Gold And Diamond
PART 8 "The Hill of Love"
Do not forget to read prayer... đ¤ Bismillah
Three weeks later.
As is the case at UIN Satu Tulungagung which opens the registration of new students from abroad-America, Thailand, Vietnam, Palestine, Turkey, Libya, Nepal, Syria, so also in IAIN Pasuruan who opened the registration since six years and five years ago. Including accepting students from Pakistan, Malaysia, Singapore, Myanmar, and India.
Kafil Jaan is a man of Pakistani and Malaysian origin. My father is from Pakistan and my mother is from Malaysia. The Muslim man who is often called Kafil received a mandate from the local government to study abroad. With fifteen friends, he was asked to register in Indonesia, precisely at IAIN Pasuruan. During the undergraduate study program, he majored in business management which in 2018 has been accredited A.
Kafil deliberately majored in what he loved when it was managing business. Where he is in his daily life is quite accustomed to managing a restaurant owned by his own family. There are typical food restaurants in Indonesia, halal food cafes and restaurants in South Korea, and cafes where young people hang out in Malaysia - not far from his mother's house. Of the three businesses, he and six family members managed the business together. After graduation, he and his older brother were hired to run his restaurant in Pakistan. That's why, inevitably in some time he had to fly there, return to his hometown to monitor directly.
His visit in the past year, was indeed quite a long time. Because, he had to learn to cook directly on one of the chefs from Italy. In addition to being interested in the business world, apparently cooking has been a hobby for a long time. Not only did he serve as CEO of the restaurant he named "Jaan Resto", he also went straight down to cooking, teaching, as well as learning to become a more reliable chef. So naturally, if he is so longed for the lover he has been dating for the last three years.
"Sorry, I want to say something.."
"Yes, Na." Kafil looked at his lover.
"We've been around a long time. Are you..." The woman cut her own words. He really doesn't want to talk about things like that right now. But, he felt he should discuss it immediately. He just wants to know certainty.
"When did I propose to you? You want to ask that, Na?"
"Yes, Kaf. Your mom and dad know me."
"OKAY. But I still have a sister. We'll wait until my sister graduates. Another year. Are you okay?"
"yeah. I'm fine. I'm not telling you to rush. But we have to make a commitment there. So, the preparation can also be from now on."
"You don't have to get ready for anything. I'll take care of everything."
"No. I can do it. I can also prepare it. I'm serious" (No. I can do it. I can prepare it too. I'm serious)
"OK okay. We'll be patient first. We enjoy what's there, Na. I'm sorry if I made you wait too long."
"Not really, Kaf. I used to want us not to rush."
"Love you, Na."
The woman just returned a smile.
"I know you'll never answer that."
"Because what I need is not i love you, but qabiltu." Kafil accompanied the words of his lover because he had already memorized the sentence.
His girlfriend smiled warmly again.
"Indeed. Every woman needs certainty."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Kaf. We enjoyed the view this morning. I'm here because we want to be cool." The woman took a cup of coffee in a cup that was no longer hot.
"Cheers first."
They drank it together.
"Yes. You were there yesterday to help them, right?"
"As I said yesterday. I now hold their cafe in Pakistan. This is what makes me not want to trouble you if we get married later. I'm capable of."
"Yes, but I also want to contribute because it's our marriage."
"You always have been. If you have a strong desire, it must be difficult to persuade."
"It's me. You've known me for four years. You know how to make me. Why did you know we used to know?"
Kafil chuckles. "That's surprising. I will definitely not forget that event. When we are still maba, we are told to go ahead singing out loud. It's so brazen it's the BEM guys."
"Yes, Kaf. I was disgusted by my own voice. Why also we used to be very bego. Very clever to be looted so."
Kafil and his girlfriend were suddenly silent. Both of them looked ahead. Daydreaming something.
Time is late enough to still want to stare at the moon hanging on the eastern horizon. The full moon of the 14th has peeked out from the crevice of the branches of tall trees. Plus the lights of the houses down there, look like stars scattered in the sky. The towers look like lighthouses. The village children look like aliens.
It would be very beautiful if the view on the hill is enjoyed together with the lover. Although it requires a struggle starting from passing through the rocky road and uphill, hours of sunbathing under the hot heat because the weather lately is not so good, indeed, the two of them did not hesitate to risk everything to complete the longing.
"Sorry, Na? A girlfriend is just you?" yelled another friend. Pelt them both with grilled corn.
Kafil pitting and throwing back. He got up and invited his girlfriend back to enjoy the warm bonfire. And like any other lover, he picked up his guitar in the tent. She played the intro while walking closer to her lover's seat.
Fifteen of his friends gave thunderous applause. Meanwhile, the sweet veiled woman with a dimpled face created a smile while showing her teeth. He blushed as Kafil sang a song called "him".
One day we accidentally met
I who was once hurt, came back to know love
This heart again finds the lost smile
All because of him
Oh, my God, I love him
I love him, miss him, want him
Take the love in my heart
Just to him, to him
Not only did he manage to make his girlfriend stop smiling. He also made all his friends sing along. Some raised their hands and some just clapped.
Who does not know their relationship? Almost all of Kafil's friends knew that even though he and his girlfriend had never exposed their love life. Including his parents who have known his lover for a long time.
Lyric source: https://www.google.com/url?sa\=t&source\=web&rct\=j&url\=https://www.lyricfind.com/&ved\=2ahUKEwie4p2UxOj1AhV9SGwGHa3YCyAQ5s4FegQICBAI&usg\=AOvVaw1KqTMyFU55C34LrRgbHHJU
