah, already beautiful, sholehah, smart again," said the gondrong.

"Oh my God, woy, he's married, '" said the normal hair, making the gondrong's smile disappear instantly.

"Good God the cave forgot, I'm heartbroken again," he said languidly while holding his chest.

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After going through a series of activities that are quite crowded on campus all day, Rabiah has now returned home with a lethargic face, and, his heart was really restless and not calm to make him often silent when in the crowd, including when with Khadijah.

Already a few days, Kamil often overtime, even as scheduled in a week, so that in a week he only met her husband 3-4 times at night. And as always, because Kamil was not overtime yesterday, so tonight Kamil is back overtime.

Rabiah glanced at his wall clock which now shows at 7 p.m.

"Shall I go to his office Kamil only once well, bring him food," his monologue nodded with his optomist smile.

After preparing everything, Rabiah now leaves for her husband's office by using an online taxi. Arriving in front of the office, Rabiah went down and observed the quiet surroundings of the office, even from below he did not see any lights that lit up inside the tall building. In the car park, she did not see her husband's car.

Not wanting to draw a conclusion, Rabiah still wanted to try to check it directly into Kamil's room, but his steps stopped when the security guard who was standing guard held him.

"Where's the deck going?" ask the security guard.

"You're coming in, Kamilnya sir is inside right?" ask Rabiah.

"Sir Kamil? Mr Kamil has been home since this afternoon deck, is this the who will?" ask the security guard who does not know Kamil's wife.

"Have you been in the office a lot lately?" ask Rabiah who ignored the question of the security guard.

"I never saw Mr. Kamil overtime during this deck, as far as I know, Mr. Kamil always came home on time," replied the security guard.

Deghs

The anxiety that had disturbed his mind since then is now increasing when he heard the words of the security guard. Rabiah wanted to think positively, but this time the situation forced him to feel suspicious.

"What's this about? Why would Kamil lie to me? Where's Kamil been all this time?" inner Rabiah with a heart that rumbles and tears that begin to pool in his eyes.

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