Missing,
black cloud covered the moonlight, no stars, then the raindrops fell on
his body, clad in blue with combined wore headscarves lovely pink
color. Seeing the yard of a shop that is wide enough, it seems used to the parking lot, but when it happened to be deserted. A girl goes into it. Allohumma shoyyiban naafi'an. He got stuck, seems very eager flopped rain hit the earth. He was forced to remain there for some time. It's late, almost at half past nine. "Ma'am, please go inside. Quiet here, Ma'am will be cold. "Said an employee of the store with a tone so gentle and friendly. Looks like he was not in East Java, from his tone much like those of Yogyakarta or Solo. She was ushered into the store.
"Thank you, Mother splendidly. My only shelter, there is no intention to buy. ""I already know. Ma'am seen standing in front of the store was almost an hour. Incidentally shops were deserted for the night, I'm not bothered serve buyers. So good I invite ya go inside. Ma'am safer inside. ""I can go home even in the rain. I chase time before nine must have been to boarding house. I must immediately mengembailkkan my duty, while calculated from now it still took 30 minutes to walk home. But the fate of my laptop later how, I did not bring an umbrella or a raincoat. ""Please Ma'am can sit here, should be sent now." The store clerks pointed to an empty chair near the cash register.
Lucky girl was met with incredibly good. Rare today to find a good man like that, who still cares when there are other people who are having trouble. His job has been sent exactly 20 minutes before the deadline. The store clerk also gave him a large plastic bag, and lent him an umbrella. Laptops and his book he put in a plastic bag, then everything he put back into his bag. He can go home and belongings safe. Tired for today. On Thursday, he fasted, certainly very heavy because she had to leave and return to college on foot. Not to mention the rain complicate the return path. He must save the cost of his life. Tuition, transportation, eating, and drinking, print reports, rental boarding, and so forth. All he relied only on the scholarship money. He must live seirit possible. Not a bit of help from parents.
The silent night, they heard the rush of rainwater. Durable once on the afternoon. The alarm goes off, right at 3am, at a quarter past three nights. He went down on his bed and out. After a short while and then come back again with a sacred bright face. He held a prayer mat. "There's no place else I could complain. There is no place I leaned, I weighted a burden. I still have you, O God. Places I prostrate, sell all my problems until I'm satisfied, until I could get up again, lighter, and the burden was forgotten. Forgive all my sins. "
"God knows that the self is not the slightest intention of torturing the hearts father and mother. Make them wait. God knows, I too would want to do it. I want to enhance my religious half, implement sunnah Apostle, and to perform many good deeds that way and no other grant parents expectations. Whatever the power of me, marriage is destiny. Until now I am still waiting in sabarku. O Allah make it easy jodohku. I want to get married this year. Allohummaghfirlii waliwaalidayya warhamhumaa kama rabbayaani shagiiraa. Amen. "
He always felt like falling in love. No one in particular. His heart is flowery. As there waiting for him. He was hit by a passionate longing. No happy in the path except when trillionth three nights. "There is already a partner but not kosher, it's a sin. There are already kosher but not happy, Astagfirullah. I was lucky in my solitude, God is too loving and loved me, so have always wanted me to come to him and complain. "
Ba'da duhur, the sun is shining, radiating to penetrate between the leaves of a large mahogany tree. He was carrying a heavy backpack. Sitting on a bench under the tree. "I've been waiting for?" Asked a young man of the left. His tone was cold. The man was tall and athletic stature was approaching. They were seated side by side. "Not bad," he replied softly. He pulled out a package, such as gift but wrapped in newspaper.
"Afidah, actually I do not quite understand or even you are never self-conscious anyway." He muttered in a high tone."Why did you say so? You do not understand my position. How many times must I explain it with you. I nitip alone, do you mind? do not want?""Give yourself!""Can not. I beg your understanding. Told me I was no revisions so she could return this holiday. Tell me that I'm healthy, I'm happy, I'm fulfilled, and I have many friends. I soon graduated. Amar Come on! I hope."
