
Slowly I began to wake up, opening my eyes little by little and looking at the situation around me that looked dark with only a spotlight from the light of a sleeping lamp. My dizzy head is now gradually disappearing, only my body feels pain and pain.
Huwahs..
"Astaghfirullah al-adzim, "I said softly while covering my mouth which was yawning with my right hand.
I wanted to get up, but I felt like my body was still heavy and wanted to stay on the bed. My mind still remembered my vision of Rere and the male figure sitting in a wheelchair with a face similar to Kak Roy.
Is that maybe Roy? but Roy's brother is dead, so how did he get to be with Rere. Did I just look wrong, I murmured in my heart. The excitement about what I saw really made me so unsettled and kept thinking about it. I tried to take a deep breath while closing my eyes, hoping that my heart would feel much calmer. However, the uneasiness continued to lash out until it made my chest tremble. Slowly I tried to sit down while enduring the pain and pain that ran through my body. Then I fix the pillow that supports my head by making it vertical so that it can hold my shoulder to lean on, then I put two bolsters under my two calves so as to make the position of my two legs straight higher than my body. Thank God, I feel a little better. My eyes glared at the table beside my bed, hoping for some drinking water I could gulp to release the thirst in my dry throat. My lips were turned upside down with a knotty smile, finding a full glass of water in a large, clear glass. Without any more linger, I grabbed it. So by saying Basmalah first I then took 3 big sips.
Gleekkkk... Gleekkkk... Gleekkkkp..
"Allah, O Allah, "and I rubbed my lips wet with water and put the glass back on the table beside my bed.
In my silence in Wirda's room, my sense of hearing caught the laughter and the sounds of conversation alternating. Oh, apparently I have missed Wirda's application, my inner self with a feeling of disappointment.
I should have seen today a very historic proposal for my friend, but Qadarullah wa maa shaa-a fa.God has predestined it, and what He wills He to Do.
Czechkk...
The door of the room opened slowly, in the faint light of the sleeping lamp I saw someone walking closer to me, from his clothes I knew him. His body was getting closer to me with his slow footsteps.
And the look in his eyes met my view. "Alhamdulillah have you woken up, son?, "ask Ummah directly sitting next to me.
"Yes Ummah, "so I said.
Ummah rubbed my head which was still covered with a long khimar and may now look messy. After that, Ummah asked permission for me to turn on the lights so that the light in Wirda's room became bright and not dim as it is today. Then Ummah stood up from his seat and walked to my left side to turn off the bedroom lights so the room was immediately darkened with the reflection of a beam of light from the open door. Then Ummah walked towards the door and felt the wall to turn on the main light in Wirda's bedroom.
Cetekk...
The room became bright.
Both of my eyes immediately reacted and were sensitive to the reflection of bright light, I quickly squinted both of my eyes to adapt to receiving the stimulation of bright light into my pupils.
Ummah sat down beside me and asked me about my situation while tidying up my khimar. When Ummah and I were chatting about my condition, Bik Siti suddenly entered with a tray containing food for me.
"Assalamu'alaikum, " said Bik Siti as she placed a tray of food on the table beside my bed.
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" I replied with Ummah simultaneously.
" Kid Rani eat first yes, after this take medicine. Oh yes Bibi forgot the doctor told Bibi to apply ointment on Nak Rani's bruised body so as not to hurt, " said Bik Siti while looking for the ointment medicine she meant.
"Bik Siti let me just apply it, "ask Ummah to Bik Siti.
"Well Miss Putri for a moment, I first look for the ointment, "sahut Bik Siti.
While waiting for Bik Siti to look for ointment and prepare medicine for me to drink after eating. Ummah immediately stood shut the door and locked it, then Ummah walked back and sat down beside me, and told me to take off my clothes to apply the ointment on the bruised part of my body. Slowly Ummah lifted the Khimar cloth that covered my head, he looked carefully at my forehead which began to blacken because it hit when it hit the car, then when the arm of my robe I lift up on Ummah look so very surprised to see my hand so bruised black purple bluish.Dan Ummah was screaming hysterically with his eyes glazed. "Oh God, son. Why did it get like this. "
Bik Siti who heard the scream of Ummah immediately turned her face towards me and just like Ummah Bik Siti also looked very surprised to see my arm was so bruised. Bik Siti then rushed over to me. I also looked at Ummah and Bik Siti who were very worried about me .They both simultaneously applied the ointment alternately on the bruised part of my body.
