3. Dzi' Daily Activities

After completing the dusk prayer, Dzi immediately took the Mushaf of the Quran.She called the children who would study the Quran with her. With the help of two children, she prepared a table, chairs and a blackboard for teaching. The other children sat in a neat row across from her. Dzi looked at her students one by one and began to open lessons.

"Assalamualaikum children."

"Waalaikum salam, Ma'am."

The children answered in their distinctive language, making Dzi smile. there is happiness when it can make them excited about learning. Dzi asked how her students were doing one by one as a form of concern before starting the core learning.

"Oh yes, are there any of you who have helped mother today?"

"I"

"I"

"I"

All the children scramble to admit the good they have done at home. Dzi nodded and smiled. She is happy because her students have a high concern in helping their parents.

"All right, I hope your good deeds are accepted by Allah and recorded as goodness which will lead us to life in Allah's heaven."

"Amen"

Dzi looked at her students one by one with a smile that was still expanding. After all the students were ready to receive the material, she began to approach the blackboard. She wrote one hijaiyah letter and told her students to read. And so on, one by one until all students feel very memorized and familiar. Dzi starts to connect letter by letter and guides the children until the call to prayer echoes. Tonight after teaching the Quran, Dzi asked the children to stay in the mosque and pray in congregation Isha.

After Isha finished, she approached her students one by one and greeted them one by one then handed them back to their respective parents. Dzi, who was already alone in the mosque immediately turned off the lights and closed the door then walked towards the mosque courtyard. She was still focused on her steps when suddenly a greeting broke her focus.

"Assalamualaikum"

Dzi who did not realize that there were people standing in the yard immediately stopped. She looked at the man in front of her and smiled.

"Waalaikum salam"

Sahal, who had just left the mosque, observed Dzi for a moment and then looked down. He knew that the girl in front of him could not possibly want to chat with him for long.

"Every day teaching them?"

"Yes."

"It has been a long time?"

"One year"

Dzi looked down. She feels uncomfortable with Sahal alone. She wanted to run like this afternoon, but she didn't want to be said to be a stupid woman who had no manners at all.

Sahal, who was still looking at the lowered Dzi, immediately asked his question again. He hopes that Dzi will provide as detailed an answer as possible so that he can easily recognize her. Sahal doesn't know why he really feels the need to approach Dzi. so far he had absolutely no interest in women.

He left the house because his mother forced him to marry his father's best friend's daughter. Sahal or Shah Khalid chose to refuse and leave the main house because he did not want the girl he married to accept him because he had a lot of wealth. He wants his woman to be a woman who accepts himself as he is with all his shortcomings and strengths

."With whom do you live?"

Dzi looked at Sahal for a moment then looked down again. She didn't know how to end her conversation with Sahal. Her brain was completely clogged. Sahal who saw Dzi's actions only felt a little neglected. In his heart he promised not to make the girl he just met uncomfortable.

"Alone"

"What? You live alone? Where are your parents?"

Dzi looked at Khalid in surprise. She felt there was nothing strange when she had to live alone. During this one year none of her friends or family accompanied her to live in the house she just bought a year ago. She is comfortable with her current condition.

"It's not strange, right? I could ask anyone to stay with me, but I don't want to. More comfortable alone. Free to want to do anything as long as it is still within the limits of politeness"

Sahal took a deep breath. He confirmed that Dzi's words were one hundred percent correct. He felt there was something special about the girl he had met for the first two times. A very rare unique girl. Simple but beautiful and he doesn't know what other term is appropriate to describe it.

Dzi, who feels she is being noticed by Sahal, immediately takes the opportunity to get away from the endless conversation. She dared to look at the face of a man with a thin face who looked very charming.

"Em, sorry brother. I must go home. It's late and it's not good for us here. I don't want other people to think I'm taking advantage of the situation. "

"Ok, see you tomorrow. Bye. "

"Assalamualaikum"

"Uh, Y-yes, Waalaikum salam"

Dzi passed while Sahal was still standing where he looked at Dzi until it disappeared.

Arriving home, Dzi sat down immediately. Her hand touched her head which was getting dizzy thinking about how to get away from Sahal. Even though her heart is happy because she has found a good man, she is not sure that Sahal is the man she has been looking for.

Dzi leaves the house because she is going to be arranged with the son of Raharja's family, his father's best friend. She chose to refuse the matchmaking because she did not want to marry the person who accepted it for the money. With permission from her mother, she bought a house in the alley of the mosque and kept its existence a secret from her family.

Dzi tries to take her cellphone and open her social media application trying to send a messenger message to her sister who is now also leaving her house because she is following the steps of Dzi who wants to meet ordinary people who want to accept what they are.

"Sista, I met a new man who started bothering me. What should I do next? "

For a moment there was still no answer. Dzi tries to be patient waiting for her older sister's reply who lives in a simple house in the middle alley, one kilometer from her residence in the alley of the mosque.

Until a few minutes Dzi had not received a reply. She, who was getting tired from her daily activities, immediately lay down after making sure that all the doors and windows were locked.

"Are you sleeping already?"

A message goes to Dzi's cell phone. messages from new numbers that have not entered her contact list. Dzi immediately ignored the message and began to close her eyes.