"Afidah, they do not need your accomplishments. They are old, all friends of his age already have more than one grandchild. Sorry I did not mean memojokkanmu. You first child, female. Here your age may be the youngest, but in the villages you become the oldest female virgin. Since graduating S1 they had great expectations for you to get married. How many men have you rejected at the time? various considerations always you had anything pautkan with the level of education. You can feel the pressure to make a decision for selection for the scholarship S2. I know this is actually just common sense-akalanmu just to escape. See it now! Many are you disadvantaged. You stop helping the family economy. Indeed, life is now purely separated from their parents money. That's all. Do not you know? they deposit money to your life in my account. Afidah Repent! you're not living like a story in a novel is like you read. Dewi Zahrana not like it. "
Afidah tears. Words Amar very stab so deep in his heart. He was shocked when Amar say like that. Previous Amar favors him. Already kesalkah Amar. Afidah could not say anything more. His mouth was locked. He examines Amar speech that a lot of truth. Amar attitude that took the parcel is not polite and immediately left Afidah, making it more fragile. Her body suddenly seemed paralyzed. "It's the last time I obey your will. Next time do it yourself! "Snapped Amar. Afidah just nodded resignedly. Amar walked away Afidah. He then leads into an existing mosque on campus. He sat there and then he lay down, looking at the package of Afidah. His eyes were glazed. He felt sorry to be so against Afidah.
"Because I love you. Why you do not understand? Why do you always think of yourself? "Says Amar quietly. A man passing nearby. Overheard greeting Amar. "I saw it all even I noticed your attitudes towards the girl. I am disappointed to have a student I'm proud turns rough on women. Indeed I was not so clear to hear, from your view I noticed you scold him. "
Amar suddenly shocked and immediately woke up. "Father?" He shook his head as if to explain that he did not like it. "His name is Afidah. She was my sister. We are two brothers. Born from humble parents. The father was a farmer and rancher catfish. Mother a seamstress. Afidah the smart girl. During his school always excel. He is an ambitious one. "
"Graduated from high school he was a stickler for dikuliahkan. No matter the state of the parent view. Indeed, I think parents would be able to, but the high school in my hometown is deemed unnecessary Afidah especially a daughter. Many men who love and approached him. He always difficult to open the heart. He managed to escape from an arranged marriage and of the men who approached him. He was smart but unlucky. He failed on some selection into the PTN. Finally, he only attended the University of private download Indonesian Language and Literature. He graduated one year ahead and the results cum laude. He then became a teacher in a secondary school. At home he also taught small children around the house and also the Koran. She was a woman who loved children and was very dear to them. "
"Over the years he helped my school fees. Often buy mom a gift. But as long as he continued to be pressured to get married. She was betrothed but dodged by a variety of reasons that Afidah less srek. Since it was so quiet demeanor. I graduated from vocational school, my father forced the police list. I wish to God the Father, so dare to spend any money on me. Afidah encouraged me, so he supports on condition of not using bribes in the slightest. I passed the test and physical deafness but there was a bit of a problem in the eye. "
"I do not know what to do even less so. However Afidah always show a way out. He was taking care of me participate in the selection process to enter PTN. I look in the mirror of a man who rejected Afidah. My younger brother, there is a possibility I would receive a reply from Afidah attitude. I do not want the future like a woman but I can rejection. I must have something to be proud of. Afidah bear my pocket money from his teaching salary, Mr. and Mrs. load a little lighter. Then in my third semester, Afidah whim enrolled and received scholarships at state universities S2 side. He did it because he wanted to escape from the pressures of parents forced her to marry. "
"How old is she?""Walking 24.""Still very young.""Not there, sir.""Therefore you scold him?""Almost a year he did not come home. He was skinny, rarely eat out. Every day walk. He would always buy Mom a gift and left it with me. I must say to my mother if she was fine, he's healthy, and he is happy. In fact the opposite. ""Why did not he go home?""Maybe he was embarrassed. Mom never get sick thinking about it. "
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His face was listless. Afidah walked into a bookstore. That shop where her shelter at that time. "Thank you, Mrs. Rima was so nice to me." Afidah smiled sweetly. He handed the umbrella of the time that he had borrowed. He talked with the clerk, they began to look familiar. Incidentally many customers, Rima's mother could not talk with Afidah even longer. He searched for other activities, he goes to examine the books sold in the store. He glanced at a Koran and Terjemahnya. Its size is not too big, practical, if taken away, and the color of the sheet varied.
