
The second hour of the Network Culture course has been stretched. Dluhur enter the Earth Sciences I. There is still time for Dluhur than to go home to the boarding house which is only five houses across the alley and highway ten minutes until the walk.
Meningan prayer dluhurnya in the Masjid campus only I thought. What if you have gone home boarding, hot and hot daylight to burn the skin. Yes, I wear hijab, not too hot thinking. Semongko, my veil is tied around my neck. Hahahaha is still the era of jahiliyah. Refined Kets shoes. Berbrand Watson semongko era also he again rose a leaf at times. Tomboy Muslimah was my cover in college.
The heat is tempestuous, Solo City Lo imagine. The hot temperature is quite hot because many factories of various types stand and waste is wasted everywhere, the population is very dense.
Lovely heat and thirst, it seems good to throw it out of campus to buy food while carrying iced oranges diplastik. Later at the end if it's been in the boarding mall back to campus again. Dahhh ahhh.
I walked to the campus mosque. I took off my shoes, socks and immediately took the water, because mu'adzin had proclaimed the Adhan. God is so sweet of that voice. Like I already know your voice'adzin who almost tajwidnya without wrong. Masyaa Allah is really nice and melodious. I was amazed by the melodious voice of the Adhan's reverberator.
After taking the wudlu water I went to Shof Putri, Ku title of long prayer, use the mosque mukena and then pray takhiyatul mosque as well as Sunnah prayer four rokaat before the prayer worship of dhuhur.
Who are the mu'adzinnya ? who was the priest ? Question mark. It turns out that this mosque is so much proven by many jama'ah jama'ah jama'ah ikhwat jama'ah moreover. But Alhamdulillah everything can be accommodated mosque of this University. The two-storey mosque is located above the MENWA base camp which is adjacent to the Faculty of Economics and behind the mosque there is the Faculty of POK. Idung really because it is surrounded by trees that add fresh air around it.
"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi.." heard the greeting of the priest. This voice I muttered in my heart. Want to see who this sweet priest is. But I immediately paused my wish, because this mosque is bounded by a long curtain between the akhwat and the ikhwan.
That means he was the Mu'adzin of Adzan. Masyaa Allah Kaka who is his name. He must be a good religion. Who yes.question mark... What is necessary is like an SD child reason to ask for a signature. Ihh..shame time. I continue with the Sunnah ba'diyah prayer two rokaat, after the greeting. I immediately folded the mukena and I stored it back in the mukena closet.
I tidy my hood and slightly choked and thinned the thin brick-red lipstick onto these lips. Minimalist course powder let it look not cute and fresh. But not as thick as a walking powder shop. hihihi. there is something funny at heart if the incident happened this morning that Kak Kina suspected.
Soon I left the mosque and rushed to the stairs wearing socks and about to wear shoes. While continuing to wonder whose melodious voice it was...