Friends Towards Heaven
Hijra (1)

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And for all that is not finished, yet,

For all that is not yet finished.

For some unresolved expectations.

And for the longing that never ends.

On some of the life episodes that were pulled back, I gave up.

I can't control my taste.

Sorry, there are still many dreams that I have not achieved and demand to be completed.

As for you, I don't care anymore.

Whatever! Where you're driving is being controlled.

My life is not just about being sad, giving up, moving and breaking.

There are still many demands that must be met.

So, be happy with your life without having to see the period we have been through.

I happy. I hope to live each other's lives.

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Aisha pov.

Huuf..

really stifling.

I just hung up the phone from bang fathan.

I removed the rest of the tears still left on my cheek.

Abi couldn't have known I was just crying.

"Udah son?"

Sure enough, abi emerged from the kitchen.

"Udah bi."

I acted as usual.

"Abi, Caca want to go to the room first yes, it was a clothesline caca not caca fold."

I lied about the clothesline. I just folded it up and cleaned it up before it went down.

But now I want to be alone.

"Yes, don't sleep late, son."

I'm climbing the stairs

"Both abi."

Cklek.

Closing the room door.

I feel my heart is not beating normally.

I intend to cleanse myself and commit ablution and prepare to be ready for sleep.

If sleep wasn't what I do now, I could have died because my heart wasn't.

When I finished, I turned off the headlights and turned on the nightstand.

One minute,

two minutes, two minutes,

deg.

Everything's dark.

I can't see anything else.

I'm in a park right now.

So indaaah.

Green is the dominance of this park.

I was sitting under a cold, shady tree.

I dangled my leg junta down while occasionally humming shalawat.

"Dad."

A voice appeared from the left. A beautiful woman dressed in white approached me.

She was beautiful, her eyes were round and perfect black. Her nose is enhanced with red lips.

It's like Umi, I thought.

"I'm not your mummy, baby."

My eyebrows go up next door, how does he know my thoughts?

"I'm not your mother, baby."

He's wrong, he's umi. Her mother.

"Umi, this is caca mi."

I smiled towards him

"To be true, you are the aisyah of humairah. A name whose owner once accompanied the Prophet.

A name that becomes a noble person, a,

A noble name, the wife of the Prophet, is pinned to you.

But you're not my baby."

I cried, how could Umi not acknowledge me who was clearly this flesh blood of hers as her child?

"Nurse." I'm trying to whine.

"Aisha, I want to take you to heaven."

My eyes are rounded.

Who would not want to be invited to heaven with a woman as beautiful as this woman who is very similar to Umi.

I nodded my head.

"Good, but I can't take you aisyah."

"Why?"

I protested immediately.

"The color of heaven will not accept a woman like you."

She's away.

"Umii umiii."

Called him.

"You are a Sholehah woman. But there is one practice that you have not done humor."

He turned.

"What's that.?"

"He is.."

Tit.tiit.

Eyes open. Astarghfirullah's.

I woke up to my alarm.

I'm pinching the head. Dizziness.

I was crying, though,

"Allah, why does not heaven accept Caca? Caca is so dirty, huh? God, what mistake have you made?"

I wept.

It was more than 5 minutes I cried, I went to the bathroom and wudhu.

I performed the tahajud prayer and followed by the repentance prayer afterwards.

I really don't want heaven to reject me. Who is the man who wants to be rejected by the holy place that God has promised for the man of faith. I don't want to.

God explained :

وَنَزَعْنَا مَا فِيْ صُدُوْرِهِمْ مِّنْ غِلٍّ تَجْرِيْ مِنْ تَحْتِهِمُ الْاَنْهٰرُۚ وَقَالُوا الْحَمْدُ لِلّٰهِ الَّذِيْ هَدٰىنَا لِهٰذَاۗ وَمَا كُنَّا لِنَهْتَدِيَ لَوْلَآ اَنْ هَدٰىنَا اللّٰهُ ۚ لَقَدْ جَاۤءَتْ رُسُلُ رَبِّنَا بِالْحَقِّۗ وَنُوْدُوْٓا اَنْ تِلْكُمُ الْجَنَّةُ اُوْرِثْتُمُوْهَا بِمَا كُنْتُمْ تَعْمَلُوْنَ

