God's Choice of Mate

my new sight.

The sunlight began to rise up, the radiation was scorching and began to sting even though the wind blew blowing coolness we all still decided to leave this place and go home. The towering sengon trees, combined with albasia and vetiver plants, danced to move their swaying leaves to say their farewells. MasyaAllah praises me in my heart to brazen on the natural beauty of His creation that continues to disturb my eyes to stay fixated.

"Ran, let's go home son, " said Ummah slowly while rubbing my shoulder.

My heart was shocked to hear the soft sound of Ummah breaking my henchmen in His extraordinary creation metaddaburi. My lips were raised on both sides to make a beautiful dent that decorated my cheeks. "Okay Ummah" I replied slowly. It feels heavy to step foot, but time continues to roll to remind myself not to be lulled in the precious waste of time.

Every now and then I turned my gaze around to see everyone smiling happily, and,a especially Rafa and Wirda who steal each other's eyes in every opportunity to release something that stuck in their hearts. Well longing in the name of love that will soon make them united in a legal and lawful relationship before Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. Mr. Budi, Enjid and Abi also smiled at each other and spoke lightly in moving their legs towards the car.

Then I looked at Ustad Fariz who looked like he was thinking a lot with long streaks on his forehead, he looked so different than usual. My eyes don't want to stop to see it, not because I'm fixated on the good looks of his face. But more to optimize my curiosity about what really happened to Ustad Fariz who looks like a lot of thinking about something and more seriously impressed lately. Because I was afraid that Ummah and the others would see me looking at Ustad Fariz, which would cause misinterpretation in their minds. So I quickly took my eyes off Ustad Fariz while muttering in my heart.

What makes Ustad Fariz like that? whether this is just my feeling or maybe it is his face and his attitude is like that, my mind.

But my heart and mind seemed to be unable to synchronize properly. My mind kept thinking whether Ustad Fariz was acting like that from the beginning or just my feelings, because after my vision returned I might forget how I looked at the face and the habits of Ustad Fariz,so that when my vision returned I was a little surprised to see the different expression and attitude of Ustad Fariz, I thought, who kept trying to calm my heart.

"Son Rani thought of what?, "asked Bik Siti while looking at my face.

"Akh, no Bik, "I replied with a smile squinting both eyes.

"Is that true?, "asked Bik Siti who was full of disbelief.

"Hmm, Yes Bik Siti. Come on Bik Siti don't start to joke and tease Rani again well, "I said with a smile.

"Hehehehe, "Bik Siti's voice was crowing.

I also just looked at Bik Siti's face while glancing at Ustad Fariz who was not far from Bik Siti.

DeG...

I gasped in shock, this time Ustad Fariz looked at me and with a moment our eyes clashed. I felt so awkward that Ustad Fariz, as usual, lowered his gaze from me.

Huf..

I still feel the thump that controls the rhythm of my heartbeat, and this makes me feel uncomfortable.

We all got to where the car was parked and got into a car that was divided into two. Kak Rafa alternated cars with Pak Budi.

Mr. Budi, Ummah, Abi, Enjid, and Ustad Fariz were in one car. They want to go finish business.

While Rafa, Wirda, Bik Siti and myself were in the second car, with Wirda sitting in front near Kak Rafa who was driving the car.

The car we were riding was traveling in different directions, and as our cars each drove. My eyes that stared out the window clashed back with the sight of Ustad Fariz staring out the window.For a moment we were filled with questioning gazes looking down at the pain in each other's hearts, the car separated our view.

I saw from a distance Ustad Fariz kept staring at the speed of the car carried by Kak Rafa, and first drove ahead of the car owned by Ustad Fariz.

I tried to understand my feelings.

***

It didn't take long for Rafa's sister to take us all back to her residence. Along the way I was silent without much speech, because my mind was still looking at Ustad Fariz's strange attitude towards me. And when the car driven by Kak Rafa has stopped in front of the big gate in front of his house. My God, my eyes are so amazed to see the grandeur of the Ustad Fariz family residence that is like a palace. Especially when the security guard opened the gate, and Rafa brought a car into the front yard of his house to park the car he was driving. Once again my eyes seemed to be hypnotized to see the beauty and splendor of the Ustad Fariz residence which I had only seen for the first time directly with my sense of sight that had returned.

Bik Siti and Wirda called me down, I was still in a dream watching everything I saw.

I slowly got out of the car. Caytt....

The wind again blew slowly welcoming my arrival at the Imandar residence. My eyes looked around, seeing the green and shady trees blending beautifully with beautiful flowers on each side of the front yard so spacious. Makes me feel glued to watch the arrangement of the garden with a variety of neatly arranged plants full of aesthetics. It must be all this Ummah who set it, my mind.

