The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 21
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY
Today as promised to Lala, more precisely to Hafiz, I attended a lecture at her home. This time more visitors, apparently this is a routine event held every month by the Hafiz family. If previously I came with minimal preparation, this time I prepared more optimally. I wear a veil, even with a simple shape and model. I also brought my own face.
“Beautiful, more than usual days”
Hafiz sent a message through whatssap, because indeed the sitting position between men and women is separated. I smiled, then replied with an emoticon laughing out loud.
Lala sat down beside me, watching with a fellow. Ustadz giving a lecture this time is different from the one I met a while ago. His name is Ustadz Iqbal, is young and has a charming face. Some female worshippers seem more interested in enjoying the handsome face of the Ustadz than listening to his lectures, I think. Because some people don't blink. But not with Lala. Despite watching closely, Lala lowered her head more and listened carefully.
This time it's about the soul. Pantesan Hafiz invited me, apparently this is one way to try to herd my thoughts about a mate. Quite a surefire way, because right now I honestly have gained a lot of enlightenment from today's lecture.
After the lecture, I and Hafiz's nuclear family, namely both parents, sister and sister-in-law, performed the congregational magrib prayer. I am more impressed with this family. I want to feel like one day I will bring this atmosphere to my little family.
I only dare to hope in this situation, not in the soul mate I want. Again the fear of being let down, as if taking the biggest part in influencing my current mindset. I want to be more careful in putting my heart.
When we finished praying, we had dinner together. So warm, that I don't feel like a stranger. Occasional jokes that insinuate my relationship with Hafiz are thrown, but I only take it seriously. I do not want to rush to open my heart, even to Hafiz who I know well.
At 19:15, I said goodbye. This time it was Hafiz and Lala who drove me home. I have no objection to Lala's existence, it will help reduce my sense of belonging to Hafiz. For some reason since returning from Surabaya, I felt something strange about Hafiz.
“Mbak De, if you are married later, about still want to work?”, Lala open a conversation
“Originally can be for a time anyway. I want to work, but find a more flexible job so”, I replied
“Bener also yes. Ustadz Iqbal also said, during communication with the husband is safe, in the ari get ridho husband, the wives are allowed to work”, Lala chimed in
Hafiz was just a listener. But for some reason, it's like a question. Yes, Hafiz's custody was deliberately entrusted to Lala. I hope this is just my guess. Ah, now I'm so easy GR.
When I got home, I let them in. Even if only for a little while and just to say goodbye to my parents. They were soon bidding to go home. I went to my room and cleaned myself up. After the activities at Hafiz's house, even if I sit more, I still feel sultry.
I reflect back on what Ustadz Iqbal said earlier. About how to rely on destiny. The soul mate becomes part of the destiny that has been determined by God. Every soul mate sent to someone is an embodiment of their own behavior.
A good man will mate with a good woman, and vice versa. So if you want to get a good soul mate, then the first thing to do is build speed into a better self.
After I understood deeply, there was a point as well. If all this time I haven't found a good person, it means I have to first fix myself. But still there was doubt in my heart, what kind of soul mate has God prepared for me in the future?
In the lecture was also conveyed that, sometimes some people will experience heartbreak repeatedly before finding the true mooring of his heart. It could be part of God's way of educating people, so as not to be arrogant. I looked back on how stubborn I had been, forcing my every desire to be with someone.
First Pram, second Zaky and all of them are entrenched with wounds. Even this time I was fully healed from my second wound. After this, do I have to stop adventuring? Putting my soul mate to a fate I never knew how it ended.
I suddenly remembered the registration of the promotion program that Deby delivered to me the other day. I opened the email and immediately quiz the terms that are there. Once it's fulfilled, I'll send it right away. Next I just have to wait for approval from the holding party. Because this kind of program is definitely a lot of interest.
I sent Deby a message, ascertaining whether he also took the program. After a while of waiting, I finally got an answer from Deby, he followed this program as well. I am grateful, if we both qualify, it will be a good path for our careers. Besides with Deby with me, I won't be afraid of loneliness anymore.
Immediately I closed the laptop and went back I broke down. Tonight my heart is calmer. That study had a lot of influence on me. Lala also did not hesitate to invite you to attend the routine study event. I haven't responded to the excuses, the work. Though I still can't shake the feeling of my awkwardness with Hafiz, who is out of nowhere.
I was getting ready for bed, but my phone rang. An audio message came in, Hafiz sent me a song. The tumben? This time he had a new strategy in paying attention to me. Ever since I told her my passion for listening to songs on the radio, she seemed interested in sending me songs. Amazing, full of struggle.
I wondered what song he sent as my lullaby this time.
We're close friends
Trust each other already
Stories about you
It has become my food
Another storm is good again
You're crying
On my shoulders
In my arms
I'm sorry I like you so much
Initially confided
Long time jealous
I'm sorry I expected your love
When it is not time to wait
When we're still together
I'm waiting for you to break up
I'm waiting for you to break up
I'm waiting for you to break up
You're crying
On my shoulders
In my arms
I'm sorry I like you so much
Initially confided
Long time jealous
I'm sorry I expected your love
When it is not time to wait
When I'm still with you I wait for you to break up
I'm waiting for you to break up
We're friends but I'm waiting for you to break up
I've been waiting for you to break up
I smiled silently listening verse by verse to this song. There's a tingly feeling too. But honestly, I'm happy. It's a hard feeling to explain right now. Surely hafiz, has one stage won my heart. So all this time he was waiting for me to break up?
Is Hafiz, the man written by fate as my soul mate?
