Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
4. Afrah (Hope to Meet Again )
"Oh God." I held my dizzy head.
The first thing I did after opening my eyes was to be privileged in my heart. My head feels dizzy. My head feels heavy. My body's limp. This dizziness has often occurred since the last three years.
A nurse looked at me and then turned to help me sit down. The nurse told me a lot about my condition. After I was gone I was still anxious until finally the blue sliced man looked at me.
Our views could meet. Just for a second I was amazed. He's good-looking. Blaster-faced. What country he is from, even though he is in Indonesia.
And so soon I felt guilty. O Allah. What did I just do? Shouldn't I, as a woman, submit my gaze that is not my mahram?
Astarghfirullah's.
Astarghfirullah's.
Astarghfirullah's.
In my heart I was privileged. Ask God for forgiveness that I am wrong.
"Asalamualaikum."
The sound of greeting and greeting from him made me speechless. I was still down and I finally returned the words.
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
"I'm sorry for the accident that my assistant almost bumped into you."
I was silent for a moment. I still bow my face. I dare not look at him. Although my heart is actually nervous and stubborn. His tone was very slow. Well-mannered. Friendliest. The question made me feel a little worried about him.
My instinctive feeling as a woman is so happy and grateful. O Allah. What's wrong with me? Is it that easy for me to be so happy with him?
"What..you, is it okay?"
I looked at him again. Appreciate him as a necessary interlocutor. Just a second ago I bowed my face again.
"I'm a little dizzy. God willing, I will be fine. Thank you for helping me."
Her phone is heard. He was a little bit away and I was breathing a sigh of relief. Just 10 minutes face to face with this blue-sliced man. During that time I vented it by squeezing a patient blanket that covered part of my body due to nervousness.
Rainbow rainbow
How beautiful you are
Red yellow green
The blue dilangit
Your painter great.
Ringtone rainbow song that came from my phone rang. Father's name was on his screen. I accepted.
"Father's Salamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. The afrah? Where are you, son? You're doing all right? 1 Hour I'm waiting for you at the restaurant. I didn't eat during break."
Then I'm scared. The guilt is growing. I made my father angry.
"Mafin Afrah Daddy. Afrah, Afrah again hospital."
"What's? In-"
"Hello? Daddy?"
"Hello? Daddy's? Did you hear Afrah? Hello?"
I put my phone down. My God, my cell phone battery is completely dead because of lowbat. What am I supposed to do now? Dad's gonna be worried.
"Need cell phone?"
I looked up, looking at the blue-sliced man. He threw a cell phone at me.
"Contact your family. Tell them that his daughter's in the hospital."
I'm still quiet. I weighed in for a moment by his offer. But I remember Dad. I received her phone. Very expensive and branded phone. I was confused because I didn't know how to use it.
"Yes?"
"sorry. How to use it?"
He looks confused. Maybe he was wondering why I was so stupid didn't understand. But it is. I am a gaptek. Then he smiled faintly and his gaze turned to my phone which was not a Smartphone. A cell phone that only has the advantages of a radio and a small flashlight.
"What's your parents' cell phone number? I'll help contact him."
I just nodded then mentioned Dad's cell phone number and he took out my call. It only took a few seconds when Dad's voice sounded.
He gave me his phone and then a little bit away to give me some privacy.
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"Oh my God, son. Thank God for protecting you."
"What do you think about not paying attention to the highway when crossing? You really make everyone worry and bother."
I walk with my body still weak. On my right there is Mother who rubs my arms. Then there's my dad on my left. The doctor gave me the decision to go out for an outpatient home.
"Mafin Afrah Mother. Maafin Afrah Daddy. Afrah was daydreaming."
"What the hell is a kid?" suhut Mother who still nag. "Nice to daydream. Daydreaming is the son of Afrah, one of the activities that are not useful. It just takes away your mind and time. Don't daydream anymore. Find useful activities. Youunderstand?"
"Yes Mother yes. Sorry."
From Abu Hurairah radhiyallahu 'anhu, from the Prophet shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam, he said,
مِنْ حُسْنِ إِسْلاَمِ الْمَرْءِ تَرْكُهُ مَا لاَ يَعْنِيهِ
"Among the virtues of Islam one is to abandon the unwholesome" (HR. Tirmidhi No. 2317, Ibn Majah No. 3976. Shaykh Al Albani says that this hadith is shahih).
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Afternoon. The rain ended an hour ago. I am grateful that I have just finished my duty as a Muslim by performing the Ashar prayer.
I fold my face neatly. Then I grabbed my veil just to open my bedroom window featuring the neighboring houses.
I live in a town of Jantho which is in the district of Aceh Besar. I looked up at such a beautiful sky. Every rain has gone down. I hope to God that God will bring a rainbow in the sky and that is true. Right now there is a rainbow that is clearly visible in both my eyes.
The rainbow is beautiful. Why I liked seeing it a long time ago. Just imagining the beauty of God, I suddenly remembered the blue-sliced man who had helped me in the hospital.
He was not seen again after Father and Mother came. His handsome face was no longer present before my eyes.
Where's she?
Did God bring me to him for a few minutes?
"O Allah, may I wish to see him again? A man whom God has created so beautiful and perfect in the eyes of the servant overcomes the sense of the beauty of the rainbow that I have always admired."
Then I looked up at the sky. I smiled and I felt ashamed. Maybe my cheeks are red.
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Afrah: I began to be interested in him even though he only looked at the eyes of a second. Those of you who read my story, pray that I may see him again.
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