Hijrah Love Mafia
Chapter 25

He got out of the room spontaneously. It felt, the room turned stifling. The pain in his heart began to rise. The demon who watched Asiyah leave just chased after her.

“Asian! Where are you going?” Dewangga was surprised to see the spontaneous Asiyah attitude.

Asiyah ran very fast. Her tears were at the end of her eyes. Asiyah paid no heed to Dewangga in the least.the man continued to pursue Asiyah.

Asiyah went back upstairs. She was going to meet Askara, her husband. Asiyah directly entered the Askara room just like that. At that time, Askara was in a break. Hearing the arrival of Asiyah, Askara immediately woke up. Asiyah then sat down next to Askara.

“Mas.” Now the tears are slowly dripping.

“What's up?” Answer Askara slowly. His condition is still weak.

“Ica has decided.” Say Asiyah with sobs.

“Really? You sure?” Ask Ask Askara.

“Ya, Ica is confident and round with the decision of Ica.” Answer Asiyah.

“Then what's your answer?” Ask Ask Askara.

“Ica will remain with Mas no matter what happens to Mas. Ica will be loyal to Mas, both in good times and difficult. In the airy or narrow. Ica will devote Ica's life as Mas's wife a.” Asiyah. Matannya. His face showed seriousness in his words.

Hearing that Askara was happy not to play. for him it was the best medicine he received while here. After hearing that it felt like all Askara's wounds so healed instantly. It was as if there was no pain or burden in his life.

“Do you mean what you said just now?” Askara is half in disbelief.

“Ica mean it Mas.” Asiyah reassured.

“I'm really relieved to hear it.” Say Askara with a light breath.

Askara then held onto Asiyah's cheeks gently and looked at her with solemnity. Asiyah stroked Askara's arm and looked at her with a soothing look.

The neighbor listened to all the words of the two of them from behind the door. His eyes turned hateful at that moment. He then spit to the left and left the room.

“Nothing, still no other time.” Said Dewangga with his cynical tone.

Before long, Mom and Dad came into the room. Father and Mamah were shocked when they saw Askara and Asiyah who had returned to look good. Mom and Dad smiled warmly.

“Nak.” Mom sat down next to Asiyah.

“Mah.” Asiyah then kissed Mamah's hand.

“You've decided?” Ask Mamah.

“...” Asiyah then nodded slowly.

“What's your answer?” Ask Dad curious.

“We stick together.” Askara answered him.

“Really?” Ask Mom and Dad at the same time.

“...” Asiyah looked at Askara, and vice versa. They then nodded at the same time.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Mom was happy to hear it. Mom and Dad will always pray for you, may your household last ya Yah?” Mama.

“Iya.” Answer me with a happy smile.

“InysaAllah, Ica is ready with the risks that Ica and Mas will face. Even if you have to stay here for a long time. During Ica with Mas and Mas ridha with Ica, InsyaAllah Ica received.” Answer Asiyah.

“Yes already, then now you guys rest. Tomorrow we think again of the way out.” Mama.

Askara and Asiyah then glorified.

“We are out now yes. Son-in-law, we leave Askara to you yes.” Saying Father.

“...”Asiyah nodded gently. Mom and Dad went out of the room.

Asiyah was about to move, Askara then held onto Asiyah's arm.

“Where are you going?” Ask Ask Askara.

“Ica to take wudhu Mas. Ica to pray.” Answer Asiyah.

“Wait, I also want to pray. Guide me to prayer.” Say Askara with teary eyes.

“MashaAllah.” Happy is not to hear that. Asiyah immediately bowed in gratitude at that very moment.

Askara then helped Dad to take ablution. Aschara and Asiyah prayed.

After the Asiyah prayer, he kissed Askara's hand.

“There's something I want to tell you.” Askara.

“What Mas?” Asiyah then sat down next to Askara.

“This is related to Abi mu. More precisely, the reason why your Abi suddenly entrusted you to me.” Askara.

Asiyah then quietly listened carefully.

“I first met Mr. Sharif at the Mosque near your house. Coincidentally at that time I was scouting targets that became the hunt of mafia groups. Suddenly Mr. Sharif who came from the direction of the mosque approached me. ‘Nak, let's pray together’ that's his first word to me.”

“I then just follow it. It turned out that he was also the imam of the mosque, his voice was so melodious, and it managed to touch into the recesses of my heart. After the encounter with him my heart became restless. I don't know why, but it feels like something's stuck.”

“After the time we meet again. Mr. Sharif was looking for his lost cat, and coincidentally at that time I was also in the area, I was suddenly approached by a cat asking for food under my feet. I gave the chicken from my plate to the cat. The cat then took her away.”

“Tak long the cat came back to me again, but with Mr. Sharif behind it. He said this : ‘my cat has stolen chicken from this place to eat, so I came to compensate’ I immediately spontaneously told him that I deliberately gave it, I did give it, the cat didn't steal it. After that incident, somehow we so often met.”

“Such as when I was disguised as a donor for an orphanage in the area. Actually, I'm being tasked to launder funds from the mafia. I then donated money from the mafia to the orphanage with a number that was not playing games.It also happened to be Mr. Syariflah who became the caretaker of the orphanage. Somehow I always met him in a condition that seemed good in his eyes, when in fact not.” Askara.

“Maybe it's the way. God arranged so that Mas could melt Abi's heart. It was God who made Abi decide to marry Mas to Ica. God has arranged it Mas.” Asiyah answered all the stories from Askara.

“Ya may be right. And last night, I dreamed of meeting Mr. Sharif. Though, never before have I dreamed of it.” Say Askara while recalling the dream.

“What dream is it?” Ask Asiyah.

“At that time I had a dream to see Mr. Sharif in a large and beautiful park. I've never seen such a beautiful place. Mr. Sharif was sitting on a bench, and I approached him. Mr. Sharif then smiled at me. I smiled back at him too. Mr. Syarif then told me to sit next to him.”

“I obeyed him, he then took out a Koran. Said like this : ‘hold this with my son Asiyah, I leave my son to you. Lead him, with this, you lead him to true happiness.’ Mr. Sharif gently stroked the cover of the Koran and gave it up to me. I then accepted it. After that, he walked away from me. I was going after him, I still wanted to ask and talk to him but he just waved.”

“when I ran and yelled’wait’ Mr. Syarif said like this: You don't have to be afraid, as long as you hold it tightly with your wife, you will definitely come here and meet me again.’ Mr. Sharif then disappeared among the white light that was so blinding to me and after that I also woke up from my dream.” Askara.

Hearing the explanation from Askara, Asiyah cried slowly. He was so moved when he heard the story told by Askara.