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80. M. Ghasan Fariq As - Syammimi

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I'm M. Ghasan Fariq As-Syammimi, according to some people I include someone who tends to be stupid. I have no definite purpose in life or goal - there is nothing I want to achieve in this life. My life only flows according to what God has destined me to do. Trying out all the new things that came to me, including my path when I signed up as a would-be nominee, eventually led me to my present position.

And from there I had the opportunity to get an education in medical school at a state university. How can a fool like me be a doctor.

Never in my shadow did I finish my doctor's education now. Even Koasku's filing at a hospital abroad has been approved. Which means less than a week away from my departure. Everything is still beyond my expectations, just walk the road in front of you that's my motto for life.

That afternoon I wanted to go back to my house, because I didn't bring my own vehicle. I decided to take the bus, in it later I can sleep, enough to drive away my fatigue. These few days I helped in a hospital owned by my unit quite count - calculate arguably the training period for me.

I saw a bus that could take me to my destination city parked in front of the terminal. As I walked about to enter the bus from the back door, my eyes unintentionally stared at the small figure that was pecking at the front door of the bus. With his eyes closed while his mouth seemed to announce something that I did not quite clearly hear.

"Sir, "Call me, and I pat her shoulder softly.

But the girl did not budge at all, her stuffing even sounded louder with her mouth still beristighfar. I was stunned by what had happened to the girl, without a second thought I held her hand and led her up the bus. There were different things that I felt my heart pounding felt timid, and warm at that time I felt.

"Come in, let me help. " I said firmly.

What this feeling, which made me so comfortable that the long-lost warmth of my life, now fills my empty heart.

" Sir, this must drink first" I thrust the mineral water I always carry in my bag. There was no answer from him at all.

" Yes, if you don't want to, mbak, but this time it must be answered yes"

" Where are you going down ?" Ask again.

" I went down in the sub-district of S maz, in the T-junction of P"

"Ok, I'll tell you when I'm close" as I look at the smile on my face.

It was quite late afternoon, but this bus still could not move because it was stuck in a long traffic jam. Until the bus we were riding was stopping next to a mosque, sayup - sayup heard the sound of Adhan.

" astaghfirullah azim thing, it is" he said when he first opened his eyes, and realized that his hand was being held.

"sorry, sorry" he said softly,

To be honest when he took his hand off my hand, my heart rippled there was a sense of loss there.

" Well, how do you feel good ?" my many.

" Sampun maz, sorry ngeh"

" No papa mbak, drink first so that the situation until better" I said while holding a mineral bottle towards him.

" Thank you maz,"

My heart skipped a beat every time I turned my gaze to the side where the girl was bowed down with her mouth unceasingly privileged. Actually what happened to this girl, why she was like this to be honest her behavior was quite heartbreaking.

" Mba, don't force it" I said as I tried to hold the hand back, but she quickly refused.

" I'm sorry maz, we're not mahram" he said

" God willing mba, I will justify the sampa. "

those words just slid out of my mouth without me noticing.

Sure enough the girl, looks surprised to be seen from the body gesture.

" I do not deserve to be memorized" accompanied by a so heart-wrenching joke.

" Mad is not inappropriate is the above business, is not the soul mate is a reflection of ourselves ?" much

" What a maz I'm not as good as I think"

" Let God bear witness to my promise"

I don't know why I could just say those words, without me noticing. But from the deepest recesses of my heart I hope God will grant my wish. No matter how long he went down because he had reached his destination huh.

I found something that I thought belonged to him, a wooden prayer beaker with a pendulum bearing the initials NKB. Surely the proof God left something for me, which made my smile continue to crack until it arrived in my house.

" What's up Le ? your smile is so blotted. " Task my Umm when she sees something strange happening to me.

" Just met my heavenly angel Mi. " I'm relaxed.

" Don't worry about the side. "

" Ummi when did Sham lie to Ummi. " I hold the hand that has been the source of my life and kiss. The things I always do, that make my heart calm.

