HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

CALAMITIES

The blink of an eye, the whole day. That is how the saying Minang diIndonesianakan. That was how Ajis felt at that moment.

The shop Ajis used to support his small family was threatened with bankruptcy. The fire that hit a row of kiosks in the market, made him suffer a huge loss because as the owner of one of the stalls.

"Alhamdulillah..." Aziz's voice sounded heavy. Her tears at the moment of witnessing that, she was able to endure it. He tried sincerely with the trials that at that time tested him.

"Innalillahi wa inna 'ilaihi roji'uun..." He said again with trembling lips looking at some of the small buildings that lined there had been scorched by the red whiz.

Although some of the fire engines had been jaded extinguishing the fire, the stalls remained charred and contained and only set aside the debris of grief. There was nothing he could save, except himself who only learned of the fire when he reached his stall.

Everyone is busy running around here and there. They are still trying to save their goods that can still be saved. There were also hysterical sounds of crying over the stall they had charred with black smoke billowing over it.

The fire was allegedly due to an electrical short circuit at the very end of the kiosk. The semi-permanent building and the meetings were briefly scorched. Plus it happened from dawn, when people had not yet come to their stalls.

"Yes Allah... Truly, I expect You to replace it with a better one. You know that it all began with the sacrifice of my mother, O God... I haven't even been able to replace it..." Complain Ajis while rubbing his face rough many times.

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"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikum... A brother? How did you get home early?" Ask Zahrana wonder.

Ajis did not answer. He continued to step foot onto the living room sofa, leaning there. His face looked so sad and devastated at the calamity he had just received.

"Ang? What was? Why are you sad?" Ask Zahrana worriedly. She sat down next to her husband, and stroked Ajis' shoulder gently.

Ajis still does not answer. He threw his head against Zahrana's thigh, then sobbed there.

"Astagfirulah... What's up, brother? Why is this brother, hmm? Don't make Zahra this anxious... A brother? Let's tell Zahra the same story, what exactly happened? Why are you sad?" ask Zahrana again by force. The feeling was getting worse at that moment.

"Sister... Our kiosk... Our stall is up, brother... Our kiosk is on fire... Nothing can be saved..." Ajis said sobbing in Zahrana's lap.

Indeed, God gives us partners to share in joy and sorrow. Where we lean on each other and moan in the world. This made Ajis able to break down his tears that he had previously held in his solitude.

"Astaghfirullah Hal 'adzim..." Zahrana was surprised. Her hope to ask for help from her husband, related to the debt made by her brother, immediately extinct.

Zahrana's tears poured down her cheeks. Like the pain that after he fell, even now hit the stairs anyway. It hurt, what a pain he felt at that moment.

"How is this, brother? My brother has not even used insurance. Everything with capitalized livestock Mother that he sold once. Where's the semester money Maira hasn't paid... What should you do, sister? Brother is also new to shopping for goods at the kiosk, our savings are not much left..." Ajis complained about everything in his wife's lap.

Zahrana stroked Ajis' head gently, then turned to her husband's face.

"Prophey, Bang... Allah will not test His servants beyond the limits of His own ability, right? The treasure, the throne and the office belong only to God, and if God wants to take it again, then we must be patient and sincere... We pray, may there be wisdom behind all this, and there is a way for us to rise again..." Zahrana tried to strengthen her husband's heart.

I don't know, I don't know for his own heart he said that. He even denied his intention to complain about the problems that were also being experienced by his parents to Azis.

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