Accompany Me with Hijrah
I'M SORRY, RA
The afternoon changed into twilight. There was no sunlight as usual. There was only a cloud in the sky of Cairo. Zarra sat on the terrace of the mosque he had been to. He slapped his face on his knee. He was trying to hide his crying.
In Zarra's heart there was an inner struggle. Next to his heart said he regretted receiving the sermon without knowing the person, without knowing his past. While half his heart told him sincerely and patiently waiting for Fahri's story. He knows he is weak in feeling. And God tested it through its weakness. He kept asking in his heart why God met a man who did not love him. This is why he hesitated to go through marriage without introduction.
Adzan's voice rang out. People who were outside now enter the mosque to perform maghrib prayer. Zarra wiped her tears and looked around her. Then he stood at the door of the mosque. Look in. Half his heart that was filled with anger did not allow his feet to step in to pray. He was angry and disappointed. Why did God choose such a man for him? Full of secrets and loving other women. Is he not in the process of repentance? Did he not go down his path? Did he not believe in Him and try to keep His commandments? His heart was truly rebellious.
"Assalamu'alaikum," said someone. Zarra turned and answered his greetings. A middle-aged woman approached him. He spoke an Egyptian language that Zarra did not understand.
"'Iinaa asif '. Ana al'andunisia," replied Zarra which means 'sorry, I am Indonesian'. The woman smiled.
"Why not go in?" asked the woman. Zarra's fascinated. The woman speaks fluent Indonesian. "Don't be surprised! I am a native of Medan. I've lived here for 20 years" explained the woman. Zarra just nodded in a smile.
"Why not enter immediately?" the woman repeated her question. Zarra. He could not possibly tell the problem to this woman he had just met. He doesn't even know her.
"It's okay. I'm on my period" Zarra replied lying. The woman just nodded.
"Alright, I pray first inward. You should pray if you have a problem. Give it back to your Lord all" said the woman before entering the mosque. Zarra was stunned looking at the woman from behind. Ah, Achaghfirullah, he said in his heart. Unknowingly he had suudzon to God. He felt like he was being troubled by the words of the woman. It feels shame to lie because of menstruation even though she is pregnant. He patted his stomach and regretted it.
"I'm sorry, God," she whispered softly. Her tears are melting. He rubbed it and hurriedly took ablution. He did not want to miss the prayer. He hoped that God would listen to his request this time. He wants peace of heart.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of Cairo, Fahri is in confusion looking for Zarra. He called his friends, asking for help in finding Zarra. He also called Abi and Uminya to help him contact Zarra because Zarra had not picked up the phone.
The night was replaced with the night. They searched around Al Azhar Campus and apartments, but did not find Zarra. Fahri sat in front of his apartment. Firhan, Hawari and Raka are back. They didn't find Zarra. Moza and Raina also walked away with a nil result.
"Fahri, sorry before," said Raina. Fahri turned towards Raina. Her face was completely haggard after hours of walking in search of Zarra. "Me and Moza met Zarra this morning. Zarra asked us to meet her at a cafe near here. He asked about Meisya and this matter" Raina said later.
"And you tell me?" asked Fahri. Raina shakes.
"We can't possibly tell you about this, Fahri. Moza and I were just trying to convince Zarra that you really loved her because Zarra thought she was just your escape. What is Meisya telling you exactly?" said Raina.
"Meisya found Zarra?" asked Hawari. Fahri nodded weakly. Hawari patted his forehead. Everyone breathed in annoyance.
"It's late and it's going to rain like that. You guys go home first. If Zarra comes back later, I'm telling you" Fahri said. They look at each other.
"Okay. Remember, no matter what happens you tell us" Hawari said. They also leave. After the death of his friends, Fahri felt sorry to make Zarra like this. The rain started falling. He's getting worried about Zarra out there.
"Where are you, Ra? Cepet home," murmured Fahri. He was waiting faithfully in front of the apartment.
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The rain is falling more and more. The smell of the rain-drenched earth made Zarra calm. However, the cold atmosphere made him hungry. After praying Isya', Zarra remained seated on the terrace of the mosque. Actually he wants to go home and meet Fahri. But the rain was too heavy for him to break through. As a result, he just sat on the terrace of the mosque.
While seeing the rain falling, slowly Zarra thought back. What's wrong in him or himself Fahri. He returned with the words of Umi Fatma. "Marriage is not only about love but also comfort. If you can give comfort, of course your husband will not turn to another heart". Those words were once ordered by Umi Fatma when she was about to get married.
Zarraa leaned his head against the wall of the mosque. The cold began to invade her body. His stomach is back in pain. At a time like this he misses Fahri's warm embrace. Is Fahri looking for him at the moment? Thinking about Fahri made her shed tears. He must find out the fact Fahri still loves others. However, half his heart said, 'Then why would Fahri love Meisya? I'm wife! I'm carrying her child'. However, half of his heart also said that they could have married without his knowledge. Ah, Zarra's heart is getting messed up. His misses want to see Fahri beat everything. He hates it like this.
Zarra moved from where she sat. Walking, stepping his feet through the heavy rain. It is only 5 minutes if you walk. His steps were heavy because the rain was too heavy. The cold made him shiver. His stomach pain makes him have to walk slowly.
As he approached his apartment, he saw a man standing in front of the apartment. Zarra recognized him immediately. That's Fahri. Fahri looked confused and kept calling. His face looked confused and worried. Is Fahri worried about him? Slowly his steps forward. It feels heavier. The cold and pain he felt became more and more.
"Where are you, Zarra? Please pick up my phone, Ra!," murmured Fahri while continuing to call Zarra's phone. However, his eyes caught the figure of the limped woman walking towards him. Fahri's eyes widened so surprised. Zarras. That's Zarra. He also ran to pick up Zarra who was walking in the rain. Disregarding the heavy rain, he ran to pick up his wife.
"Zarra?" cried Fahri as soon as they faced each other. Zarra smiled shivering.
"Ma.maa.sorry, Kaaak" said Zarra. Her tears that fell were mixed with rain that soaked her body. However, not long after that his body felt tired and light. He collapsed in Fahri's arms. Fahri carried him to his room.
Arriving at the room, Fahri cleans Zarra's body and replaces her wet clothes. He put her on the bed. His wife's body was warm.
"I'm sorry, Ra. I'm sorry" said Fahri, smiling at his wife's cold hands. Her tears are dripping. He realized he had hurt Zarra by keeping the matter hidden from Zarra. He wants this problem to be solved soon. He also called someone. Someone who will help her deal with Meisya and her problems.
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