"The price is 200 thousand?" She was a little surprised. It is beautiful, deservedly expensive. He could not afford it. Given his own Qur'an wrapped in layers of duct tape and paper began to turn yellow. Sometimes to recite certain verses he could not use it because there are pages missing. He replaced it with a digital read the Quran on his laptop. Late afternoon. Who knows later a sudden downpour. Afidah say goodbye and going home. At the front door of the shop, stood a boy about 5 years old. The boy was standing alone. He embraces a series of red roses.
"Sister, why stand here alone? where the mother or father? ""Over there." He pointed to a brown panther car in the parking lot.A man approached. Then the boy ran toward him. "Talk about anything on this beautiful brother?""There is no. Dad says Zaka should never talk to strangers. We do not know him. ""But you know him. Sister's a good guy. Let's shake on it. "
Afidah gawk. "Know me?" But he did not feel yourself with them. "You know me?" He pointed toward himself."Your sister is one of my students, Faculty of Engineering, 5th semester, mas Amar. I never find you in the conversation that there is little dispute. Then I rebuked Mas Amar because I do not like to have students who are rude, especially in women. Mas Amar explained that it was a misunderstanding. Sorry I so understand the problems between you. "
"Hiih .. si Amar dissatisfied treat me impolite, plus tell his disgrace on others." Afidah grumbled to myself. He turned his gaze to the boy's. "My sister brought a lot of roses. Brother may ask for one? sign of friendship. ""Sorry, not allowed. It's a gift for Mom. ""Oh yes, sorry. Yes yes, brother forgot that today is Mother's Day. "
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Night loving. With a face that shines a sacred, still leaves basuhan ablutions. He held a prayer mat. Two cycles but full of meaning. He made love in every time tahajud arrived. His heart sounds revolt. As the sound of the wind blowing and blow flow of blood through his body. "I'm getting the feeling so happy with You. Could it be that God guided me until I come to the end of the trip in penantianku filled with patience. "He felt excited and peaceful night. Added surah Maryam, he continued his connection chanting verse from the last reading. Increasingly felt calm her. He looked at the Al-Quran worn. He still wants to buy like the one at the bookstore. The intention to buy is almost realized. Unfortunately, money is even 200 thousand live 150 thousand. He met a neighbor's child, staying in front of his boarding house, an orphan. 50 thousand he sodaqohkan. "Hopefully it is blessed. "Ameen." Suddenly he wanted to pray istiqarah. What for? Do not have a candidate. But he did it anyway.
"Tok .. tok..tok. Assalamualaikum. "It sounded like Amar."What's up, Mark?"Amar pulled it out and bring it back to the village. "This, Afidah, Mom." Amar pushed. Mom caught him with a hug. Hearing his mother's sobs, tears Afidah broke. "Aphids apologize. It Aphids return, aphids will not leave you. ""Astaqfirulloh." Afidah glanced at HP. Already at 5 am, he jumped out of the room. After the morning prayer, he pondered his dream. "Am I going too far? Amar speech seems true. Mother, Afidah apologize, never mean to. "
He recalled a few days ago, the Supreme contacted. He is one man who approached him but Afidah not respond. When the Court is not concerned with Afidah, she turned on him. Afidah begin to open our hearts but it was too late. Supreme indifferent to him. That's mounting disappointment Afidah and determination to go far. "What he has started looking for me again? But he graduated from high school. Ah, but he is a civil servant. But I really want to get married. He's good. 'Promptings were ringing in his ears. "It does not hurt me home. We met and talked to plan from the beginning again. "
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"Mas Amar, I want to ask a little bit about your sister's time."They walked together to the outside of the campus mosque."Yes, please. Mr. wanted to ask what? ""Are you a married brother now?"Amar was a little surprised by her professor's question. "Not yet. Who wants to marry her? that there are men approached her minder. If there is an equal level with Afidah, the possibility that the man was not young. So what ya sir? ""I want to help. No one we might introduce. I'll show you later and we'll talk again after I am out of your class this afternoon. "
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Mothers and fathers are happy to hear the good news that he is playing. Two days had returned to his village, he met with the Supreme. They've talked. Then Afidah spread if the father and mother, the Court will approve him. Certainly her parents readily agreed. Afidah phone rang.