"Dek Rani let's go in and dream there!, "call Brother Rafa.

'Akh yes Rafa, just for a moment, you go in first. Rani still wants to be here, "my word to Rafa.

" Can't Dek Rani, inside Mr. Gondrong and Mr. Hadi are waiting for Dek Rani" said Rafa.

Wirda then took my hand and pulled me in, I was a little disappointed because I still wanted to be in the yard enjoying the beauty and beauty of the plants and flowers that grow beautifully and so lushly amaze my eyes.

With a little slow step I was forced to go into the house to meet Mr. Gondrong and Mr. Hadi.

And again my eyes continue to be amazed and amazed at the beauty of the arrangement, jewelry, premium material furniture used in the Ummah residence.

In the living room Mr. Gondrong and Mr. Hadi were sitting and welcoming our arrival. Rafa greeted them and threw a warm smile. So did I and Wirda and Bik Siti head to the kitchen to pick up extra food and drinks for Rafa's sister, Wirda and myself.

In the second living room there is a lot of air circulation such as ventilation and windows with large enough openings. It feels so much cooler here and a lot of natural light entering this room. It feels so calm and peaceful here.

I continued to observe around me he living room area that more accentuate the typical Japanese interior. Because there are many bright-colored wooden ornaments on the walls of the room, plus the living room floor adapts tatami floors in the room with modern furniture decoration from glass elements so that it seems luxurious but still comfortable. On the walls are applied neutral colors that lead to earthy tones, such as white, brown, and beige. And on the long sofa where we sat in the middle hung the Japanese chandelier, the white light bulb colour.

Mr. Gondrong and Mr. Hadi then greeted me who looked fun to observe the state of the Ummah family living room. I flinched and immediately gave my smile to them.

" Thank God Mr. Gondrong was happy to hear and see firsthand Nak Rani's vision had now returned to normal, "said Mr. Gondrong said to myself.

I also looked at Mr. Gondrong with a smile, "Yes Mr. Gondrong. Alhamdulillah This is all thanks to the prayers of all people who are kind and sincere to Rani, so that Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala eases and lifts the pain that Rani suffered, and restores the vision of Rani, "I said with courtesy and gentle. Then Mr. Hadi who from earlier smiled and looked at me also spoke to me.

"Of course Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala will not allow a good person like Nak Rani to be forever oppressed, because it is time for Nak Rani to also live her life from the beginning with a new life order. After a long time to suffer because of the Suprapto family," said Mr. Hari with a small smile.

Then Bik Siti came to bring a tray with extra snacks and drinks, then let us all enjoy it. Bik Siti was also allowed to go back to the kitchen to help Ummah's domestic assistant to prepare the lunch menu. After that, Mr. Hadi continued his words.

" My arrival here with my Pakde, Mr. Gondrong, is to give up all assets of wealth, both moving goods and immovable goods, relics of his late grandfather Nak Rani ,for us to hand over to Nak Rani is always the sole and legitimate owner of all these abundant wealth assets that have been forcibly seized and enjoyed for free by Mr. Suprapto and all his family members. And for that, hopefully Nak Rani can use all the legacy assets of the late Mr. Widiyanto as his grandfather Nak Rani well , wisely and profitably for the good of Nak Rani and everyone, "said Mr. Hadi while submitting documents containing an abundance of inheritance to me.

I received and took the document and read it. Then, it will reveal some of the wealth left by the late grandfather to be made mosques, schools, orphanage homes, and others. Hearing my intention, everyone who was there was astonished not to budge.

" Is it true what Nak Rani decided this?, "asked Mr. Hadi doubtfully.

" God willing, sir, later buildings such as the residence of the Suprapto family home are better sold only and the rest of the money will be saved to meet the needs such as orphaned foundation houses that will require money every month. It is likely that the company that can still be run will still be run with Rani asking for help from Abi, Enjid and Ustad Fariz so that it can continue to be useful for the good of all Pak people. Krena if Rani sells it or closes it will be too many people who get a PHK and lose a job that will greatly impact the lives of many people. So that the factories and companies will continue to operate as usual, but will only be renamed sir, "i explained.

Mr. Hadi nodded.

" Oh yes son of Rani, Mr. Sucipto told me that Nak Rani will get out of this house and want to stay at the residence of Nak Rani's house. Has Nak Rani got the residence that Nak Rani will occupy?, "asked Mr. Gondrong.

" At this time no sir, I want to have a simple dwelling Sir. Anyway according to the function of the residence in general to shelter from heat and rain and comfortable, comfortable, at the same time I want to make a simple restaurant and make a bakery as well as traditional cakes continue my late mother's business which can later be helped managed by Bik Siti and Pak Budi. While continuing my desire to continue my interrupted education sir, "my answer.