Akh, just as my body feels pain and pain, apparently the scars of the car collision that hit my body have started to blacken bluish, my mind in the heart. Bik Siti then told me to eat immediately, so that I could take medicine afterwards.Actually I was not having a taste for food, but I had to force a meal so that my body has energy and can take medicine after this.
After I finished eating and taking my medicine. Bik Siti and Ummah permission to come out again to complete the deliberation regarding the marriage contract and reception of Wirda and Kak Rafa. I wanted to participate with Ummah and Bik Siti so that I could help with the wedding and reception arrangements for Wirda and Kak Rafa, but Ummah and Bik Siti forbade me. They want me to stay rested because I see my condition which still does not allow me to be involved in helping the wedding of Kak Rafa and Wirda.
"Son you better stay here first to keep resting huh. Ummah knows you would love to participate in this event & help, but you also have to be aware of your condition .Ummah and the others are very worried about you, so Ummah asked Rani to stay here and not think about things .Insha Allah after Rani is healthy again, later Rani can join the others. Rani understood what Ummah said, "saying Ummah slowly while rubbing my head affectionately. I nodded my head with a very heavy feeling mixed with a bit of disappointment that came to my heart, because I really wanted to be an important part of my best friend Wirda's proposal. But everything is out of my control. So what is my day that must remain in this room, to make my body condition better again.
My eyes looked at the departure of Ummah and Bik Siti who came out of this room.
BRuGS...
The door closed, and I was alone in Wirda's large room doing nothing. Because of the boredom and also the sense of unease that filled my heart .I slowly got out of my bed and stepped up to look out the window in Wirda's room .From behind the window it turns out my view can see the activities in the yard and on the terrace of Wirda's house. Every now and then my eyes see the sky so bright and bright it seems that the day has gone by day, where the sun has begun to rise and radiate its rays to spread its warmth and light illuminates the universe. The weather was a little dry but it remained shady with the breeze of the breeze swinging around caressing me and wanting to make me sleep again.
As I looked out the window, my gaze turned towards the courtyard of Wirda's house and my heart was slightly jolted in shock which left me quietly enveloped with a strange feeling that I could not understand ,from where I stood I saw Ustad Fariz and Ayesha talking to each other. I saw the happy and happy faces of both. Brother Aisyah showed the camera she held to Ustad Fariz who received the camera, then Ustad Fariz looked at the photos taken by Kak Aisyah carefully.My eyes continued to look at the two of them, until I saw Aisyah occasionally steal a glance at Ustad Fariz who was downcast to see the photos in the camera. And Ustad Fariz did not realize it, if Brother Aisyah glanced a lot and silently looked at him. From the view of Ayesha I can see .If Brother Aisyah seems to put feelings for Ustad Fariz that's my guess, but I don't know if Ustad Fariz also has the same feelings for Brother Aisyah.It makes me uncomfortable to look at her and think about her
how long later Ustad Fariz gave back the camera he held to Kak Aisyah, then they had a conversation so very familiar and looked very comfortable, sometimes I see them both laughing and sometimes they both look serious .Seeing them so very close and not awkward made me feel uncomfortable to continue to see the closeness of Ustad Fariz and Aisyah. I feel like trying to take my eyes off Ustad Fariz and Kak Aisyah .But somehow my eyes seemed not to want to let go of looking at the two of them from my gaze ,so with my silence accompanied by the glare of the eyes that continued to lead to Ustad Fariz and Ayesha I continued to guess what they were saying with all sorts of speculations of my thoughts towards the two of them .And not knowing somehow suddenly Ustad Fariz looked towards me.
DEG...
DEG... DeG... Serrrr..