"Yes, wa'alaikumussalam.""What? Why are you suddenly so bilangnya? already there are men who will be proposed. A few more days will meet Mr and Mrs. You crazy Amar. ""Still only a few days, right? propose to accept the first. He's a grown man. Age 33 years. A child of the widower. His wife died four years ago. Graduates S3. Goodlooking. The main thing is a good religion. I guarantee it. Do not be too picky and apply a lot of consideration. We will arrive tomorrow morning. Now we are still in the way. "
He muses. He had been sleeping since the early entry evening. After the evening prayer. Afidah wake up and see love as the nights usually. After that he could not sleep anymore. He pondered until dawn. "What Amar crazy? a widower? he was adrift far from me. The difference is nine years older than me. Indeed Court has not mengkhitbahku. "But ... That morning, in the morning in the village that he had long enjoyed. He swept the home page. There is a brown panther car stopped in front of her house. He paused and put his broom.
"Amar?" He was very shocked. And worse, dag dig dug .. hearts were pounding abysmally. "Lest Amar together with the man who called last night, I have to do?" He muttered to myself. Afidah wonder, Amar went down with his professor. Yes, he was sure he was the man along with his son at the bookstore some time ago that he met it. Confessing is a lecturer Amar. Then, where the men were to be introduced to him? They gathered in the living room. Amar's mother cooked a lot of special guests. Afidah make ginger tea warm so scrumptious. But Afidah still glance at cars parked in the yard. "Where's the man?"
Amar started talking and then transferred to the lecturer. Bla..bla..bla .. and in essence, "My name Fauzan. I was the man. I am a 33 year old. Widower with one. My son-old man six years his name Zaka, sorry this time he could not come here. I've heard many stories about Ms. Afidah of Mas Amar. I also had to ask permission of Zaka. Ma'am Afidah've met him, Zaka like Ms. Afidah. Therefore, I am getting steady to inquire the availability Ma'am Afidah whether it could be my wife and mother Zaka. "Afidah tears. He was touched by the wise words. Who would have thought the age of 33 years. To meet her, he thought she was 28 years old man. His face still looks young.
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Afidah staring dowry was found from her husband. An Al-Qur'an and Terjemahnya, tiny green. He recalled can not afford it, now God rewarded more than that. Her parents were so happy. Afidah already proving high school brings many blessings to him and his parents. Degrees parents and her husband raised for education. Afidah stay in Surabaya. With her husband and stepson. Afidah can continue its S2 without abandoned because of cost. She is even more eager to quickly pass. Happy, her husband could be a friend of discussion for the writing of his thesis. Afidah can make love together in the third last night with her husband. Tahajud loving
"Thank you, Mother splendidly. My only shelter, there is no intention to buy. ""I already know. Ma'am seen standing in front of the store was almost an hour. Incidentally shops were deserted for the night, I'm not bothered serve buyers. So good I invite ya go inside. Ma'am safer inside. ""I can go home even in the rain. I chase time before nine must have been to boarding house. I must immediately mengembailkkan my duty, while calculated from now it still took 30 minutes to walk home. But the fate of my laptop later how, I did not bring an umbrella or a raincoat. ""Please Ma'am can sit here, should be sent now." The store clerks pointed to an empty chair near the cash register.
Lucky girl was met with incredibly good. Rare today to find a good man like that, who still cares when there are other people who are having trouble. His job has been sent exactly 20 minutes before the deadline. The store clerk also gave him a large plastic bag, and lent him an umbrella. Laptops and his book he put in a plastic bag, then everything he put back into his bag. He can go home and belongings safe. Tired for today. On Thursday, he fasted, certainly very heavy because she had to leave and return to college on foot. Not to mention the rain complicate the return path. He must save the cost of his life. Tuition, transportation, eating, and drinking, print reports, rental boarding, and so forth. All he relied only on the scholarship money. He must live seirit possible. Not a bit of help from parents.
