Ala Islami Romanticism Without Dating

His Love Reminds Me of the Past

“No! I don't need anything, I'm here just want to give you something.” then young master crouched down while holding out a red rose, looked at syaidha and said, “Will you be my girlfriend? Honestly, I admired you so much from the first time we met and that feeling grew into love!” still in the position of holding out a rose, the young master hoped that Syaidha would accept her love, Umi just flinching to listen to the contents of the young master's heart, Umi was actually shocked by the young master's speech just now, Umi was really shocked by the young master's speech, Umi did not expect to feel this the second time, suddenly a clear circle dripped in the eye Umi.

With a quiver Umi said, “Ma-sorry sir, did I not hear wrong? Master loves me? I'm just a maid here and I'm a one-child widow. I am poor and orphaned, so are you willing to accept my shortcomings?”

Umi was still down, her hands were shaking and sweating. On the other hand Umi is happy, it turns out there is still hope for Umi to be happy and unexpected there is still a dear to her. On the other hand, a moment of remembrance with Abi crossed Umi's mind from the start of Umi came to Abi's house, proposed by Abi with a very romantic, then finally we decided to get married, then finally we decided to get married, honeymoon while accompanying Abi lecturing in every country.

It feels like the memories are immediately present in Umi's memory in an instant, Umi wants to forget everything but it feels difficult, because Abi first love Umi and teach everything to Umi, Umi retreated slowly to the back a few steps as her hand squeezed the tip of her hijab. Umi doesn't know what to do? Umi could only be silent, suddenly the young master woke up from his squat and approached Syaidha to answer all the questions Syaidha had.

“I will accept you for who you are, because love does not look at possessions, thrones and the past.that I know love can only be complete with a togetherness, therefore I love you for who you are, you're all I want.”

Not wanting to give up, the young master kept trying to get answers from the idol. Because for him Syaidha also deserves to be happy.

“Syaidha Syahilla Hisham, do you want to be my lover?” that was the expression of the young master, he looked really in love with Umi.

Umi was moved to hear the expression from the young master, it felt like it was sincere from the heart. Umi continued to shed her tears, because she did not believe that Umi would be loved again with a much different taste. Umi used to love, but now even Umi is loved.

At this time Umi is really confused, but Umi does not want to hurt the young master by hanging his feelings with lies.so Umi think only honesty should be prioritized if you want to start a relationship.

“May I tell you a little about my past, if you are pleased and want to hear it,” said umi opened her voice from earlier just silence.

“Please, I will gladly listen to it,” reply young master.

“Master, if we want to start a relationship then prioritize honesty because then he will know about himself and his past, so that no one should be troubled in the future. So I tell everything so that young master knows about myself,” said Umi softly.

“Alright, I am willing to listen to him,” replied the young master by looking at Syaidha's face.

Then Umi walked out to the park in the yard while being followed by the young master, umi sat on the chair and the young master sat next to her only a round table that blocked them both. lapse a few minutes, then Umi started the story, Umi breathed and ….

“The name of my ex-husband is Muhammad Mulhattul A’zammi El-Shirazy, he is an ambassador in Arabia. Not only that, he is a teacher and speaker. I used to know him because I was a maid in his house, because I was from among the people who could not afford it. The school was only a graduate of Madrasah Aliyah and had lived in a boarding school from Madrasah Tsanawiyah. I finally decided to become a TKW in Arabia in hopes of financing the lives of my parents, but it felt like it was a waste, they were called by the almighty before I could truly make my parents happy. I have two older sisters but they are now out of nowhere, no word after our two men died.

I live in Arabia as the wife of a habib whom I know I love very much. But no matter who he is, if he has the same feeling towards me otherwise, because he never revealed it from the beginning we were married Just said I wanted to make you my life partner. But with the time I always try to be a good wife and daughter-in-law there, sometimes I always accompany my husband where he goes we always spend time together on the journey. Although he is not romantic like other couples but being able to be with him is enough to make me happy.

I was taught some foreign languages by him, such as Arabic, English, Turkish, Palestinian and I was also taught some religious knowledge. But to my confusion, he had never touched me from the first night until we parted, because he thought I was a young man to have a child. Well, because I was nineteen years old and he was twenty-five but now I am twenty-five and so my son Mumtaz is five years old.”

Suddenly the young master cut Umi's story out of curiosity with what Umi had said.

“Means you're still a virgin?” ask the young master.

“Entah, I don't know either,” replied Umi.

“Can I continue again?”

“Hehe, sorry. Please.”

Then Umi continued the story that was cut by Mr. Dinar earlier.

I felt moody then they asked me, “Why? We know you're sad because your husband remarried and isn't here, but we hope you can live it with a smile because we believe you're strong, tough and great. You are beautiful and also salihah, what else should be doubted by you? And remember! Now you are pregnant, so you have to be patient and rest a lot for the sake of your health and your future child,” their last words that make me shocked and immediately make me wonder.

Direct contact I replied, “Not that!” then I told them everything, they were shocked as well as me and one of them asked me.

“Do you remember an old man who was in Medina? The one you helped back then?” Then I nodded and replied “Iya, I remember.”