"And We drew vengeance from their bosoms, beneath which rivers flowed. They said, "All praise be to Allah who has shown us to this (heaven). We will have no guidance if God does not show us. Surely the apostles of our Lord have come with the truth." He called them, "It is heaven that has been sent down to you, because of what you have done"

The Prophet also explained:

يا قوم اطلبوا الجنة بجهدكم واهربوا من النار بجهدكم فان الجنة لا ينام طالبها وان النار لا ينام هاربها وان الجنة محفوفة بالمكاره وان النار محفوفة باللذات والشهوات فلا تلهينكم عن الاخرة

O my people, seek heaven with your earnestness and go away from hell with your earnestness. Surely the seekers of heaven and those who go away from hell will not sleep well. Heaven is filled with things that are not liked while hell is filled with pleasure. Then don't blow yourself away from the afterlife.

I wept.

I pray to God that all my sins will be forgiven.

I started to turn away from him.

I have placed His creation in my heart while I begin to ignore its creator.

"I can't keep going like this. I cannot love so much bang fathan who is not who I am I must do something that draws me closer to Him."

I'll report this to umi and abi..

tomorrow I will talk about it.

10 Days have passed.

Now is has expired the time given by brother azzam.

Last time abi came home from work Abi said that today azzam brother will come again.

Yeah, just azzam's brother.

No longer with his parents.

His father called him and his mother Azzam was out of town trying to work.

Just be azzam's own brother who can visit my house tonight

I sighed when someone parked his car in front of my fence.

I'm accompanied by umi and abi now.

"Have come."

Umi.

Justright.

"Assalamualaik."

A man appeared with a faint smile.

"Mosur."

We answered simultaneously.

"Please sit down, son."

Abi invited azzam's brother to sit opposite us.

"So, sir ma'am. Azzam here wants to fulfill azzam's promise to collect the answer aisha a month ago."

He's very polite.

"Yes, son, I understand. Even though you insist to yes, if ayesha said no still can not. And vice versa. In this case, the father and mother of umi and abi aisyah could not do anything. All decisions must be in the hands of Aisyah son."

Abi explained.

"Yes father, I iklhas with all the answers aisha."

He's still smiling. Then switch to looking at me. I immediately lowered my head.

"How's aisyah?"

Wow, to the point.

I let out a breath.

"Sir azzam.

As long as the ayesha learns to azzam's brother, as long as we struggle in the same organization, the ayesha is very comfortable with the good attitude of azzam's brother." His smile is growing.

"Aisyah instead of existing, indeed kak azzam is a male sholeh which is certainly already paired with akhwat sholehah."

He was still smiling but started to look confused yet remained calm.

"Sir azzam."

She's staring.

"Aisha is istikharah."

I raised my face.

"But Aisyah has not found the face of azzam. Aisyah wants azzam to be a friend as aisha. Aisyah wanted to remain azzam teacher. Can azzam's sister?"

I spoke with one breath.

He nodded in understanding even though his face implied a disappointment.

"I'm sorry aisyah brother, aisyah more comfortable azzam kak so teacher aisyah."

I'm actually sorry to see Brother Azzam.

"Yes, I understand. It is not easy for Aisyah to accept a proposal at this age.

Perhaps, we are indeed not juxtaposed by God in Lauhul mahfudz. Sayaa. ikhlas aisha."

Hwaa, I want to cry at the glorious answer of azzam's brother.

"Sir Azzam don't be mad at me."

I beg.

He laughed softly.

"No, I will behave as usual. Everything cannot be forced. Isn't that right, ma'am?"

I was so relieved when I heard Brother Azzam sincerely.

"Yes son, maybe God has prepared a better soul mate for azzam."

Umi spoke this time.

"Heheh, aamiin ma'am. Hopefully. Thank you so much mom, Ayesha."

We nodded.

"O yes, aisyah. I want you to accept this."

He pulled out a mail envelope.

"Is this brother?"

I'm amazed.

"This is my vow when my proposal is rejected. It's a letter to Aisha."

I accepted.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am, sir, aisyah."

Last greetings before azzam's gone.

"Moskalamic. Say hello to your parents." Abi spoke with a smile by azzam's brother.

Umi gulped at the tip of my head.

"You did your best. So go tomorrow right?"

Umi talk.

"So umi, I've been packing."

Umi smiled.