A strange feeling that came back to my heart, a feeling that I had never felt before, a feeling that made me feel uneasy with a palpitating feeling like the heart wanted to escape, which I could not explain. Because I felt uncomfortable I went from behind the window and headed to the veranda in Wirda's room. After I left Wirda's window. Ustad Fariz turned back to where I was standing. But his facial expression looked so worried after not seeing me there. The look on his face turned a little murky and disappointed. Many times Brother Aisyah called Ustad Fariz, but neither did Ustad Fariz respond. Then Ustad Fariz stood up and walked towards where I was standing to see if I was still behind the window. But Ustad Fariz did not see myself there, with a slight bowing of his head and a look of sadness Ustad Fariz looked pensive. And Ayesha stood closer to Ustad Fariz to ask her how she was. "What happened to Ustad Fariz? Why did Suddenly Ustad look sad and think of something?," asked Aisyah with a serious face. Ustad Fariz Jolted, "Ah, no. It's okay Ukhti Aisyah. Let's talk again about the wedding organizer that we will choose in helping the occasion and the wedding of Rafa and Wirda," said Ustad Fariz trying to divert the conversation.
Aisyah looked at Ustad Fariz with a slightly suspicious look and felt the strangeness of the attitude that Ustad Fariz showed her.
There seemed to be something Ustad Fariz was trying to hide, muttered Kka Aisyah in his heart while looking at Ustad Fariz who was walking on his forehead to return to his original seat.
I sat on the veranda of Wirda's room, which had efficient seating, carefully focusing on the concept of space-saving and not too wide. Around the veranda, there is a seat designed in the form of the letter L that I am sitting on now, which is located side by side with a wooden wall mounted hanging shelves with several books and a little decoration .Then in front of the wooden teak chair in the shape of an L with soft dark orange sofa cushion there is a small terrace table from the tree trunk that is the center of attention from Wirda's space-saving veranda. Although small, but the design of the porch in the bedroom neatly and regularly so that makes me feel comfortable sitting here while straightening my legs on a soft sofa. I rested my head on the wall and faced the black iron fence that bound the sofa I was sitting on with the outside area.
Wuzzz...
The wind blew to cool my body to briefly close both eyes enjoying the caress of the wind that wanted to make me sleep again.
Even when my eyes were closed I still found the look on Ustad Fariz's face looking at me sharply.
"Astaghfirullah, "I said as I opened my eyes slowly.
And how surprised I was to find the shadow of Ustad Fariz who was in front of me. I was jolted by pulling my legs straightened out, while slightly confirming what I saw it was just the shadow figure of Ustad Fariz sitting before me .I slightly rubbed my eyes in a slow way without rubbing it and holding both my faces with my hands, to try to convince myself that all I saw was the imagination and the imagination of my mind alone .I repeatedly recited Istighfar to make me realize and did not continue to imagine Ustad Fariz who was in front of me to immediately disappear.But all that failed even the shadow of Ustad Fariz seemed so real in front of me ,and I was a little gawking at what was seen by my eyes.Because I did not want to continue to see the shadow of Ustad Fariz, I decided to stand up to leave the porch in Wirda's room. However, suddenly a voice called out to me."Where's Rani's dek going?" wondered the shadow I thought Ustad Fariz was really Ustad Fariz.
I was fixated in the silence of my lips that felt locked with the debate of my heartbeat that felt increasingly tight and fast.
"Dek Rani why shut up? Is Dek Rani okay?, "asked Ustad Fariz looking at me.
But I remained silent as if I could not answer the question of Ustad Fariz.
Until suddenly Ummah and Wirda held my shoulder from both sides which made me immediately wake up from my attitude which made me feel petrified instantly. Wirda asked me to sit back on the porch where I was sitting. While Ummah sat in front of Ustad Fariz who slightly blocked Ustaz Fariz's view towards me. Ummah smiled at me as well as Wirda who immediately rubbed my shoulders slowly, while hugging me by resuscitating her head with my head clashing at her side.
" Alhamdulillah Rani today's application event went smoothly .Insha Allah Rafa and Wirda will hold a wedding and reception after 3 days from this application event" Ummah told me. I also just silently listened to Ummah's words without saying anything. Then Wirda looked at Ummah with a slightly hesitant look, but he still tried to convey what was in his heart. "Ummah, if possible Wirda wants until the wedding day arrives. Rani stays at Wirda ya Ummah's house, because Wirda wants to spend a little time left with Rani optimally before Wirda gets married, while telling Rani a lot of things, "pinta Wirda to the silent Ummah.
