Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

7. Disappeared

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"Anu mba, lost on the way home yesterday mba" his eyes blankly staring at the prayer beads in his hands.

"That is a sign that you are rebuked with God"

"Maybe mba"

"It is not possible that you are being rebuked by God. How can you love his creation more than his Creator ?" the words of Gus Reyhan who spoke to the two women.......

Hearing Gus Reyhan's words, Dance's face immediately bowed her heart trembling. Soon after the clear details came out of his eyes, his chest was very tight and he looked down trying to hide his cries from the two people sitting in front of him.

"Tar, the mouth is very good at lying but the eyes reflect your heart"

"gagging Gus, I just......."

"the sincerity is not only in the mouth, but also in the heart and is done in deeds. Your mouth says sincerely but not with your eyes and actions"

"Tar, God has written our soul mate in laumil Mahjujz and we have already settled on that. You must remember and never doubt His power"

"Yes mbak"

"The love of your parents, you shouldn't punish yourself like this"

Dari just fell silent trying to remove the clear spheres on her cheeks. Shadows about his past begin to dance - only in his mind. About a man who filled the last 6 years of his life.

The man who was able to change all the lives of Dance, the man who was able to incur wounds in the life of the little girl.

There was no conversation between the three of them, only silence was there. After about 1 hour they began to arrive in the city of Malang, Malang, this cold city in east Java is now growing into a crowded city as well as tonight to get to the dormitory takes 2 and a half hours which can usually be taken in just 1 and a half just clock.

"Honey, where to stop by first or someone to look for ?"

"There we are, we stopped by Indo**ret first"

"Actually Ghisan invited to meet dear, but Nonya could not be contacted"

"really ?"

"He wants to say goodbye, Thursday he's leaving"

"Sir doctor, age is as old as it is but still busy with his work"

"His name is not yet a dear soul mate" Seen Dance dry her eyes on Gus Reyhan.

Soon the car arrived at a mini market parking lot Indo**ret. All the passengers of the car were seen descending.

"What do you want to do shopping ?"

"Biasalah Tar kitchen needs, Gus Reyhan likes to be fussy if not eat home cooking"

"Marry spit"

"God willing, if the soul mate comes"

"Where would Dateng Tar, the only person who had a house just closed the door of his house - meeting" without seeing the greeting dance just escaped, just like that, Ms. Rina hoped that if only Dance would open her heart and mind.

Dancing is getting bowed by the words of Rina, indeed such a situation is what actually happened. Dance is reluctant to open her heart to new people, just to say hello to the opposite sex is so dya avoid let alone open the heart.

How does someone enter a house if the owner of the house closes the house and throw the key somewhere if it is a parable that is suitable for Dance

They both began to browse the shelves in the minimarket and while entering the items that were sought after, after about 30 minutes they finished shopping and walked to the cashier followed by Gus Reyhan.

"honey, Ghizzan phone I lift outside first yes" while stepping his feet out of the minimarket.

"yes, just wait outside Gus" replied Rina.

After paying for their purchases, each of them walked out of the minimarket, outside saw Gus Reyhan who was still busy telefonting.

"Campoon Gus, ?"

"Here we go, let's go straight home"

"how, GK so meet his Ghizzan ?"

"No, he arrived - there was an operation"

"fortunately Gus, until not a doctor so I did not often stay suddenly" looks mba Rina's face grinned and her eyes clenched spoiled on her husband.

"Tar, how do you want a husband of what profession ??"

"It has not been thought mba, given God must be the best mba" with a long sigh indicating that the body is struggling with his heart.

"You don't want to introduce Ghizzan?, here don't see the photo" mbak Rina so enthusiastically thrust hp in her hand towards Tari..

"what distinguishes us is only our level of faith, rank, property, position can not distinguish us at all" said Gus Reyhan.

"Enggeh Gus"

30 Minutes later the car arrived at the gate of a large dormitory, where several buildings lined the floor. The gatekeeper opened the door knowing the car was coming.

"assalamualaikum Gus"

"walaikumsalam cak"

The car stopped at one of the buildings, shortly after Tari got out of the car carrying a sling bag and a shopping bag in her hand.

"Thank you Gus, mba Rina. ouw yes this by - by from ibuk mba" Tari pak gave a bag of plastic containing sambal pecel and sambel fried dried potatoes.

"Alhamdulillah, the mother was the most understanding" mba Rina seemed enthusiastic to accept it because she was very fond of both dishes.

"i went in first mba Rina"

"Yes"

"assalamualaikum"

"walaikumsalam"

The car drove off leaving the little girl towards the gate of the dormitory and passed away. Dance then walked towards the second floor where her room was. His face looked down and occasionally nodded his head when someone greeted him. Arrived in front of a room that sounded crowded from outside he stepped inside..

"assalamualaikum"

"walaikumsalam" is so compact people - people in the room answer the greeting look full of their happy face when they see a figure of the person who said the greeting.

"It's night why haven't you guys slept?"

"ungguin mbak Tari, right if mba Dance has not come we can not sleep"

"huh, this is your wits, let's go ablaze and get ready for bed"

The group of santri rushed to the bathroom and immediately berwudhu. It looks like Tari walked towards the closet by putting her bag and shopping crackles there. Shortly afterwards the santri santri came and began to occupy their screens - each saw some of them who were still talking on the bed. Dance who knows it immediately stands in the middle of the room.

"Still want to chat or sleep, later mbak record who is chatting and that means besuk can not by - by"

"dance of the Dance"

"there's no protest because it's already night"

Dance walked over to the light switch, and turned it off. After a few minutes the situation began to be quiet as their eyes had closed their breath had begun to irregular.

With a slow step Tari left the room to the bathroom for ablution, then he stepped his feet to the mosque on the first floor of the building because in each building there is a small mosque while the big mosque is in the front of the entire building.

Some santri are still seen in the mosque because it is a task that has not been completed. Dari also performs his duties by performing Islamic prayers that have not been done solemnly, with continued poultice that is usually done. One by one santri left the mosque leaving Tari alone.

Dya is still struggling with his rote without realizing it and remembered all the events in the car earlier.

"o Allah, thou hast this life, You are the mouth of every prayer of thy servant, O God. Put all the life of the servant only on You because You are the elector of this body and soul. Keep away, blot out the dya when it does not belong to the servant without leaving pain, and what if the dya belongs to the servant, unite the servant with Your service without causing pain to those around us.

o Allah, indeed, I never doubt Your power to give to me the truth and patience of all your destinies and decrees ......

Amien, Amien, Amien"

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"Gus how about we match Ghisan with Dance ?"

"Can it be possible ? I think they're too stubborn"

"we don't know if we don't try baby"

"but Ghisan will be gone long enough, about 2 years"

"was that long ?"

"yes, I really dream about this dear, what else Thursday has left".

"may Allah open the way of love" Rina's hands filled as if she were praying and rubbing her face.

"Amien, Amien, Amien"

After all, Rina was the one who knew about Dance, rather than anyone else. Although Dance could not yet fully open up to him she could always understand what was happening to the little girl. Dya loves Dari as much as a sister should to her little sister.

Always understand the feelings of Dance without the girl telling a story, enough to see the actions of the girl is very motherly figure. It was also what made Gus Reyhan fall in love with him, a mature figure, soft and full of warmth.

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