Devotion of Love

In A Third Night

"I mean Abi?"

"It's not science or treasure that will make my daughter happy. Your understanding and sense of care for his future will make him happy. I don't need a daughter-in-law who is highly skilled or of great wealth. I need a heart that understands my daughter's tears and smile. Meet Aura with courage. Like you asked him to dare to meet me. Decide the best among you. I will fully support your decision!" abi Salim said, Arkan fell silent.

Not long ago the sound of azan was heard from the mosque speakers. One of the santri mumbled azan. Wake up a santri who wants to pray in a third of the night. Arkan and Abi Salim were stunned. They did not realize when there was a santri who entered the mosque. Then with an eye gesture, Abi Salim invited Arkan into the mosque.

Arkan and Abi Salim walked into the mosque. One by one the students and the students came to meet the mosque. It did not take long, the mosque area was filled with residents of the pesantren. After evening prayers, the students usually teach while waiting for dawn.

"Abi, sorry Arkan has to say goodbye now. Tomorrow morning Arkan should be in the hospital. Arkan will rest at home!" pamit Arkan, shortly after the completion of the evening prayer.

Abi Salim agreed, although in his heart still hampered the problem that had been discussed with Arkan. Just like he said to Arkan. He will not interfere with the matter between Arkan and Aura. All decisions are in their hands. Abi Salim fully believes and will support whatever his decision.

"Alright Arkan, you be careful on the road. Do not ride your bike at high speed. You haven't slept in the night, afraid you'll get sleepy!" abi Salim said softly, Arkan nodded slowly.

Arkan kissed the back of Abi Salim's hand. Gently Abi Salim rubbed Arkan's jet black hair. True sincere affection is visible. Abi Salim considered Arkan to be his own son. Even though he would not be a match for Aura. Arkan will remain his son.

"Abi, before Arkan comes home. There's something Arkan wants to say!" arkan said, Abi Salim blinked his eyes. As if understanding the meaning of Arkan's words.

"Say, I'll listen. I will not interfere with your decision. If only you would reject Aura. That meant Aura had to be ready to cry and get hurt. Conversely if you are steady in receiving Aura. Then Aura should be ready to leave this pesantren. Following the heavy steps of your feet. Become the master who will accompany you. Not surpassing you with the advantages he has!" abi Salim was wise.

"Abi, I'm so flattered to hear Abi entrust the happiness of Aura to me. I felt so blessed when Abi handed me your precious happiness. But as I said earlier. My shoulders are still too fragile to support the burden of difference. My hand is still very weak, to hold the hand of Aura's brother which is so meaningful. My legs are too heavy to pass the test of life. A move that would only make Brother Aura tormented!"

"Want to!" sahut Abi Salim's.

"Abi, in front of the house of Allah SWT. I'm telling you the truth, if I were ready today. I won't go home without Aura's hands. It didn't take time to think of becoming the priest of the afterlife. But Hanif Arkan Kahairullanam, nothing more than an ordinary young man with many flaws. My heart is still filled with the dark and black of the past. A dirty heart that will ruin the purity of your heart, Aura!" arkan lirih.

"What's your decision?" sahut Abi Salim relax.

"I bet on my love in His decree. I put my happiness in His will. I leave my companion in His choice. I entrust my way of life in His justice. In the third of my night, I called your daughter's name full of majesty. I hope he will be my next. In the third of my night, I offer a prayer of sincerity. Dreaming someday there will be a happy me with your trust. Abi, in the chanting of holy verses. I call your daughter's name full of love. Expect the Ridho Allah SWT will feel this love!" arkan said firmly full of taste.

"If you've mentioned the name Aura in the third of your night. Why are you worried about living with him?" abi Salim asked in surprise.

"Alright Arkan, Abi understands what you mean. Go home to your house, meet the woman who is the reason for your happiness and sorrow. If that blessing exists and you are sure willing to become the Aura priest. Come back and pin Aura on me. Not with a luxury treasure or dowry. Simply betel my daughter with the beginning of the bismilah, continued the qobul ijab and you close with alhamdulillah. My blessing will always be with you!" abi Salim said, Arkan nodded and then came out.

"Wait for Arkan, don't you want to meet Aura. At least tell her, why did you reject her today?" abi Salim said, Arkan shook his head. Abi Salim got his forehead clueless.

"Abi, Aura's physical condition is not stable. Let him rest. I don't want to hurt her by giving her uncertain hope. To be honest, even though I was very sure of my race. But behind all this sense, there are provisions and provisions of HIS that we cannot deny. I'm not going to meet him, without bringing a pin to him!" arkan said firmly, Abi Salim smiled.

"The man who puts a woman's feelings above her interests. God willing will be a good priest, because in fact the priest is not only a guide or companion of a teacher. But the priest must be able to embrace and understand the heart of his mother. Now I will never hesitate to give up my little daughter. As a father, I still feel unwilling. But hearing the way you looked at Aura. Now I wholeheartedly hope for your proposal!" abi said, Arjan nodded in agreement.

Arkan walked out of the mosque. In the cold and dark of the night. Arkan walked towards the main house. Because the motorcycle is parked there. Abi Salim followed Arkan's steps. He looked at Arkan's straight back. The man she hoped would be able to become her daughter's priest.

"Arkan, can we talk!" aura said kindly, Arkan turned his head while still wearing a helmet on his head. Both of Arkan's eyes saw Aura standing right in front of him. Although blocked by helmet glass, but Aura's beauty and the shade of her face are still clearly visible.

"Asthgfirullahhaladzim!" arkan Inner while pressing his chest slowly. Arjan's heart trembled very quickly. Bak wants out of his place.

Aura accidentally meets Arkan, when she feels Arkan will not meet her. The aura ran as fast as possible. When he saw Arkan riding his bike. Maybe Aura was being shameless. But Aura's heart and mind were filled with a sense of Arkan. His chest felt tight, he had difficulty breathing.

"What did Brother Aura call me?" sahut Arkan, Aura gulped his saliva roughly. When Arkan said his greeting. For years they were under the same roof of the pesantren. But this time they were so close.

"Why did you come home without greeting me? Just wanted to say your decision after talking to Abi. I'm sure Abi has said it all!" aura said softly, Arkan nodded slowly.

"Because there's nothing I want to tell you. All my race and my hopes are with you. I told you completely in the third of my night. There's nothing more I want to say!"

"All right, I understand now. If you could put all your race in prayer in a third of the night. I'll do the same. Because HE's the only one with the answers in my every fidget!" aura said softly, Arkan nodded slowly.

"Assalammualaikum!"

"Glammon!" sahut Aura wailed, while looking at Arkan who was away riding his motorcycle.

"Welcome to your destination, my future priest!" inner Aura.