Earth Angel

Chapter 28: The Call of Mas

"Loving God is the height of love. Perfect your love for God before you anchor your love to His creatures.”

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The day is getting noon, the heat generated from the sun is already very felt. The wind that blows hard makes the leaves fly to and fro. The streets look quiet like never before.

Meanwhile, Zhivana was sitting quietly in front of the house waiting for someone to come. The hijab she was wearing could not stand still because it was blowing in the wind, zhivana did not care about it, he was drifting into his mind.

Soon the figure of a man wearing a cocoa shirt did not forget the sarong suit and peci he was wearing, walking towards the direction of zhivana.

"Assalamualaikum" he said softly.

Zhivana who knew that voice immediately smiled.

"Girishal"

One month ago azwar had returned to Indonesia and in one month also azwar had often met zhivana to just chat together.

"Ustadz please sit down"

Zhivana invited Azwar to sit on a bamboo chair with a dark brown paint, the chair was not far from the chair in which the zhivana was sitting just in the middle of the bamboo chair there was a medium-sized round table.

"Ustadz"

"Ukhn"

Azwar and zhivana.

Zhivana lowered her head feeling very embarrassed and nervous.

Aswar smiled, who now saw zhivana looking down with his hands clutching the strong stick he was holding earlier.

"Ukhty better talk first" Azwar said with a smile.

"All right"

Zhivana raised her face back her gaze straight ahead although zhivana could not see she remained reluctant to face towards azwar.

"Ustadz three days ago umi Aisyah came here, we were just chatting. But, umi said there was a big change in ustadz since returning from cairo"

Deg

Azwar was afraid that his umi and his ashes were suspicious and would find out about his illness as not now his body was getting thinner and more often looking pale.

"Umi ustadz words getting thinner, ustadz body often looks tired easily even looks very pale every day. Every umi asked ustadz he said ustadz always shifted the topic of conversation. Ustadz azwar I feel you are trying to hide something from all of us but what is it? Please speak honestly"

"Well, this is whether it's time I told zhivana about the blood cancer I'm suffering from." Azwar

"It will be too complicated for me to tell it" Azwar said softly.

"Did ustadz not trust me"

"I believe it, but this is too sudden if it should be told now"

Zhivana just fell silent she was thinking how to make ustadz azwar can speak honestly to her.

"Ustadz please speak whatever it is I will accept the reality"

Azwar stared at zhivana feeling very hesitant to tell her all this. But how else soon zhivana will be his legal wife. Accept it or not zhivana about this azwar must still tell zhivana.

"I have blood cancer" Azwar said.

Deg

Zhivana was silent and could not believe what she had just heard from ustadz azwar.

"Ti-no mu-maybe it's ustadz."

To be honest, zhivana was very surprised to hear that even now her legs felt limp.

"That's right, you're the first person I'm telling you"

"Do your umi and your brother, you know."

"No, I intentionally didn't tell him. If I told them they would be very worried"

"Since when did the cancer grow" said zhivana in a voice like a person holding back a cry.

"It's been six years"

Zhivana is silent now, how can ustadz azwar hide this cancer alone. It must be very painful this is not an ordinary disease but this is a blood cancer. It must be very painful at all not to mention Azwar endured the pain all this time alone.

Suddenly, there was a sobbing sound from zhivana, making Azwar panic himself because he did not know why he suddenly cried.

"Why cry." Azwar said who was now staring at zhivana.

"Please don't cry, somehow if you cry my heart hurts so much."

Zhivana still did not answer, only her sobs sounded.

"Zhivana" Azwar said softly

For the first time zhivana heard ustadz azwar mention his name, usually calling with ukhty frills.

"Please don't cry"

Zhivana wiped away her tears, but still her heart was very tight because of the suffering that azwar now suffered.

"How could this happen? Blood cancer is not an ordinary disease is very deadly, how can ustadz withstand the pain all this time?"

"Can't don't call me ustadz. This conversation sounds very formal"

"Keep I should call what?"

"I'll just call a name. What about you zhivana?"

"How about mas only" said zhivana shyly.

Azwar immediately smiled hearing that.

"alright. If you say it will sound very sweet" said Azwar with a smile.

Zhivana just looked down embarrassed.

"Zhivana promises not to tell this to umi and abi I really don't want to worry them"

"But what if something happens to you"

"Trust me this will all be fine."

"Alright I won't tell him. But if there's anything to talk about"

"thank you. Zhivana do you still want to marry me with this sickness"

"Mas I will accept mas as it is. In any case, I'll accept it"

"Dwelling"

"Yes"

"Ana uhibbuki."

"Ahabbakalladzi ahbabtani lahu" Reply zhivana shyly not forgetting he also smiled sweetly behind his veil.

"Oh yes, instead of cancer it must undergo a kind of chemotherapy. Are you on a good and routine medication?"

"Mas live it well but not too routine. Because I had to undergo chemotherapy in Singapore"

"Away away"

"Did not after graduating from college S2 mas go to Singapore?" Guess zhivana

Azwar glanced at zhivana at a glance then smiled. It turned out that zhivana was able to guess herself correctly.

