365 Days Towards Halal

96# Love at Taj Mahal

The Taj Mahal is a world heritage site. This magnificent building is located right on the banks of the Yamuan river, Agra. According to the story in his wake the Taj Mahal is, as an offering of a king's love to his queen. The man who ruled to build the Taj Mahal was a master of the Mughal Empire.

At that time, the prince Shah Jahan, fell in love with a woman named Mumtaz ul Zamani, an ordinary woman who went around peddling beads and silk cloth. Prince Shah Jahan also married and made Mumtaz ul Zamani the third empress in his magnificent palace and was given the nickname Mumtaz Mahal which means “Jewelry in Istana”.

Mumtaz Mahal became the most beloved wife of Shah Jahan and they lived in love with each other, although Mumtaz Mahal was only a third wife. However, their marriage ended badly, Mumtaz Mahal died while giving birth to her 14th child. The departure of Mumtaz Mahal, made Shah Jahan hit hard to promise not to marry again.

Therefore, Shah Jahan built the most magnificent tomb on the grave of his wife, as a proof of the true love of Shah Jahan. Today we know it as the Taj Mahal.

The building that is always crowded with tourists is enough to make tourists amazed at its splendor and luxury. How not? Just like the meaning of the name given to Mumtaz ul Zamani, namely Mumtaz Mahal, the Taj Mahal was built so magnificently with white marble and 43 types of gemstones and without any blemish.

Queen and Raka arrive at the Taj Mahal gate. They have to pay a fairly expensive fee to get around in the Taj Mahal museum. They pay about 600,000-, rupiah to be able to enjoy the beauty of the Taj Mahal.

No problem for Raka he immediately bought two admission tickets for himself and Queen. As usual, they are fighting to pay each other anything. However, a man like Raka would not let his girl pay each one, what else pay for her.

After their ticket, a guide was assigned to accompany them both. Each of them has their cameras ready to shoot anything to capture as a memento they once set foot on the Taj Mahal.

They wander around and find incredible spots while listening to the story of the Taj Mahal told by the guide who walked with them. Not infrequently, they ask the guide to take a photo of the two of them in an interesting spot.

After nearly two hours of touring, the guide was done with his duties. Thus, he gave Raka and Queen the space and time to enjoy the rest of their time at the Taj Mahal.

They both chose to rest for a while, lucky, Queen had brought bottled water that they could enjoy together while resting. They chose a place to rest at the pool of the Taj Mahal. It runs along the museum's courtyard.

They both stared at the majestic historic building in front of them and greatly admired it. Then, Raka glanced at Queen who was sitting next to her while gulping down the remaining mineral water that was in her grasp.

"True love, men are like that" Raka said.

"meaning?" Queen turned to Raka and looked at the man.

"Yes, Mumtaz Mahal is the third wife. However, for some reason it could be the true love of Shah Jahan. Miraculous right? Men are like that. Although many women stop by during his life, but he only loves one person throughout his life. That's called a man's true love."

Queen was silent to Raka's words.

"When a man loves with all his heart, he will be very heartbroken if the woman he loves leaves him, but his love remains for his true love or even not to remarry and choose his own spending the rest of his life. That's how..." Terang Raka's.

"And you?"

Raka looked at Queen closely. He did not understand the question posed by Queen.

"meaning?" Ask Raka.

Queen smiled and lowered her gaze.

"My masud, what are you? Are you going to be like that?" Ask the Queen again.

Raka smiled and let out a long breath. Then, he looked at the Queen closely.

"I think I'm Shah Jahan, and you're Mumtaz Mahal." Raka said with confidence and honesty in the look of her shady eyes.

Queen was silent, she kept staring at the two eyeballs of Raka. His eyes were red and his chest felt tight.

"Are you sure?" Ask the Queen again.

"Why not, I'm a man. I know the difference between true love and love just stopping by, Queen. With you, I have no emotions. With you, my heart says I have to fight. With you, I feel my life is more colorful. With you, I feel the sincerity in fighting, with you......"

