(Revised) Regretting It Too Late
A deep love
That morning the mexca gathered in the mosque, after finishing the jum'at mexca prayer did not leave her seat, she sat down and opened the holy book of the Qur'an and then chanted the holy verses melodiously. Up to 2 hours late.
"mas Abi, would Mas Abi want to come later for a study event in mas village? We want to follow the problem" asked one of the santri in the boarding house on a new mexca seen out of the mosque.
The weekly event is held once a week which is commonly called tahlilan mas.
"No, I will not just follow the Quran" replied mexca politely.
After the completion of the prayer isya' mexca directly help pak yai to fill the event teaching njai to elderly mothers in the village who come to the boarding school every 2 weeks.
"Oh Allah wants this Abi why is it so handsome, does Abi want to have a lover?" ask one of the mothers in mexca who is always diligent in helping ki yai Abdul Manaf in filling the study together.
"Yes right, son Abi is the descendant of an outsider y? If here it is called londoh" said the mother - the mother yan laennya.
"Yes mom, my dad is American and my mom is Indonesian" Mexca replied with a polite smile.
"God willing to repair these descendants. The handsome face, the clear blue eyes." replied another mother.
"Yes, it's a pity, I don't have any grandchildren who are alone, they're all married" exclaimed one grandmother who joined the ceremony.
"These mothers could have been, I deserve to be with this village woman who is famous for being beautiful, my people still can't do anything and also have nothing like this" answer mexca in a joking manner.
"Wak ndak papa is important saucy, to improve the offspring" replied one of the jama'a's mothers with a big laugh.
After the mexca and ki yai Abdul Manaf left the place and they talked lightly while eating at a food stall.
"Masya Allah pak yai Manaf kok pak ndak say if you want to eat here, I can prepare favorite dishes pak yai" Tegur shop owner who is familiar with pak yai manaf.
"Oh, no, papa ma'am. This is also delicious cooking, see Nak Abi until it's clean" replied Pak yai.
"Yes ma'am, mom's cooking is delicious" I replied chiming in, because the cuisine was delicious.
The shop owner blushed when his cooking was praised as good as mexca, because he always wanted to match mexca with his daughter.
"Oh, how's Abi? Does Abi really not want to be the same mother's daughter?" Ask enthusiastic about Abi.
"Waduh ma'am, my mother's daughter definitely does not want to be with me who does not have this job" replied mexca politely.
"So what, the mother's daughter has worked in a boutique, a dress shop in the city there, and the owner is also very good. This mother's shop is just her who is modalin until mother can be like this" replied the shop owner. Mexca just a smile in response to the stall's mother's talk.
After they spoke, it was unclear right and left until finally the shop owner's mother boasted her daughter's boss who was not keluegannya. Mexca remembered the figure of Adinda.
"That means the mother's daughter's boss is a very good boss on her employees yes ma'am" replied mexca after hearing her story.
"He's not just a baek nak Abi, he's like an angel incarnation. The person is beautiful and also very extraordinary, if the child is easy to say that what is all talent what is swallowed is how it is" replied the shop owner.
"The talent may be ma'am" I replied with a smile.
"Well that means it. If he is the same son Abi would be suitable because of canti and handsome, not so use yai" said the mother.
"Yes, no one knows" replied Mr. Yai.
"Yes too, hopefully Adinda's son gets a good soul mate like him" replied the shop mother and made me choked until I choked, hearing the name I thought was called.
"The son of Abi was careful to drink" said Pak yai, patting me on the back.
After from the stall I and Pak yai went straight home to the boarding school, and on the way home my mind was chaotic after hearing the name Adinda called, walo could have been the name of Adinda laen. I could not focus on my every action, my mind was filled again by the name of Adinda who I tried to forget and I lost. But it's all hard for me, I can't erase his name from the bottom of my heart.
On the eve of the night, as usual I could not sleep, but tonight I became more sleepy because my mind was confused. When I see the clock shows at 1 pm I also take duwu, I want to remove the shadow of Adinda with Hajad prayer, but what is my power, instead of losing the shadow of her increasingly appear.
My chest began to tighten, I rested and complained to Allah Almighty about my pain. I begged that my race in this heart be melted down and unconsciously my tears hatched even more rapidly.
"Oh my God, why would you instill this love in me if it wasn't my right. O Allah, please strengthen my heart and increase my patience, I can no longer, O Lord, I cannot. Please help your servant, you are the embodiment of the heart and the one who is able to turn my heart back and forth, please erase my desire for him, replace the happiness of him, I beg you to open my heart. Yes Rabbi I am sorry and truly so sorry" I wail to the creator and the embodiment of my heart.
Ki Yai Abdul Manaf's
"Who wails so full of sadness at these nights, and why does he look so bitter. My heart became sick to hear it" grumbled ki yai manaf who that night walked in the hallway because he wanted to find fresh air after teaching.
When he arrived at the door of the room mexca ki yai manaf wonder and disbelief if the always cheerful mexca turned out to store a very deep wound, which was very deep, until able to make the person who hears along washed away and bottom in his wound. Ki yai manaf wiped his tears and walked away from the room.
"Son Abi, what actually happened and what he faced. Why did he get there like that" sir yai manaf thought hard after hearing mecca lamentation last night.
"Mas Abi was called the same Pak yai, told to his house. He said he wanted something important" said santri who was mandated by mr. yai manaf to call mexca.
