Gharib Love

My prostration Curse

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Rudi's back was no longer visible in Aini's vision, finally the foot stepped towards the inside of the house to rest for a moment.

"Where did Rudi come from?" Tanya Salmah (Mother Aini).

"From the beach, Mom."

"Oh,"

Short answers that can not be reconnected, except with another discussion.

Aini was tired, so she chose to be quiet.

["Dec, I'm home."]

The message was received and read in Aini's heart, from someone who had passed away.

["Thank God, thank you for today, brother!"]

[Sama-sama, if you want to go out again say yes!"]

["Ready dong!"]

Not anyone, but feels like a sibling. With roomy Rudi will take time just for the sake of Aini.

There was actually a turbulent taste but it was only considered a mere joke.

"I'm not like this for anything useless, what I hope is that you're mine, Aini."

Aini felt as if she was so dead, that she did not dare to accept someone's heart anymore. Though he was eager to believe back with a male figure, but restoring trust was not an easy thing.

"He's very nice, while I? Did my attitude hurt him?"

As long as they were at the beach, Rudi always offended Aini; but Aini always tried to divert the conversation.

Aini start for monologue, a,

"He really didn't say that?"

"If it's true, why is it as if there's a joke in it?"

"Is it possible to just joke?"

"But why joke about feelings?"

"Ah, don't know."

…

"Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar!"

The echoes of the Adhan reverberate, the day begins to evening, the birds begin to return to the sanggar, and the sun begins to sink.

Aini stopped her monologue and straightened her body until she brought it into the room to pick up the toiletries.

Before you meet God, you need to clean yourself up.

In prostration the burden of life feels detached, although it will stick back.

"O Allah, you are the one who runs the life; so I am sure that all that passes is a good thing."

Never left to pray for family; especially parents, teachers, and others.

"O Allah, I ask at your command! Actually I am ashamed to ask, because my negligence on your orders and prohibitions so often. But praying and asking you has been obligated!"

Aini felt self-conscious, that not infrequently he left the command of his Lord. So he was very ashamed to ask, but who else should be asked except those who created Heaven and Earth?

"Oh my God, my Lord! My prayer does not use Arabic as well as the pious people. I know that you will not reject the prayers of your servant!"

Aini began to seduce God, and,

"Oh my God, I ask for nothing. Except; give the age of blessing to my parents, to my teachers, to those who have been kind to me. Launch their Rizki, also put blessings in it."

"O Allah, repay the kindness of those who have done to me and do not hate those who have hated me; grow love for them so that they will no longer hate me."

"O Allah, Hosnul khatimah ..."

Unknowingly the pearls will begin to pour,

In Aini's heart said, "Am I worth asking for something like this? And me?"

"Oh my God, forgive me! I have become a servant who is not yet fully a servant. I am often negligent, while you have covered all my ugliness. Even humans look at me as a good and sholeh person."

God is so neat in closing the disgrace of His servant, while not infrequently His servant proudly spread his obedience.

Who is not ashamed? When a negligent servant is still given better than hope, let alone a servant of the Faith, Islam, Ikhsan has become ingrained.

Aini closes the prayer with salawat ummi ala Aini and Surat Al Fatihah,"Allahumma sholli’alaa sayyidinaa muhammadin Nabil Ummy wa a’laa alihi wa shohbihi wasallim."

Salamah's voice came to Aini's ear,

"Yes, Mom!"

Aini quickly released her face and approached Salamah.

(Let's go to the mother)

"What's up, Mom?"

"No, there's nothing. It just doesn't look."

"Oh Allah, Ma'am ... I thought what was it!"

"It's after the prayer" He continued.

"Oh, but why are his eyes a little red?"

"Huh? Yes, ma'am?"

Aini rubbed her eyes in a hurry, because she was crying while facing her Lord. Not because it is tormented by destiny, but grateful to still have the Lord God SWT.

"Yes, it's red!"

Salamah's index finger pointed towards Aini's eyes.

"Eeeeeem,, maybe it was a flickering."

"Really?"

The scent of lies emanated so clearly in Salamah's eyes. But it is not possible also Salamah forced Aini to tell it.

"Yes, Mom. Really!"

The two also sat in the front room which was available to watch television and ready to enjoy.

"Oooh Simen!"

The voice of the man is clear, and,

Yes, a father who suddenly came from inside the house.

Looks fresh and juicy, proof that he after bathing.

"Peeeeeh, The Seger!" Sindir Aini

"She knows, it's really cold even though it's a little cold!"

The closeness of a 3rd child of 4 brothers with a family hero figure (father) is very close.

If Aini is not a friend to go somewhere, Mr. Aini is always ready to deliver it to the destination.

A father can also break the atmosphere of silence in the house. With millions of jokes, search for topics that contain jokes, and much more.

People are prettiest at home, because the other girls are all.

In the midst of pleasure in relaxing; the father gives a message, the,

"Sir! Father's sustenance with mother is now a bit difficult, please if you wake up in the morning; just wake up we are already cool so we are excited also find his sustenance. Especially if you pray hard,"

Aini fell silent rigidly, she felt like she had become a burden in the family. He remembered the words that had been said from the mouth of a father at that time.

"When your mother mumps, sustenance is smooth. When you mondok is also quite, although you ask for sideburns when we again the crisis is the day there is also a way."

Since Aini was a child, the word recorded in her brain is no money.

When you want to snack to whine a new loved one, early age has tried hard to find pocket money, must cover financial shortcomings so as not to ridicule friends.

Because in the past, when sitting on the bench MTs (SMP) he has stopped from his dime job. So that the pocket money looks less but is made to feel enough.

In 2015, he got a formal school allowance with a value of 4 thousand rupiahs; which he had to divide well. Class of a thousand cash, OSIS thousand dues, and Alhamdulillahnya can buy soto price of a thousand, add fried food 1 and drink. It's all over.

That time there are 2 breaks, 9 hours and after the dhuhur. Usually he prefers to eat at 9, because abis dhuhur will go home quickly; until he can eat at home.

When a friend invited Aini to buy snacks in the 2nd break, she just replied, "No ah, again lazy!"

Though nothing else is made to buy snacks, the same is the case in the Diniyah Madrasah. The money given by parents was only a thousand rupiah, while his friends at that time already held 5 thousand, 10 thousand.

Aini would rather go home than drool.

But if a friend asks about how much pocket money? Aini calls the numbers bigger than their pocket money.

"O Allah, bismillah! I used to be able to, now I'm sure I could be better."

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