"Whether...." Cut Queen.

"Yes..?"

"Let's go for it..."

Raka was flabbergasted and looked at Queen closely.

"Roof?"

"Yes, our love story." Firm Queen.

"You're not kidding me, are you Queen?" Raka asked as she got up from her seat and stood in front of the Queen with a crisp face.

Queen smiled and looked at Raka with a loving gaze.

"I'm starting to love you. Thank you for fighting for me. Thank you for convincing me that true love exists."

"Thank God..!" Said Raka while rubbing her face with both blades of her palm.

"Are you serious?" Raka asked and crouched down in front of the Queen.

"Yes..." The queen nodded with certainty.

"Thank you Queen! Thank you!" Raka said as she hugged Queen tightly. He almost cried, because his struggle had not been in vain. He managed to make the girl who was so difficult to get it melt and accept his love.

Today, right in front of the monument emblem of true love, their hearts are united. Queen chose to accept and open her heart wide to the man who had fought and fought for her.

Man and the world belong to the Creator. So, if it is very difficult to obtain, please be facilitated with the creator. Only He has power over heart, destiny, way of life, profit, loss, life, death, sickness, health and whatever it is. Still less trusting?

Surrender, enjoy, follow this path of life. If something is not appropriate, it is prejudiced, that the creator will not make us disappointed many times.

Raka carried the Queen's body and circled around in the grass right by the pool. His heart continues to give thanks and he intends to immediately justify the girl his longing.

"I love you" whispered Raka.

"Me too" said Queen.

A happy smile adorned the faces of the two of them.

"Tum Paas Aaye, Yoon Muskuraaye.

Tumne Na Jane Kya Sapne Dikaaye.

Tum Paas Aaye, Yoon Muskuraaye.

Tumne Na Jane Kya Sapne Dikaaye.

Abh To Mera Dil, Jage Na Sota Hai's.

Kya Karon Hai, Kuch Kuch Hota Hai.

Kya Rang Layee, Meri Dua.

Ye Ishq Jane Kaise Hua."

(Without knowing you gave me a dream.

You approached me, smiling sweetly.

Unknowingly you gave me a dream.

Today my heart is neither awake nor asleep.

What I had to do, something happened.

My prayer has been answered.

God knows when and how I fell in love.

I wonder why I have peace in anxiety.)

Raka humming song Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. While continuing to cradle the Queen in her sling. Until finally they both fell on the grass with a smile.

"Silly ah, how do you memorize Indian songs?" Queen asked with a reddened face holding back the embarrassment as they both became the center of attention of the people who witnessed Raka's behavior cradling herself in a sling.

"That's Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, old movie soundtrack." Said Raka with a face that looked a little silly while smiling as usual.

Queen sat down on the grass and looked at Raka while cleaning her hair from the dry grass.

"It's like that you're the same movie, so you memorize the lyrics?" Queen did not believe it.

"No, I memorized the lyrics after I was planning on saying love in India, which is somehow to you." Said Raka who was sitting on the grass.

The Queen laughed out loud at Raka's words.

"What's so funny?" Ask Raka with an innocent face.

"Natural tack!" Chirps Queen.

"Biarin, the important thing is to accept. wekkksss!"

"Not accepted!"

"Eh can not do that. if it is already. Cannot be canceled. Until whenever you belong to me. Just like the eternal love story of Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal" Raka said triumphantly.

"Ishhhhhh.." Queen pressed her lips and threw away her gaze.

"Tum Paas Aaye, Yoon Muskuraaye." Raka started humming back.

"Raka! Geli ah..! Not all, joggers in the park and in the tree?" Queen asked, holding back her laughter.

"Let's have a good idea" Raka pulled Queen's hand and jigged like an Indian actor in movies, over the grass.

"Rakaaaaaaa..! don't know ah.." Queen ran away from Raka.

"Tum Paas Aaye, Yoon Muskuraaye, Queeen!!!!" Raka chased after Queen while continuing to laugh amusedly at the expression of Queen who has now officially become her lover.