And after hearing the orders from the santri, the mexca immediately met ki yai manaf in his house.
"Assalamu'alaikum pak yai" said the mexca who looked into the house ki yai manaf.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Here enter nak Abi, there is a little problem that you want to ask nak Abi" replied ki yai manaf who was being dudu while reading a book.
"Yes sir yai, what's the problem? He said Mr. Yai called me" I asked as I stepped into the house.
"I understand, and I'm also very grateful" I said, looking down.
"Son Abi, there is actually something else why you called you here" replied Pak yai began seriously.
"What's wrong, sir?"I am a lot of confused.
"Child Abi, sorry before. Last night I accidentally heard your lament, what exactly happened to you?" hearing the question from mr. yai mexca unable to answer, he just bowed and mute. Long pak yai waited but mexca remained silent.
"Son Abi, not papa. I'm just worried that you can't win it and end up wrong in stepping" said Pak yai again while patting mexca's back.
"I'm sorry sir yai" replied mexca and finally she told me everything on yai manaf, from the beginning she met Adinda to her introduction and love, and her love for her, but he had gone first because the woman he loved had married one's wife.
"So I mean Abi son, because of the girl until finally Abi son stepped foot nak Abi to get here?" Ask mr. yai manaf.
"I'm sorry Mr. Yai" said a mexca who began to shed tears of regret and guilt.
After hearing the story of what has been experienced by mexca ki yai anyaf try to menenagankan mexca by encouraging her and to always believe in the path of Allah's destiny Swt.
"Son Abi, listen to me. God will not give something that is not beneficial to us his servant, but God will always and always give something that is really useful and useful for us" explained ki yai manaf.
"What do you mean by yai?" Mexca was puzzled by the words of ki yai manaf.
"Listen to you son, God will not give us what we want, but will give us what we need in our lives" explained patiently to Mexca.
"I still do not understand the maximum" explained Mexca who is only 1 year old to embrace Islam.
"Son Abi, you love that girl don't you?" Ask ki yai manaf who saw Mexca confused.
"Yes, I love him so much" he replied in a sad tone.
"That means that in the bottom of your heart, you want it. Mr right?" pat Mexca's shoulder.
"Yes right, and to get rid of that feeling I'm here. I want to be able to make up for my regrets by embracing the same beliefs as her" he said again, which sounded increasingly bitter.
"Yes, right. And that girl's influence in your life is enormous and goes on the right path. But your wish was not fulfilled and she had become the wife of the people" Mexca did not reply and simply nodded.
"Listen to Abi's son, if he is indeed the figure needed by Abi's son, eating God will give way to Abi's son to meet and unite with him. Because of the gift from God there is nothing that is not useful" explained mr. yai
"I know mr. yai. But I don't think that's possible, nobody's going to let a woman as good as her from her side." with a sad look on her face.
"Yes, a soul mate and destiny cannot be separated. And it is not impossible if God wills."
"It is possible that he is currently stuck in the corner because the light of Abi son was invisible to him, and nothing is impossible in the dictionary of God. Because the soul mate is a reflection of the soul, I am sure with the son Abi to improve like this surely makmum son Abi will be able to find the son Abi" said with a smile on Mexca who looks down.
"What do you mean by yai?" raising his head looked at ki yai manaf.
"Later you will know and understand after experiencing and seeing it for yourself. For now let it be a divine secret." again - again smile with rama.
"....??" Mexca is getting confused.
"Remember Abi, Allah will not give what Abi wants, but will give what Abi wants. If God felt he was the one Abi wanted in life for Abi to eat God would surely give way to Abi with him to unite"
"Hem....All right, Mr. Yai." Mexca replied in confusion.
"Hahaha.do not think about it until it's that hard, later in time son Abi will understand himself" said ki yai manaf while patting - plump tanguh mexca.
"Already, it is time for Abi to carry out the obligations of Abi son, who has wanted Abi to leave for so long, said Faris who always paced back and forth here. Return to the task of son Abi and remember to always hold fast to the pillar of religion whatever will happen later, son Abi understand?" yai sir's message to mexca
"Yes I understand. God willing I will always remember the advice of Mr. Yai, and I will carry out and apply what has been used by Yai ajarka to me" I replied with confidence.
"Good, may the son of Abi always be in the protection and help of Allah SWT." do'a given to me by peeping my forehead
"Amin amin ya Rabbal'alamin" I answered and shed another tear.
And after a long talk it was finally within 2 months mexca was back in her routine in her office. Faris who saw his superior was back he felt relieved, because he no longer needs to control this large company alone and what is better is that he no longer needs to ponder - pesantren mandir and office that is very far away.
"Good morning boss, welcome back to the office bustle" said Faris, who saw Mexca enter his study.
"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum. Good morning also Ris." Mexca replied and made her secretary who was standing next to Faris shocked.
"Haha... Yes wa'alaikumsalam" Faris replied with a sigh.
"Wa - wa'alaikumsalam" replied the Mexca secretary with a stutter because his most extreme taste had not disappeared.
Cherokee
"Oh.o.!" pekik Faris while holding his jidat thrown by a ballpoint pen by Mexca.
"Merlin, be aware and quickly make a drink for the boss." whispered Faris right in the ears of Merlin (secretary of Mexca) who was dumbfoundedly staring at the change of his boss, who looked more enchanting to Merlin.
