Ana Uhibbuka Fillah (Series Loves You In Silence 2 )
5. Fikri (Masalalu Devika Shadow)
I sipped a cup of warm tea. The sweet taste made my mood slightly improve. Then I looked at Mr. Maulana. The 50-year-old middle-aged man was busy preparing some files on his hands. Next to him were three young men who were probably of my age and were busy helping out his boss.
Today is a good time to have an important conversation with my colleague after I got home from the hospital for helping the veiled woman.
"Sir Fikri?"
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry about you before. You shouldn't have come here. I can come to Jakarta. Especially I need to be with you."
I'm just smiling. The middle-aged man whose hair was already about to turn white exuded a charismatic and friendly aura.
"There's no need to feel guilty Mr. Lana. Let's just say my goal here is to take a walk to enjoy this Muslim city."
Old man smiled kindly. But I'm right, right? Otherwise, I might have met that woman. The veiled woman who looks like she is clumsy and shy. I didn't even know his name until now.
"Oh so yeah. Then welcome to this city, sir. Thanks again."
"Together Mr. Lana. Ah yeah. So what about our partnership this time?"
"This is Mr. Fikri." Mr. Lana started thrusting important files at me. A proposal he had already put together. I started to open the first page and read it carefully.
"At the end of Ramadan 1440 the Hijri will arrive. So our goal to cooperate with the Father is that we want to establish a broadcast television station with the theme of Da'wah and Tausiah. We will provide good speakers and speakers from this city."
I still take page after page seriously. Read all the cooperation proposals from Mr. Lana and his Team.
"We are short of funds to establish this television station Mr. Fikri. We need funds to get everything started. This includes the salaries of our employees, team and crew and the funds we need to develop this Islamic broadcast television station. We intend to invite Mr. Fikri to invest in our company."
I closed Mr. Lana's proposal file. Then I looked at the middle-aged man seriously.
"Has the speaker and speaker prepared?"
"In the process sir. Currently our team is visiting several pesantren and several religious science assemblies to find speakers and religious figures to work with."
I just understand. A good cooperation and will be a field of reward to share the good in the holy month later.
"We have explained that we have explained that the share profit that will be obtained by Pak Fikri company is 50%."
I'm nodding. "alright. I will reconsider it by talking to my boss, Mr. Amran. I'll give it two more days."
Mr. Lana smiled kindly at me. "All right then. We'll wait for certainty from you."
After that we talked for a moment. Then Mr. Lana took me to a restaurant to have lunch together at this hotel.
We occupied a dining table that was on reservation. Coinciding at that time, a young man who became a hotel attendant also politely brought a tray containing food.
"It's Sir. Come on please in the cicipin."
"I stared at the many food menus that looked special and appetizing. Some of the menus look foreign to me."
"This is a typical culinary menu of this city, sir." said Mr. Lana to me and pointed towards the plate containing the food he meant.
"Menu this food is called Ungkot Kemamah. The typical Acehnese food made from boiled tuna is then dried and sliced into small pieces."
I tried to taste it. Masya Allah. It tastes so delicious. Not only that. I also tried other dishes.
Food from Pak Lana's restaurant is delicious. He happens to be the owner of this hotel. An idea came to my mind. I also looked at Mr. Lana after downing a glass of water.
"Does the chef work well here?"
"Alhamdulillah yes Mr. Fikri. Chefs here are really of quality." Mr. Lana drinks a cup of warm tea. Then put it again on the table.
"They make all of these dishes carefully and carefully so as not to make visitors to this restaurant will be disappointed with the taste."
"How many cooks do you have?"
"Very much. What's the matter, Mr Fikri? Are you interested in recruiting one of them?"
Mr. Lana looked at me for a moment. Then he smiled. A friendly smile that has since made me grateful if this middle-aged man is really good at working together.
"You don't have to worry, sir. After this I will invite you to meet him. One of the best chefs in this hotel restaurant."
I nodded and just continued our lunch smoothly.
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أَسْتَغْفِرُ اللهَ أَسْتَغْفِرُ اللهَ أَسْتَغْفِرُ اللهَ اللَّهُمَّ أَنْتَ السَّلاَمُ وَمِنْكَ السَّلاَمُ تَبَارَكْتَ يَا ذَا الْجَلاَلِ وَالإِكْرَامِ
Asterghfirullaah. Asterghfirullaah. Asterghfirullaah. Allahumma anta ssalaam, wa mingka ssalaam, tabarakta ya dzaljalaali wal ikraam.
"I ask Allah for forgiveness (pronounced 3x) O Allah, Thou art the Most Prosperous, and from Thee is the Exalted, O Lord of Glory and Glory."
HR. Muslim no.591 (135), Abu Dawud no.1513, an-Nasa-i III/68, Ahmad (V/275,279), ad-Darimi I/311, Ibn Khuzaimah no.737, and Ibn Majah no.928 From Tsauban's friend radhiyallaahu 'anhu.
I wrapped my prayer beads after reciting and praying a few minutes ago. I looked at the prayer mats and sarongs I was wearing neatly.
Sleepiness and fatigue swept over me. I immediately laid myself on the bed. I looked up at the sky of this luxurious hotel room.
As it already is. When it is quiet like this, Devika's shadow is always present in my mind and mind.
Her face. Her beauty. Sweet smile. Her happy face. All become one.
I really can't forget it. That incident has been over for a few years now.
This love is so big. To the extent that the love I had for the late Devika was never again open to other women.
I loved her so much. Being shackled in this kind of darkness is not easy. It feels really painful.
"Ficily?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"Thank you Dev."
"I should be the one to thank you Fik. You have been waiting for my heart so patient. I'm sorry I just realized it. I can't wait for our wedding."
I laughed amusedly. "Patience Dev. Pray to God. Hope everything goes well."
"Aamiinu. I love you Fikri."
"I love Devika too."
The shadow then again. And I'll never forget it. I love you Devika.
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Fikri: What should I do? Those of you who read this give me advice.
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Author : Thank you for reading. Healthy always for you.
With Love 💋
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