The silent night, they heard the rush of rainwater. Durable once on the afternoon. The alarm goes off, right at 3am, at a quarter past three nights. He went down on his bed and out. After a short while and then come back again with a sacred bright face. He held a prayer mat. "There's no place else I could complain. There is no place I leaned, I weighted a burden. I still have you, O God. Places I prostrate, sell all my problems until I'm satisfied, until I could get up again, lighter, and the burden was forgotten. Forgive all my sins. "
"God knows that the self is not the slightest intention of torturing the hearts father and mother. Make them wait. God knows, I too would want to do it. I want to enhance my religious half, implement sunnah Apostle, and to perform many good deeds that way and no other grant parents expectations. Whatever the power of me, marriage is destiny. Until now I am still waiting in sabarku. O Allah make it easy jodohku. I want to get married this year. Allohummaghfirlii waliwaalidayya warhamhumaa kama rabbayaani shagiiraa. Amen. "
He always felt like falling in love. No one in particular. His heart is flowery. As there waiting for him. He was hit by a passionate longing. No happy in the path except when trillionth three nights. "There is already a partner but not kosher, it's a sin. There are already kosher but not happy, Astagfirullah. I was lucky in my solitude, God is too loving and loved me, so have always wanted me to come to him and complain. "
Ba'da duhur, the sun is shining, radiating to penetrate between the leaves of a large mahogany tree. He was carrying a heavy backpack. Sitting on a bench under the tree. "I've been waiting for?" Asked a young man of the left. His tone was cold. The man was tall and athletic stature was approaching. They were seated side by side. "Not bad," he replied softly. He pulled out a package, such as gift but wrapped in newspaper.
"Afidah, actually I do not quite understand or even you are never self-conscious anyway." He muttered in a high tone."Why did you say so? You do not understand my position. How many times must I explain it with you. I nitip alone, do you mind? do not want?""Give yourself!""Can not. I beg your understanding. Told me I was no revisions so she could return this holiday. Tell me that I'm healthy, I'm happy, I'm fulfilled, and I have many friends. I soon graduated. Amar Come on! I hope."
"Afidah, they do not need your accomplishments. They are old, all friends of his age already have more than one grandchild. Sorry I did not mean memojokkanmu. You first child, female. Here your age may be the youngest, but in the villages you become the oldest female virgin. Since graduating S1 they had great expectations for you to get married. How many men have you rejected at the time? various considerations always you had anything pautkan with the level of education. You can feel the pressure to make a decision for selection for the scholarship S2. I know this is actually just common sense-akalanmu just to escape. See it now! Many are you disadvantaged. You stop helping the family economy. Indeed, life is now purely separated from their parents money. That's all. Do not you know? they deposit money to your life in my account. Afidah Repent! you're not living like a story in a novel is like you read. Dewi Zahrana not like it. "
Afidah tears. Words Amar very stab so deep in his heart. He was shocked when Amar say like that. Previous Amar favors him. Already kesalkah Amar. Afidah could not say anything more. His mouth was locked. He examines Amar speech that a lot of truth. Amar attitude that took the parcel is not polite and immediately left Afidah, making it more fragile. Her body suddenly seemed paralyzed. "It's the last time I obey your will. Next time do it yourself! "Snapped Amar. Afidah just nodded resignedly. Amar walked away Afidah. He then leads into an existing mosque on campus. He sat there and then he lay down, looking at the package of Afidah. His eyes were glazed. He felt sorry to be so against Afidah.
"Because I love you. Why you do not understand? Why do you always think of yourself? "Says Amar quietly. A man passing nearby. Overheard greeting Amar. "I saw it all even I noticed your attitudes towards the girl. I am disappointed to have a student I'm proud turns rough on women. Indeed I was not so clear to hear, from your view I noticed you scold him. "
Amar suddenly shocked and immediately woke up. "Father?" He shook his head as if to explain that he did not like it. "His name is Afidah. She was my sister. We are two brothers. Born from humble parents. The father was a farmer and rancher catfish. Mother a seamstress. Afidah the smart girl. During his school always excel. He is an ambitious one. "
"Graduated from high school he was a stickler for dikuliahkan. No matter the state of the parent view. Indeed, I think parents would be able to, but the high school in my hometown is deemed unnecessary Afidah especially a daughter. Many men who love and approached him. He always difficult to open the heart. He managed to escape from an arranged marriage and of the men who approached him. He was smart but unlucky. He failed on some selection into the PTN. Finally, he only attended the University of private download Indonesian Language and Literature. He graduated one year ahead and the results cum laude. He then became a teacher in a secondary school. At home he also taught small children around the house and also the Koran. She was a woman who loved children and was very dear to them. "
