Getting Married Due to Misunderstanding
7. The Mysterious

..."Not all my business you should know, Shabiya."...

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Amazingly, the Shabiya house can be converted as a beskem by our friendship. Shabiya just looks quiet outside of our friendship, the rest he is very active talking. For example, right now, he is thinking too much about his future which sometimes always misses every estimate. Destiny cannot be predicted by man. Because destiny has been established by the best planner, namely Allah swt.

"Al, how do you think I should continue with him? or am I not in a relationship with him?" shabiya asked so seriously. I totally understand where it's going. He meant it Deva. Actually I never knew what kind of person he was. And I'm also not interested in stalking how his face is out of any social media. I'm so ignorant of everyone else's personal affairs. As long as it has nothing to do with and nothing to do with my life, I choose to be very bodo. And already know a lot about the love story Shabiya so complicated made by himself.

"All those choices are in your hands, Biya. If for example you can survive with the playboy, okay. But, you have to endure a lot of heartache, because Deva's boyfriend is a lot. If you can't stand Deva's playboy attitude, you have to break up." I clearly.

"How should I go, dong?" ask again. This shabiya reflects women out there who wear hijab but still choose dating. 

"I think, just hang on. If he wants to be serious with you, he will definitely come to your house anyway."

"Is it possible that Deva would do that? All I know is Al, all the women he's been dating were never taken seriously." He said he was starting to actively overthink. 

"You can be different, Shabiya. Stop overthinking!" I said. The boy nodded his head like a very adorable kitten. 

"I'm not ready if I have to be a stranger to him. I love her so much, Al." Said. 

"That's the formula of the romance cycle, Shabiya, foreign-acquaintance-near-foreign again." 

"Yes too. But I don't want sad ending. I want a happy ending." He said as he fiddled with the ballpoint pen on his fingers. 

"That's everyone's wish. No one wants a sad ending. But back again, we can not maximize the will of God. We can pray, but not force." I clearly.

"You're like having a double personality, you know?"

"Why?"

"Yes, sometimes you are like a religious person. But a few seconds or hours later you are like people who are far from religion." He said, I just laughed. 

"So, which one are you? Alisha who are devout in religion, or who are far from religion? For more than a year, you've been a difficult person to guess. And I don't know much about you, Al." Shabiya asked as if deliberately digging up all my life. But what was done was in vain. I will remain silent and always manipulate.

"Not to think about me. What you need to think about now, how do you believe you can survive the same playboy creature that you love?" I said. 

"Biya, I'm coming home." 

"Well, hasn't the chicken been cooked? Want to be brought back home again? Don't be crazy, Al. You're like a thief." Shabiya said to hold me.

"No. I'm not in the mood to learn to cook. Sometimes if the mood is good. That's a chicken for Bude." I said. I immediately looked for Bude Mira to leave. I found her in the kitchen. 

"Loh, this is an immature chicken, Alisha. Sit down, just sit down. Time to go home anyway?"

"Udah is not papa Bude, this is the chicken for Bude and Shabiya. If you have the advantage, Bude can give it to the neighbors! I'm saying yes Bude." I said forcefully kiss Yangan Bude. 

"Jude, be careful on the road. Remember, go straight home! Don't come by." 

"Ready, assalamualaikum." My speech. I went straight to Shabiya. I immediately drove a motor to Masjid Al I'tisham in Tanah Abang, Central Jakarta For almost half a year I studied religion there. Every Sunday afternoon there is always a lecture there. 

I only need to travel about 38 minutes distance from West Jakarta to Central Jakarta. When it arrived, everyone was already there very neatly. I forgot, if I still wear jeans and a black bomber jacket. I immediately ran to the bathroom of Masjid Al I'tisham to change my clothes with black abaya and black pashmina hijab. From home I have brought an abaya and black pashmina in a backpack. Because I had intended from home to seek knowledge.

"Alisha," call a woman who is two years older than me. We've been friends for about four months since we met in this study. 

"Hi Kak Naya," I said, we immediately shook hands. Brother Naya knows if I am not comfortable to be hugged especially for chips. Finally Brother Naya asked me to immediately sit in the middle of the worshipers. Naya also knows that I don't wear the hijab.

"God, you are so beautiful when you wear this abaya. Looks like an Arab." Said. 

"God, thank you. My face is more Turkish, right? Sister Naya is also beautiful, God willing." I said back to praise. Women who have praised each other seem to continue to praise until their mouths froth. But not this time. 

"I beg you brother, please don't ask me when to wear the hijab in total. I'm gonna do it. But it can't be that fast." I said. 

"That's your decision, Alisha. What you need to remember, hijab is an obligation as well as a differentiator from other people. Brother will always remind you, and also always accompany your process to hijab. May Allah hasten so that you may be veiled."

"Amiin, Allahumma amiin." 

"Alisha," Naira said enthusiastically. Naira also said she had just hijab in.awla this month. There are many stories of people I have met. And all these things I made motivation to increase faith while carrying out the things that should be done immediately. The words I remember the most are, "if not now you're hijab-wearing because you like to find an excuse to delay, are you sure tomorrow you're still breathing? If you do not, then Allah will veil you with a shroud." That's what makes me so sure when I'm going to hijab. After that, the study began. And I recorded everything that the speaker explained. 

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