“Well, he once said that you will be given a beautiful gift by God swt because of your kindness,” said one of my friends reminded me of the old grandfather I helped when I, my friend, my husband and my friends are in Medina.

“Maybe this is a gift that God gave you, God put a fetus in your womb, like the mother of Siti Maryam whom God placed the prophet in her womb without being touched by any man, though he kept his chastity but it was really hard test,” timpal one of my friends gave a long explanation.

‘I am not the same as Siti Maryam's mother, very far the difference.’

After feeling better I decided to go home, live my days without a husband by my side and spend time alone. When my husband came home from his honeymoon, I was confused as to what to say, then I dared to be honest with my husband that I was pregnant. Sick, no response at all because he knew that I had not been touched, but he did not suspect me in case I was pregnant by another man, I don't know what was on his mind. After I live the day without my husband's attention like a wife who is mingling two but even my preferred honeymoon, with his second wife. although he was never one-sided but I think when he was near me he was never as happy as when he was with his second wife. I remain patient, though my heart aches and this is very hard for me, I will endure for my son.

Several months my son Mumtaz was born in the city of Sham when my husband was there, my husband and I were invited by him because he did not want to be alone he wanted someone to accompany him. And at that very moment I gave birth to my son, only when he was beside me accompanying me during labor, that was the last time he was near me. After that he was more busy with his second wife who was pregnant as well, because for him my middle is more valuable than me. Which wife's heart doesn't hurt? Feeling injustice in his household, divorce? It should be like that in the eyes of my friends. Than I have to keep getting hurt.

A few years passed, when my son turned 5 and his half-sister was 4, my husband was allowed to remarry, but he said this was not because he loved her but because of her widow and young baby. At first I objected because he was a double who had made me feel foreign to him let alone this? But I don't want to be selfish after listening to his explanation, I try to be sincere and steadfast. Then I gave him permission to be a politician, at least I didn't become a selfish human being but about the heart who knows? But my madam wouldn't allow it, she was angry because she didn't want her love to be divided. But who can prevent my husband's decision, no one can until the same person, can't.

After my husband got married again, I got my parents dead and one side of me was chopped up by my husband. At that time my heart was so broken, the pain had to be faced in such a state, the unrelenting test of life. Then I decided to go home because my parents are more valuable than him, I can just take everything and hope that in the future it will be better. After I finished taking care of my parents' bodies, I was suddenly kicked out by my two sisters and I finally met you on the road at that time.”

A moment Umi shed her tears to wet her cheeks after Umi told her everything and it made Umi remember the old wounds that Umi had buried, the terrible past!

“I'm so sorry for your parents, I just listened to it was so full to feel what you felt when it was too painful for me to listen let alone you who felt it, I heard it,” said the young master issued his empathy to Umi, the young master was also sad, unimaginable by the young master how the pain of Umi at that time.

“If you really love me, I hope you love me because of God. Not because of me or anything else. Indeed, who loves someone because of Allah, he will feel eternal love later to the afterlife and one more, I do not want to date because it is forbidden by religion. if you really love me, ask me and marry me as soon as possible so that there is no slander. And now you already know my background so, do not make a date to get to know each other, because after marriage later you will know the personality of his partner.”

It makes the young master amazed at the honesty and personality of Umi, he is increasingly determined that he will fight for his love because he thinks he is not wrong to love, but only her husband who wasted Syaidha.

“Do I have to thank time? Or to her husband Syaidha, if not thanks to him who wastes women as well as Syaidha as possible at this time I will never meet Syaidha,” murmured Dinar while thinking.

Then Mr. Dinar spoke up after grappling with his heart and fikrannya “I, Dinar Salim Rusdiantara determined to fight for my love, if that's your wish I will do it and tonight, in this place, in this place, witnessed by the stars, I propose to you, Syaidha Syahila Hisham.” young master crouched down, then reached back a rose he held and issued a word that is so romantic according to Umi “Are you Merry Me? Would you be my Mummum?” so romantic the way Mr. Dinar proposed to Umi, it is appropriate for Umi to get his happiness. On one hand, Umi still stood up and shook with fear and confusion still enveloped her heart and mind. A few minutes Umi thought, struggling with her heart and mind, after feeling already steady with her heart Umi immediately nodded with a smile, taking flowers from the hands of the young master with a sense of happiness, he said, then he inhaled it and smiled.

“Bismillaah .. I want to be your makmum Mr. Dinar Salim Rusdiantara.”

“Really? You accept me?” asked Mr. Dinar in a soft tone, no words can describe his happiness at this time.

“Iya, I'm serious.”

Radiated by the look of their faces of happiness, two people who are on the verge of romance now spend every second with just a smile that adorns their faces. Do not want time to pass without seeing a meaningful figure in his life, supporting each other, he said, understanding each other and always greeting when there is a time when things are most liked by this person.

“Aakhh, it feels like I want to quickly justify Syaidha so that there is no more distance between us. Can spend time together without any sin or talk of people, and yahh .. Aged together until death separates so that later will leave the history of the most beautiful love, and love,” murmured Dinar as she closed her lying eyes with a smile, looking at the ceiling of the room remembering that her love did not clap one hand.