" Enggeh Mi's. "

I am the son of a kiyai whose name is well known. Yes, when I'm outside, I'm a soldier, but here I turn into a Gus. Since childhood my parents equipped me with various religious sciences. From childhood until I entered Akmil my time spent with the hyacinth, not in the ponpes belonging to Abbah but to other ponpes. For the sake of getting qualified knowledge as my provision to wade through life like the reason Abbah when sending me to mondok.

I have finished clean and clean and have been wearing clothes of pride that I always wear when at home. Koko's shirt with a sarong not forgetting the peci that covered my short hair was a soldier's cash. I saw the prayer beads on my study table, I took them and I wore them as a bracelet.

" Assalamualaikum "

" Walaikumsalam's chat. "

I entered Abbah's library room where my family was gathering, Abbah, Ummi, and Nafisa my only puppet sister. I was so funny when I had a sister who was 8 years old. We're 22 years old, sometimes when we're out, people will think that she's my daughter is very funny.

" Mas Syam. " Say it while running towards me.

" Picas. " My yell to reply to him, he would definitely get angry if I called him that. And sure enough his mouth was pursed, so anxious I wanted me to tie his mouth.

" Sham don't be like that. "

" Come here, ngak so ni huk Mas. " Say me while raising my eyebrows.

" Males, he likes to make Fisa angry all the time. "

" Cobak how angry he is, I want to see. " Any Arsenal whatever he is to me, it won't last long

Teasing her is the thing I love the most, because she will always respond to it. His spoiled attitude towards me was like I was a special person to him. Behind my very nosy nature to him, I actually love him very much. Fisa can't be far from me, if I'm at home she'll always follow me wherever I go like a shadow. The proof is now that he is sitting next to me, when before he seemed angry with me.

" Le, until we leave when ? "

" God willing Thursday Bah. "

" Alhamdulillah, may all be facilitated yes Le. Remember what your goal is to get there for, make the best use of your time. Acquire as much knowledge as possible, and later use it to help many people. And do not let you forget where sampean came from, while in the land of people. "

" God willing Bah, Sham will always remember the words of Abba. "

" There is actually something that Syam refuses to leave Bah. "

" What Le. "

I told you everything I've been through, until my heart felt warm there was nothing I had covered from my family. I don't know why I was initially convinced by my go-to, now I feel gamang to go. Could such a meeting be able to make me not care like this.

" Ask the owner of all Le universes, if only He really asked for it, God willing, He would grant it. "

Words kept coming to my mind, as I stared at the ceiling of my room. Her shadow reappeared, filling my entire head that was able to make my smile continue to expand. I looked at the prayer beads on my wrists.

God willing, with permission from Him, I will make you lawful for me. O Allah guide the servant up to that time. Make him a servant in this world.

I hope I find a bright spot before my departure to Japan. Not that I am not sure of His power but how calm this heart is when there is something that can convince me. And I don't know where since that afternoon my heart would beat when I just imagined his face.

A few days passed I had returned to my routine, while waiting for my departure I joined my senior doctor who was on duty at a hospital owned by our unit in the apple city. Quite tiring yes because my senior patient was quite a lot turned out. Every time prayer arrived I always stopped all my activities, and immediately did my duty.

Like this afternoon, after cleaning myself I changed my clothes with Koko's shirt and holster that I always carry in my bag. When I arrived at the hospital mosque as usual everyone who knew me, always told me to be an imam.

" Monggo Gus dados imam mawon. I have no voice if I want to be safe. " That's the joke they always throw when they force me to be their priest.

I don't know why this afternoon there is a different taste, when suddenly my heart beats so thumping. It feels like when I think about it.

" Athaghfirullah's. " I said softly, when I think this heart is getting crazy.

I chant a letter that can make my heart calm, letter AL-Kahfi my choice. And sure enough after I finished reading my heart a little quiet. I immediately left the mosque with wide steps.

Suddenly there was a sudden assignment an operation call obtained by my senior, which automatically I also had to follow. I walked down the hospital corridor to the operating room without noticing I hit someone standing there.

" I'm sorry I'm in a hurry. " Say explained.

Strangely this fucking heart again thumped incoherently, until - to the point of making me out of focus.

" Mom once again I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry "My words again, because the woman did not budge.

" Let's dock, we don't have much time" I warned my silent senior.

And after I took a few steps I just realized it was him.

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