
The semi-minimalist house with white paint, witnesses the life journey of Syahla and her parents. For Syahla this house is the most beautiful place he has, as well as the place where the loss of all wounds is lived.
Today is the second day Syahla is at home, as usual routine he did when at home is petrifying his mother to clean the house and prepare breakfast, after breakfast, Syahla was quick to clean up.
It does not feel later in the afternoon Syahla will have to return to the boarding school, if possible Syahla wants to stay longer at home, but how else he must be responsible for the trust he carries.
The clock is still showing at 08:00 in the morning, and Syahla just finished cleaning up. He also rested for a moment while laying his body on his favorite mattress, two beautiful eyeballs were staring at the sky of the room. His mind was still filled with a figure that he hoped his ripple in the do'a could be a real thing, but at this time the figure would preach his own best friend.
Right today Rayyan is going to be preaching Asyifa. For Syahla, the destiny of Allah is indeed very beautiful, Alloh unites two people who are equally awake in obedience, two people who equally understand the science of religion, the same two people are struggling to hope Ridho Alloh.
While Shahla is far from it all, she is only a woman whose hope is greater than her do'a, a woman whose heart always hopes for other than HIM so that Allah will inflict a painful imprint of hope.
"Astagfirullohal'adzim, forgive Yaa Robb's servant." His mind after realizing his mistake
"Son, can you come in?" Say Halimah behind the door that resuscitates her daydream
" Yes, ma'am, just go in." Answer
Then Halimah came in and sat down next to Shahla
"Son, outside there are guests he said from the Al-Barokah boarding school, quickly change clothes yes son, because it has been waiting for." Say hello to Halimah
"Yaa Allah, what more mistakes I made, didn't yesterday's mistake make umi hate me.
Well, if umi Laila doesn't want me to be in the pesantren again, I'd rather resign." Inwardly
"Son? " Say her mother who sees her child daydreaming
"Oh yes ma'am, Syahla is changing now. " wanted
" what's the problem, son, the story is the same Mom? " Tell his mother
" It doesn't matter what mom. " Answer to Shahla
"No if there's anything you're telling me, same mom, don't hold it yourself. Yes, son, I want to drink water first." Say his Mother
"Yes ma'am." Answer Shahla
Not that Shahla could lie to her own mother, she did not want to add to the burden of her mother's mind, just enough she who felt and solved the problems that came to her.
" Daughter, are you done changing your clothes?" Say Halimah's mom behind the door
"It's mom." He said while opening the door
They also walked to the living room, there was Syahla's father who was busy chatting with the guest, but how surprised Syahla, the person who was visiting was Rayyan and her mother, who was very happy, but isn't he preaching Syifa today?
Halimah and Shahla sat opposite Rayyan and her mother.
" Is Syahla healthy?" Said bu Rania
" Thank God be good, ma'am." Answer
" MaaSyaaAlloh nak Syahla is already beautiful sholeha again, MaaSyaAlloh taught by father and mother is amazingly great." Said Mrs rania
" Aamiin InshaAlloh Bu, easy to mendah Alloh our meridhoi, Alhamdulillah we can still keep this one-of-a-kind Allah's care." Answer Miss Halimah
The girl with the army dress reached out and said hello to Rania's mother, after which she cupped both hands in the chest while greeting Rayyan. Then he could only look down nervously, the feeling in his heart was mixed, because he had never imagined before, the person who was always in his prayer section was now right in front of him.
"Well son Rayyan, now there is my son, it would be nice for Rayyan himself to talk about good intentions." Said Nadim
Degs...
"Yeah What is this? what good intentions did you just talk about?" Say it in the heart
" Previously sorry sir, Mom, because my arrival is arriving, my goal is to come to the house of the Father and also Mother, I want to worship Syahla to be my wife, emm is Shahla ready?" Prattling
Degs...
" Daughter, how are you willing?" Said Nadim
" Em, if Shahla is how mom and dad are." His words were still twitching with his mind
" Son, who will live that life you, who will sail the household ark as well as you, however the answer is in your hands son, I cannot decide unilaterally, he said, if you need time gapapa son, don't rush." Speak to Nadim
" Well, what am I supposed to do, and Mom and Dad looked at me expectantly, and Mom didn't know there was anything behind it.
Robb when You grant all my prayers but why does this heart doubt, this is what I want, I am happy with this sermon.
But what about Rayyan? Is he happy too?
Is there still Syifa?
Is this just an escape?
I can capture clearly from the way he spoke of the doubt, hesitating to choose me.
Yes Alloh if this is my destiny path I sincerely live it and I believe the arrival of Rayyan mas is also solely on Your permission. O Allah make my business easy, Aamiin." Inner Thunder
" Sahla is ready for Dad." Syahla's words made everyone stunned
" Are you sure, son? If you still doubt it is better to pray Istikhoroh first " Ask Mr. Nadim
" InsyaAlloh Syahla sure Dad." His words were convincing
" Well son, if you're sure, I'm also blessing your marriage. " Say sir Nadim
" Well son Rayyan, good intentions son Rayyan to preach our daughter, I accept." Further
" Thank you, thank you Syahla. Mr. Nadim, Ms. Halimah maybe we should accelerate this marriage not long, rather good intentions should be in motion, how about Mr. Bu? " Sutur Bu Rania
" If I how ready Rayyan and Syahla aja Bu Rania. " Answer to Ms. Halimah
" Yes ma'am, I agree." Said Ms. Rania
" Okay, my son, how about we just have this wedding next month? are you guys ready?" Further
" Yes Ma'am. " Speak Rayyan
" What about you, son? " Task Ms. Halimah
" InshaAlloh Syahla willing Mom if it is the best. " wanted
" Thank God, both by mutual agreement and without any coercion from anyone InsyaAlloh for the marriage we carry out next month." Said Mr. Nadim
I don't know what he feels, it feels to be happy at a time like this is selfish, because there is a heart that is hurt in this happiness.
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Bismillah......
Before I want to apologize if in this writing there are mistakes and shortcomings, I just want to learn and hone my skills in the field of writing.
This story is purely from my imagination, and hopefully through this writing can be useful for me and for all readers.
Thanks earlier.
Alhamdulillahot..
Tasikmalaya, April 14, 2023
Fina Hanifah