"Yes. Sorry for lying"

"No papa really, as long as it's good for mas zhi will always support"

"You know a time like this I feel like I have a very strong life expectancy. Now that I have a reason to always survive is you zhivana my future wife"

Zhivana felt touched to hear it, she still slightly could not believe how azwar had blood cancer all this time. Surviving and struggling with her pain alone was incredible.

Zhivana knew azwar loved her very sincerely, zhivana was also happy because azwar made zhivana the reason why he had to survive.

His tears could not be weathered anymore dripping just wet his cheeks and veil.

"How about I die" Lirih azwar looked straight ahead.

Zhivana held back her sobs so as not to be heard by azwar, she did not want to make azwar sad.

"Please don't talk like that, I'm sure you'll get well"

"If I die as your husband, I beg zhivana that you should remarry a sholeh man who can guide you to his paradise alloh"

"Please don't talk like that, please hold on for your Umi and abi and hold on for me too. Don't you love me? So I beg mas must fight we are all there for mas I will always be beside mas, I will take care of mas until healed"

"I've survived this far as hard as I can. But I don't know why I'm afraid that tomorrow I won't be able to see my family again, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you anymore"

"Mas I love you so much so please hold on for me"

Azwar was so grateful and happy to hear that he knew that he had to try to survive. But the pain he endured became more and more daily, as if death was approaching him.

"Thank you so much zhivana, honestly I'm so happy to hear that. Prayers may heal"

"I will always pray for the mas and will always pray for the mas so that the mas can heal and return to health as before"

"Thank God, thank you zhivana."

"Yes mas"

"Zhivana mas should immediately go to the mosque soon adzan dzuhur and mas also all say goodbye to go home. You don't do it yourself"

"Yes, I'm not a papa, and I'm used to being a mas don't worry"

"Well then go first, take good care of yourself"

"Yes mas"

Zhivana and Azwar moved from their seats.

"Please first yes. Assalamualaikum."

"Yes mas. Waalaikumsalam"

Azwar immediately went to go to the mosque. While zhivana he went straight into the house.

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United States

Inside a modern-style cafe located in the city center, these three people were joking but not with one person who looked moody.

It's so crowded tonight it's not like usual night. The air tonight is pretty cold. Flickering lights dotted the shops, sounding boisterous by the sounds of people passing by outside there.

"Come on arrsyad we enjoy tonight before your exams begin. From now on you look so moody, why hem is there a problem?" Ask Adzril by sipping a glass of green tea.

"Arrsyad you why? If there is a problem just talk to us hopefully we can help" said seina worried.

Arrsyad looked at Adzril and Seina in turn, and he was reluctant to tell what he was feeling.

"Are you satisfied to enjoy the tea if we have better go home"

"Lahh we're here just half an hour and you've brought me home"

Adzril was upset because arrsyad always could not be invited to linger outside for a drink or the road was very difficult unless if Adzril had to force first arrsyad.

Arrsyad snorted in annoyance.

"Alright then I go home first"

Arrsyad stood up straight from his seat. Arrsyad also did not forget to pay for the tea that he ordered, even though he did not drink a little. Arrsyad put his money on the table and just left, leaving Adzril and Seina sitting.

"Arrsyad why is he in trouble?" Ask seina

Adzril shrugged his shoulders indicating that he did not know either.

"What's wrong with arrsyad does he have a problem? I'd better find out." Inner seina.

"Seina we better go home too"

Adzril had already taken the money that arrsyad had stored at the table and counted it.

"Their arrsyad treat me as well as seina." Inner adzril of joy

"All right"

Seina took the wallet inside her bag but Adzril held it.

"Why." Seina asked confused

"Arrsyad treat us to see the money is fitting to pay for our order"

Seina stared at the money in the hands of Adzril, right also apparently it turns out arrsyad treat him.

"I paid you first you wait outside"

"okay"

Seina takes her bag and goes out while Adzril has to pay first.

While arrsyad now he was heading to the apartment by taxi, actually the distance of the cafe was with the apartment he occupied not too far, only he wanted to arrive faster.

No taxi arrived in front of the apartment building. After paying the arrsyad immediately go down and go into the apartment.

Arriving at the arrsyad room immediately lay his body on the mattress.

"Damn" He was upset.

How not to be upset four days ago arrsyad had contacted his brother to ask about the engaged zhivana and was about to get married. Reno did not answer.

"Luchia's sister-in-law must be she won't answer either. And andre now he's busy working"

Arrsyad got up and immediately sat himself on the side of the bed his hands ruffled his thick black hair. His mind was always about zhivana, arrsyad was very anxious about the marriage plan of zhivana and ustadz azwar.

What if that happens, arrsyad does not want his loved ones to be owned by someone else. Moreover, the love of arrsyad on zhivana is so immense.

His love grew bigger and more sincere in zhivana, since childhood arrsyad has realized that he had fallen in love with zhivana. But he wants the zhivana not to know it, it is better to love in silence than to have to express it.

Instead of not daring to express love to a woman, arrsyad can just declare love whenever he wants, he said, but it was too rushed for him to declare love the most appropriate is when he went to the house of the woman he loved to meet his parents to menghitah his child. It's not the most real love if we love someone.

"Sister zhivana I miss you so much." Say the arrsyad with a wistful.

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