"Well that's Nak Rani. Do you need to help recommend the house to Nak Rani?, "asked Mr. Gondrong.

" Maybe sir, later Rani will consider and see before deciding which dwelling is right for Rani to live in, "I said.

Mr. Gondrong and Mr. Hadi also nodded and were amazed to hear the explanation and arrangement of my next life after this. We also talked about many things. Until Mr. Gondrong told me that grandfather had been discharged from the hospital and was now serving time for trial on his case. It seemed to my heart to hear the news of grandfather, whose old days he had to spend in a holding cell. However, it is his own consequences and actions that he must account for and enjoy the results. When I think of Grandpa. Mr. Gondrong asked me, "Did Nak Rani not swipe Nak Reno again after you guys officially divorced. "

I was silent for a moment and felt heavy answering questions from Mr. Gondrong to me, so I just shook my head.

The question from Mr. Gondrong seemed to look back at my heart about the situation of Brother Reno who is trying to ignore and forget in my life.

Wirda clasped my finger slowly, as if he knew what I was feeling right now. Not long after that Ummah, Enjid, Abi, Ustad Fariz and Pak Budi have returned and joined us. They were all busy talking. Mr. Hadi informed the others of my intentions.

I looked around looking for the unseen existence of Ustad Fariz. Immediately I'll excuse myself for permission to go to the toilet to make excuses while looking for the whereabouts of Ustad Fariz.

And suddenly my gaze stopped on the figure of Ustad Fariz who was sitting with his back to me. I intended to walk up to him and ask him about his strange attitude towards me. But I haven't called him yet.

The woman with the big scarf hijab smilingly called out to me and was sitting opposite Ustad Fariz.

"MasyaAllah the old Dek Rani did not meet, how is Dek?, "asked the woman kindly as she approached me.

"Alhamdulillah well Sister Aisyah, "my answer is stiff and awkward.

Then Brother Aisyah pulled my wrist to join them. At first I was reluctant and refused subtly from Kak Aisyah, but Kak Aisyah continued to force me and with a heavy heart filled with bad taste and awkwardness, I also walked in the footsteps of Brother Aisyah and sat down beside her. I occasionally glanced at Ustad Fariz who seemed unmoved by my arrival.

What is it with Ustad Fariz, my inner self in my heart. Ustad Fariz did not flinch and reacted to my arrival. He remained focused on the laptop screen in front of him and seemed busy working on something.Different from Kak Aisyah who kept asking about my situation and asking a lot of things about me. I also answered the questions one by one slowly and gently to Aisyah. However, my thoughts continued to go to Ustad Fariz who remained silent without greeting myself. Once again I tried to look at him to investigate his cold and evasive attitude, and again our gaze met in a questioning gaze and also a strange feeling of ambush. As usual Ustad Fariz lowered his gaze again and I also immediately turned my face to look at Brother Aisyah.

Ustad Fariz spoke with Aisyah as usual and as if there was no sense of hesitation, it was different from me that made her so uncomfortable to be around me. Feeling awkward and afraid to interfere with the activities of Ustad Fariz and Kak Aisyah, I asked for permission to return to the living room. Even though Aisyah forbade my departure, Ustad Fariz kept silent and did not say hello to me at all, even to tell me to sit with them. He seemed annoyed by my arrival, which finally made me decide to leave them both immediately. In my slow, restless footsteps in my heart, from a distance I watched from behind the wall Ustad Fariz and Aisyah were talking.They were so close and I saw sometimes a smile expands from the face of Ustad Fariz.So there is no awkwardness or strange attitude shown Ustad Fariz to Brother Aisyah. It would have been very different if Ustad Fariz had been around me.

Ukh, my heart feels strange to see the closeness of the two of them, Like there is an uncomfortable feeling to witness the scene that makes me so very disturbed.

"What's wrong with Ustad Fariz is actually to me, "my words softly while continuing to look at Ustad Fariz and Aisyah's sister who continued to speak.

And as I continued to observe them both .Suddenly Wirda came to surprise me by patting my shoulder. "Let's take a peek at Fariz's sister" Wirda said.

I was shocked to feel bad because Wirda caught me looking at Ustad Fariz and Aisyah, I immediately lowered my head and pulled Wirda's hand to pass from there. But Wirda still teased me and made my cheeks blush in shame and could not answer all the questions he asked me.

My mind is still fixed on the strange attitude of Ustad Fariz that he pointed at me. But sometimes my heart aches to see the closeness of Ustad Fariz and Kak Aisyah that I just saw and keeps coming to mind. My heart feels so hard thinking about it. I repeatedly told myself not to remember it, but everything seemed to keep coming up without ever asking.

Wirda just smiled looking at me while constantly teasing myself nonstop.