"Over the years he helped my school fees. Often buy mom a gift. But as long as he continued to be pressured to get married. She was betrothed but dodged by a variety of reasons that Afidah less srek. Since it was so quiet demeanor. I graduated from vocational school, my father forced the police list. I wish to God the Father, so dare to spend any money on me. Afidah encouraged me, so he supports on condition of not using bribes in the slightest. I passed the test and physical deafness but there was a bit of a problem in the eye. "
"I do not know what to do even less so. However Afidah always show a way out. He was taking care of me participate in the selection process to enter PTN. I look in the mirror of a man who rejected Afidah. My younger brother, there is a possibility I would receive a reply from Afidah attitude. I do not want the future like a woman but I can rejection. I must have something to be proud of. Afidah bear my pocket money from his teaching salary, Mr. and Mrs. load a little lighter. Then in my third semester, Afidah whim enrolled and received scholarships at state universities S2 side. He did it because he wanted to escape from the pressures of parents forced her to marry. "
"How old is she?""Walking 24.""Still very young.""Not there, sir.""Therefore you scold him?""Almost a year he did not come home. He was skinny, rarely eat out. Every day walk. He would always buy Mom a gift and left it with me. I must say to my mother if she was fine, he's healthy, and he is happy. In fact the opposite. ""Why did not he go home?""Maybe he was embarrassed. Mom never get sick thinking about it. "
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His face was listless. Afidah walked into a bookstore. That shop where her shelter at that time. "Thank you, Mrs. Rima was so nice to me." Afidah smiled sweetly. He handed the umbrella of the time that he had borrowed. He talked with the clerk, they began to look familiar. Incidentally many customers, Rima's mother could not talk with Afidah even longer. He searched for other activities, he goes to examine the books sold in the store. He glanced at a Koran and Terjemahnya. Its size is not too big, practical, if taken away, and the color of the sheet varied.
"The price is 200 thousand?" She was a little surprised. It is beautiful, deservedly expensive. He could not afford it. Given his own Qur'an wrapped in layers of duct tape and paper began to turn yellow. Sometimes to recite certain verses he could not use it because there are pages missing. He replaced it with a digital read the Quran on his laptop. Late afternoon. Who knows later a sudden downpour. Afidah say goodbye and going home. At the front door of the shop, stood a boy about 5 years old. The boy was standing alone. He embraces a series of red roses.
"Sister, why stand here alone? where the mother or father? ""Over there." He pointed to a brown panther car in the parking lot.A man approached. Then the boy ran toward him. "Talk about anything on this beautiful brother?""There is no. Dad says Zaka should never talk to strangers. We do not know him. ""But you know him. Sister's a good guy. Let's shake on it. "
Afidah gawk. "Know me?" But he did not feel yourself with them. "You know me?" He pointed toward himself."Your sister is one of my students, Faculty of Engineering, 5th semester, mas Amar. I never find you in the conversation that there is little dispute. Then I rebuked Mas Amar because I do not like to have students who are rude, especially in women. Mas Amar explained that it was a misunderstanding. Sorry I so understand the problems between you. "
"Hiih .. si Amar dissatisfied treat me impolite, plus tell his disgrace on others." Afidah grumbled to myself. He turned his gaze to the boy's. "My sister brought a lot of roses. Brother may ask for one? sign of friendship. ""Sorry, not allowed. It's a gift for Mom. ""Oh yes, sorry. Yes yes, brother forgot that today is Mother's Day. "
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Night loving. With a face that shines a sacred, still leaves basuhan ablutions. He held a prayer mat. Two cycles but full of meaning. He made love in every time tahajud arrived. His heart sounds revolt. As the sound of the wind blowing and blow flow of blood through his body. "I'm getting the feeling so happy with You. Could it be that God guided me until I come to the end of the trip in penantianku filled with patience. "He felt excited and peaceful night. Added surah Maryam, he continued his connection chanting verse from the last reading. Increasingly felt calm her. He looked at the Al-Quran worn. He still wants to buy like the one at the bookstore. The intention to buy is almost realized. Unfortunately, money is even 200 thousand live 150 thousand. He met a neighbor's child, staying in front of his boarding house, an orphan. 50 thousand he sodaqohkan. "Hopefully it is blessed. "Ameen." Suddenly he wanted to pray istiqarah. What for? Do not have a candidate. But he did it anyway.