Ummah kept thinking, in fact his heart was very heavy to let myself stay at Wirda's house, because Ummah knew after the wedding of his sons Rafa and Wirda, then I would get out of his house residence, he said, and if I stay at Wirda's house then my closeness and togetherness with Ummah will be reduced, but Ummah does not want to be a selfish person .Although it was difficult for him to say yes, but finally Ummah also still allowed me to stay at Wirda's house according to Wirda's request.
Hearing Ummah give Permission, Wirda was very happy and thanked Ummah while hugging me tightly.
" Auwwww, "my words a little screamed because the arms of Wirda are very tight making the pain and linu in my body due to being hit by a car become painful again.
"Astagfirullah I'm sorry Ran, because it's too happy I don't know if your body is still sick due to being hit by a car, once again forgive me yes Ran, "wirda said with a sorry face .
I nodded slowly and understood his happiness, "Yes Wirda is okay I am fine, "I said slowly.
And as I glanced toward Ummah, my gaze again collided with that of Ustad Fariz who looked at me with meaningful eyes that I did not understand,and I quickly turned my face towards Ummah who also smiled at me.
The voice of Adhan to perform the prayer of zuhr also reverberated loudly, we all fell silent to enjoy the call to worship Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala who so touched our hearts and minds especially myself who felt much calmer. In silence and quiet we all answered every address of the Adhan and closed it with a di'a after the adhan reverberated. We all went down to perform the Zuhr prayer service at the mosque in the house of Wirda, with Ustad Fariz being the prayer priest. We all dissolve in the privilege of performing our worship to worship Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. Finished performing the prayer of the Zuhr together Ustad Fariz read dhikr and do'a followed by all of us.
The melodious echo of Ustad Fariz's voice is so soothing and breathtaking, it feels calm and peaceful in his eloquent and deliciously cradling reading of the sense of hearing. And after the prayer of the nobility, all the people went out of the musholla, but I was still silent and offered a do'a to Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala.To win my heart which was raging in the feelings that kept coming up while near Ustad Fariz.
" Bismilbornohmanirohim.
Allohumma inni as-aluka hubbaka, wa hubba man yu-hibbuka, wa hubba kulli ‘amalin yushi-luni ila qurbika, wa an taj ’alaka ahab-ba ilayya mima siwaka, wa, wa an taj’ala hubbi iyyyaka qaidan ila ridhwanika, wa syawqi ilayka dzaidzan ‘an ‘ishynika, wamnun binna-zhari ilayka ‘alayya, wanzhur bi’nil, wuddi wal ‘athfi ilayya, walaa tashrif ‘annii wajhaka, wuddi, waj’al-nii min ahlil is’aadi wal khuzhwati ‘indaka yaa Mujiibu yaa Arhamar raa-himiin.
O God, I ask for Your love, the love of one who loves You, and the love of charity that takes me beside You. Make You more I love than you. Let my love for You guide me to Your Riddho. Make my longing for You so as to prevent me from becoming. Give me thy sight, and look at me with a look of affection. Do not turn your face away from me. Make me among the recipients of Your gifts and gifts. O Dzat the All-Givering of Wise. Yes Arhamar rahimin.
Aamiin ya robbal alamin, "my words softly while rubbing my hands on my face.
Then I let go of my face and folded it neatly, just as I was about to stand up and cast my gaze forward. Ustad Fariz was standing not far from me and once again our eyes clashed, it felt like something strange trembling all over me, which makes me feel powerless and empowered to be near Ustad Fariz
I immediately lowered my gaze, as did Ustad Fariz. In my silence and the silence of Ustad Fariz, we walked the opposite way and once in a while our heart's desire made the sense of sight we had to look at each other in the opposite direction.
"Oh my God, what is this feeling that dwells in my heart. May you lead my heart to the path of righteousness and take me when it is good, so that I may continue to cherish my heart, mind and life to love You whole in living this mortal life ,"I said in my heart trying to calm my feelings that continued to tremble when I was near Ustad Fariz.