
Alan fell asleep in Alena's arms from crying for too long, his eyes that usually stared intently at his enemy now became puffy because they shed too many tears.
the normally flat face with no expression now became red from feeling
guilty of that event.
Alana POVs.
it felt like I could not see the tears that kept falling from her eyes .there was pain when I saw her crying to a whim.
my heart felt sliced as he said so softly with tears constantly falling.
I did not expect that behind his arrogant nature there was a child figure who continued to miss his mother in him.
I could only pat her on the back so she could be calmer, and it turned out that she was asleep from shedding too many tears.
I wiped away the tears still left on her face.
'you love each other but are afraid to start over.' thought Alena.
then I close my eyes so I can live tomorrow well.I also go into the subconscious.
POV author.
the next day .
after breakfast Alena and Alan go to the mosque where Alena used to learn to be a Muslim.
they wear casual clothes ,Alan was wearing long jeans and a short-sleeved white T-shirt actually Alan did not know what to wear when going to the mosque and it is not possible that he was wearing formal clothes .
while Alena wears a blue robe with a pink hijab and a little natural makeup polish.
Alan and Alena began to enter the mosque and it turns out there are already beak men Bayah who may have been half a century looking at them with a sweet smile.
"assalamualaikum ustadz" said Alena politely.
"waalaikumsalam wr wb, wah nak Alena has changed greatly yes now" said the ustadz while praising Alena's clothes which are now completely covered.
"as I said on the phone yesterday ustadz I came here to ask ustadz to teach my husband to be a Muslim" Alena said, pointing to Alan beside her.
"Alan, ustadz." said Alan extending his hand toward the ustadz.
"ustadz abi.why do you want to convert?"ask ustadz abi after shaking Alan's hand.
"because I want to be a good priest for my wife" Alan said honestly while holding Alena's hand.
and a very sweet smile from Alena.
" subhanallah, you have a wonderful husband" said ustadz abi, patting Alan on the shoulder.
"let's have Alan sit down first."they sat in the mosque.
"all right first let's read the two sentences of the creed first as a sign that you are already Muslim, you follow my words yes son Alan." said ustadz abi.
"well ustadz." replied Alan.
"ayshadu an laa ilaaha illaallallah" said ustadz abi.
"ayshadu an laa ilaaha illaallallah" said Alan following ustadz abi.
"wa ayshadanna muhammadar rasullulah." continued ustadz abi.
"wa ayshadanna muhammadar rasullulah."
"i testify that there is no God but Allah."
"and I testify that the prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah."
"and I testify that the prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah."
"Alhamdulillah now want Alan officially Muslim." said ustadz patted alan's shoulder.
alena's tears fell when she saw that her husband was really a priest for her.
"all right let's take a bath first son Alan I will teach the procedure.and son Alena can wait here first yes" said ustadz abi.
"well ustadz "answer Alena .
"let's Alan."
"yes ustadz."
Alan and ustadz abi passed away leaving Alena .
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an hour later.
Alan and ustadz abi re-entered the mosque.
hearing someone enter Alena looked up at her head to see who was coming.
Alena rounded her eyes to see who came not only round eyes but Alena's mouth had made the letter O .
"subhanallah." said Alena normalizing her facial expression.
how not Alan came wearing a sturdy shirt and wearing a sarong and do not forget the black skull that perched sweet on his head.and another water ablution that still dripped on his face.
what good is the Lord where else have you lied.
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