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The Love of Their Story

At the same hour, prostrated the same but in a different place, Nabilla was raising her hand..

‘’Ya Allah.. Help me give up my whole self so as to receive all that You give me...’’.

‘’Yes Allah, radiate Your light to me, so that my eyes may be aware of Your truth, and that my heart may be illuminated by the reflection of the beauty of Your –..’’.

‘’ya Allah enable me to get real love, meet us at the best time from You...’’

‘’Best love that can make my morals more beautiful, my soul more peaceful, and my heart more wise.’’

‘’Find me with Him who is affirmative when my obedience is fastened, so advisor when he is caught off guard in prayer, so limp when my arms are melting..’’.

‘’Best love that takes me to Your Heaven...’’

‘’Aamiin Allahuma Aamiin..’’

Finished his honor to the Almighty Nabilla towards his table, taken his faithful book into his notes during in the ponpes Al-Hikmah.

- Six months I have been here. so much learning I got..- wrote Nabila at the top width.

From the story of the Prophet Adam and Siti Eve we learn that the test of Love is Distance and Longing.

From the Acts of Prophet Ibrahim and Siti Hajar we learn that Sincerity will lead us to True Love.

From the story of the Prophet Ayyub and Siti Rahmah we learn that the greatest capital to unite two people is Loyalty.

From the story of the Prophet Yusuf and Siti Zulaikha we learn that loving the Creator will give up Lust for Appearance.

From the story of Prophet Muhammad and Sayyidah Khadijah we learn that Love is Loyalty, Sacrifice, Will to believe when no one is willing to believe.

From the story of Sayyidina Ali and Sayyidah Fatimah we learn that there is no more pleasant reply than the good news of the tired waiting.

‘’new again, what's the contents of today's note.kepo nich?’’ Ask Maryam who just finished performing the evening prayer as well.

‘’note the meaning of love that sister Maryam told you earlier.and the conclusion of the contents of tausiah Ustadzah yesterday sak...’’.

‘’Masyaallah about love.. so how have you been steady yet.?’’ Maryam asked while folding her face

‘’the plan of Allah is so beautiful right, brother…? Nabilla leave everything to the planner.’’ replied Nabilla

‘’if sister Maryam why not determine the answer to the proposal ustad Alif..?’’

‘’sedang bermunajat Na. begging for steadiness also. pray yes the best, I am an orphan Na, from a small here, from a small, can get to the current point thanks to the kindness of Pak Kiai and Ummi , while iftad Alif the son of the owner of the cottage.’’.

‘’Not God has his way of lifting the degrees of each of his servants.?’’ ask Nabilla

‘’baik ustadzah..’’ replied Maryam.

‘’aku is still santri kak, not fast on call ustadzah..’’ Reply Nabilla.

‘’Ustad and Ustadzah itukan means Master.kan you besides santri also teacher here...’’.

‘’not worthy of his taste brother..’’

‘’title you get , not you yourself who give...’’.

‘’Na want to soak the clothes first ah, later in the morning stay in the wash..’’ reply Nabilla switched the conversation.

Maryam can only be mangosteen

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‘’Bay, have you read our interview agenda..?’’ Ask Bagas when he is in Bayu's room

‘’alah, there are several cities for the next few months..’’ replied Bayu.

‘’oh yes working contract with Fitri has been revised.?’’

‘’kan from first lo handle bang, where I know.. ‘’.

‘’but these few months you are often discussing the cooperation of Fitri...’’

‘’iya is right, tapikan initial contract lo held..gue only discuss the plan or agenda aja..."

‘’ok..ok, later let it be checked just as Beautiful... oh yes about the issue lo same Fitri.?’’

‘’gue equals Fitri no more than colleagues or friends..’’

‘’but from friends can...’’.

‘’gue much work ya bang, lo out gih there..’’

‘’ngusir.?’’

‘’gak lah , Only lo discuss it is not good at hearing.’’

‘’Bay, move on donk..’’

‘’gue has moved on, come out there..’’

‘’emang Mama again where..?’’.

‘’again shopping.common kitchen affairs said..gue in advance’’.

Bayu simply replied with a nod of his head.

‘’be careful..’’ said Bayu when Bagas already opened the door

‘’saap..’’

In one of the supermarkets

‘’Assalamualaikum , bu Laras..’’ greet a woman with a Navy hijab.

‘’ waallaikumusallam , hmmm kayak never saw ya...’’ansi Mama Laras

‘’I Fitri bu, first know the Mother at home aunt Dina..’’ replied Fitri, yes the woman is Fitri

‘’Masyaallah yes I just remembered, fitting dirga and Ningsih child care right, Fitri how are you? Still often go home.?’’

‘’Alhamdulillah good Mom, mom how are you? Alone.?’’

‘’Alhamdulillah, yes alone, same usual daughter-in-law, but again nyidam..’’ replied Mama Laras.

‘’Still broadcasting in BP..?’’ Ask Mama Laras

‘’Alhamdulillah still in trust..’’

‘’ is very trusted even Ma... ‘’ said Bagas who suddenly was between the two women

‘’Pak Bagas..’’ greet Bagas

‘’don't be too formal, we're not in the office anymore..’’

‘’gak papa Pak, more convenient as it is..’’

‘’Mama is done not yet.?’’

‘’already just push to the cashier..Fitri how have you finished?’’

‘’Still have to go around Bu, then Bu Laras and Pak Bagas I live first, want to choose groceries..’’

‘’well, next hope to see you again yes, greetings to your Mama...’’

‘’ Waallaikumusallam, In Shea Allah I convey Bu... mother carefully...’’

They separated, Bagas and Mama Laras headed to the cashier while Fitri continued his shopping.

‘’Gimana Ma..?’’ Ask Bagas while pushing the trolley

‘’what is it.?’’ Mama Laras asked a little confused by the direction of Bagas' question

‘’Fitri, suitable to be made a son-in-law.?’’

Not the answer Mama Laras even fretted Bagas ear

‘’aduh sick Ma, kok Bagas even dijewer anyway.’’

‘’you this how the hell, wife again nyidam even thought of another woman, you want Mama fired as a child.?’’ threaten Mama Laras while glaring towards Bagas

‘’Astagfirullah Ma, not make Bagas, but make Bayu..’’ replied Bagas while wiping his hot ears due to the jewel by Mama Laras.

‘’Astagfirullah , Mama Kira...’’

‘’hmmm... just one geez, how about two...’’ guman Bagas.

‘’Ma, Bayu it's time to move on, Fitri is good, sholeha again..’’.

‘’Gas, your sister must have her own choice, let her make the choice, we wish her well yes..’’

‘’Mama sure..?’’

‘’In Syaa Allah.Yeah, we are already at the cashier...’’

The cashier's mother can only smile at the mother and child, even though she does not know what the mother and child are discussing.

‘’Mbak, I already have a wife, my son already wants two...’’ said Bagas

‘’mbak my son likes to joke, do not need to be taken heart yes.’’ujar Mama Laras

‘’kan Bagas honest Ma...’’balas Bagas

‘’you've been waiting there in front..’’.

The cashier's brother even chuckled to see Bagas who left the Mama while singing his lips.