"Tok .. tok..tok. Assalamualaikum. "It sounded like Amar."What's up, Mark?"Amar pulled it out and bring it back to the village. "This, Afidah, Mom." Amar pushed. Mom caught him with a hug. Hearing his mother's sobs, tears Afidah broke. "Aphids apologize. It Aphids return, aphids will not leave you. ""Astaqfirulloh." Afidah glanced at HP. Already at 5 am, he jumped out of the room. After the morning prayer, he pondered his dream. "Am I going too far? Amar speech seems true. Mother, Afidah apologize, never mean to. "
He recalled a few days ago, the Supreme contacted. He is one man who approached him but Afidah not respond. When the Court is not concerned with Afidah, she turned on him. Afidah begin to open our hearts but it was too late. Supreme indifferent to him. That's mounting disappointment Afidah and determination to go far. "What he has started looking for me again? But he graduated from high school. Ah, but he is a civil servant. But I really want to get married. He's good. 'Promptings were ringing in his ears. "It does not hurt me home. We met and talked to plan from the beginning again. "
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"Mas Amar, I want to ask a little bit about your sister's time."They walked together to the outside of the campus mosque."Yes, please. Mr. wanted to ask what? ""Are you a married brother now?"Amar was a little surprised by her professor's question. "Not yet. Who wants to marry her? that there are men approached her minder. If there is an equal level with Afidah, the possibility that the man was not young. So what ya sir? ""I want to help. No one we might introduce. I'll show you later and we'll talk again after I am out of your class this afternoon. "
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Mothers and fathers are happy to hear the good news that he is playing. Two days had returned to his village, he met with the Supreme. They've talked. Then Afidah spread if the father and mother, the Court will approve him. Certainly her parents readily agreed. Afidah phone rang.
"Yes, wa'alaikumussalam.""What? Why are you suddenly so bilangnya? already there are men who will be proposed. A few more days will meet Mr and Mrs. You crazy Amar. ""Still only a few days, right? propose to accept the first. He's a grown man. Age 33 years. A child of the widower. His wife died four years ago. Graduates S3. Goodlooking. The main thing is a good religion. I guarantee it. Do not be too picky and apply a lot of consideration. We will arrive tomorrow morning. Now we are still in the way. "
He muses. He had been sleeping since the early entry evening. After the evening prayer. Afidah wake up and see love as the nights usually. After that he could not sleep anymore. He pondered until dawn. "What Amar crazy? a widower? he was adrift far from me. The difference is nine years older than me. Indeed Court has not mengkhitbahku. "But ... That morning, in the morning in the village that he had long enjoyed. He swept the home page. There is a brown panther car stopped in front of her house. He paused and put his broom.
"Amar?" He was very shocked. And worse, dag dig dug .. hearts were pounding abysmally. "Lest Amar together with the man who called last night, I have to do?" He muttered to myself. Afidah wonder, Amar went down with his professor. Yes, he was sure he was the man along with his son at the bookstore some time ago that he met it. Confessing is a lecturer Amar. Then, where the men were to be introduced to him? They gathered in the living room. Amar's mother cooked a lot of special guests. Afidah make ginger tea warm so scrumptious. But Afidah still glance at cars parked in the yard. "Where's the man?"
Amar started talking and then transferred to the lecturer. Bla..bla..bla .. and in essence, "My name Fauzan. I was the man. I am a 33 year old. Widower with one. My son-old man six years his name Zaka, sorry this time he could not come here. I've heard many stories about Ms. Afidah of Mas Amar. I also had to ask permission of Zaka. Ma'am Afidah've met him, Zaka like Ms. Afidah. Therefore, I am getting steady to inquire the availability Ma'am Afidah whether it could be my wife and mother Zaka. "Afidah tears. He was touched by the wise words. Who would have thought the age of 33 years. To meet her, he thought she was 28 years old man. His face still looks young.
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Afidah staring dowry was found from her husband. An Al-Qur'an and Terjemahnya, tiny green. He recalled can not afford it, now God rewarded more than that. Her parents were so happy. Afidah already proving high school brings many blessings to him and his parents. Degrees parents and her husband raised for education. Afidah stay in Surabaya. With her husband and stepson. Afidah can continue its S2 without abandoned because of cost. She is even more eager to quickly pass. Happy, her husband could be a friend of discussion for the writing of his thesis. Afidah can make love together in the third last night with her husband. Tahajud loving
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