Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)
Chapter I: Landing in Aceh
Krueng Lamkareung Village, Indrapuri District, Aceh Besar.
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Fragments of glass are scattered on the floor. Someone who is old and walking to break it. Fresh blood flowed from the soles of the feet. After breaking the glass, he accidentally stepped on it.
“Astaghfirullah, Cake...!” Screeched of an 18-year-old young girl. He threw away the cloth he had just taken from the clothesline and walked over.
“Ya Rabb... Iqlima help clean yes cake?” Pinta the girl felt sick. Deftly he took a wheelchair that was near the door of the room. His hand pulled on Grandpa's arm to point him on the wheelchair.
“No need! I can do it myself!” Ketus. Slowly trembling he sat on a wheelchair after a glass fragment hit his leg pierced deeper.
“Ssssss..” Iqlima hissing ache. Grandpa runs his own wheelchair.
The girl known as Iqlima looked at him with a sad look. Then rushed to clean the glass fragments scattered on the floor and headed for the kitchen to pick up P3K equipment.
“Leave it!” Grandpa said in an unfriendly tone.
“Although grandfather forbids, Iqlima will keep cleaning it.. Otherwise this wound could infection” Sahut Iqlima insisted.
“Leave it. Let it rot! This wound is nothing compared to the pain in my heart!” Grandpa turned his face away.
“What grandpa still mad?” Ask Iqlima slowly. I don't think his eyes are wet.
“Hhhh how can grandfather not be angry? Many times people come to propose but you refuse! Lastly, Hilman, what's Hilman's lack? He's the village chief's son, he's got a rice mill! Live with it you will not feel less!” Hardik grandpa with high voice. Iqlima quietly lowered his head.
“Try you see the Maryam... Friends who are the same age as you are now even have children! She is happily married to Helmi, the young man who once proposed to you! Hhhh Maryam is a obedient child, she does not defy like you! Huk Huk Huk Grandpa coughed. His throat was dry from talking too much. Iqlima thrust a glass of mineral water that was on the nightstand not far from them.
If you know that Maryam is suffering because bang Helmi likes to play tail (gambling numbers) and is being chased by debt. Inner Speech Iqlima.
“Bang Hilman the pe..drunk cake, Love playing perem...puan” Say Iqlima carefully.
“All that can change... You don't be high-hearted! We're people we don't have. Your parents died leaving nothing for you! While grandfather is old, if suddenly grandfather is gone. How are you? Who will take care of you Iqlima?” Sambar grandpa. His voice turned hoarse. Those eyes that were almost white were glittering. Iqlima.
“What do you expect from Ilyas? The young Java Island was only wander briefly to our village... He will return to his hometown. It is impossible to marry you! Moreover, you are poor and orphaned!”
“But Ustadz Ilyas promised to marry Iqlima kek.” Iqlima.
“When?! When do you want to wait? Huk Huk Huk!” Grandpa coughed back.
"Ilyas was only a nomad, his origin was also unclear! He is no better than the man you rejected! Don't be fooled by men's promises! "
Iqlima dipped deep. He squeezed the end of his hood. Grandpa's right. The certainty of Ilyas marrying her is still unclear.
Actually Iqlima also did not love Ilyas, but rather than marry someone like Hilman or Helmi, Iqlima thought it would be better if he married a person who was clearly his abilities. During this year, Iqlima saw a lot of positive things from Ilyas.
Iqlima felt how much he was just a burden on his grandfather. Since her parents died in an inter-regional bus accident eight years ago, Iqlima has only been cared for by her grandfather. Because of poverty, relatives and other relatives also stay away from them.
Iqlima tried to understand what his grandfather was worried about. Grandpa just wants him to get married to have a decent life. Have a happy and happy family. That's what his grandfather has always said since 2 years ago. Iqlima is still so young. Iqlima himself actually still does not want to get married. For now, Iqlima only wants to go to high school and achieve goals. She wants to be an independent career woman. He does not want to be looked down upon by anyone.
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Sultan Iskandar Muda Airport
A young man got off the plane in a hurry. He glanced at the clock in his hand. At 07.05 Wib. He had to hurry, because at exactly 08:00 he had to attend a meeting with his business partners. The items he needed were already brought by the assistant. This young man took his cell phone out of his pants pocket and activated it. A few missed calls were there.
“Assalamu’alaikum Bah!” Greet after calling again. It was his father who called.
“…….”
“Alhamdulillah, This Yahya just landed in Aceh!”
“……..”
“Yes, Thank God everything is safe!”
“……..”
“Oh course... Soon Yahya will meet Ilyas!”
“…….”
“Good. Thank you, bah! Wa’alaikumsalam” Said a young man known as Yahya closed his cellphone. A car was waiting at the exit.
“Direct the car to Grand Nanggroe hotel! Please speed up a bit sir! I have an important meeting” Titah Yahya.
Their car drove across the highway. From Sultan Iskandar Muda Airport to Grand Nanggroe hotel takes about half an hour. As usual, Yahya did not want to be late.
Tap Tap Tap
The sound of leather pantofel shoe soles is heard. Yahya enters Function Room. The atmosphere of a typical meeting room is visible. Yahya stared leisurely one by one the people in the room. Then he greeted them warmly until his eyes caught a figure that he was familiar with. They smiled at each other broadly. After a few minutes of stale talk, at exactly 08:00 a serious conversation was heard.
"Pak Ilyas has bought 10 hectares of land to be converted into a foundation. The foundation will later overshadow the Integrated Islamic-based school as well as the charitable Institution" A secretary opened the topic.
"All building raw materials will be supplied by PT. Prosperous Hope belongs to Pak Haji Zakaria. The company will coordinate the construction of the building from start to finish. Mr. Yahya as general director will handle it directly!" The secretary explained further.Haji Zakaria intended to be the father of Yahya. The higher-ups present nodded their heads.
Managers read the files that are on the table in lightning until they meet a point of agreement that is when exactly the construction will be implemented. In less than two hours, the meeting was held. They shake each other's sign of endorsement and take a photo session. After that, one by one they left the room.
"Ahlan wa Sahlan Yahya!! Kaef Hal?" Sapa Ilyas exploded sumringah when only he and Yahya stayed indoors. The young man spread his hands greeting in non-standard Arabic.
"Khaer Thank God... My cousin is getting handsome! " Greet Yahya warmly. They hugged each other.
"Let's talk a lot at the restaurant downstairs! " Take Ilyas.
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A waiter gives a menu book.
"What message? " Task Yahya.
"I happen to not have breakfast. I'll order the Aceh food menu. Counting as an exercise"
"Exercise? " Yahya frowned.
"Yes... My future wife is Acehnese! " Ilyas whispered. Yahya.
"Mba, I want savory rice jerky with gayo coffee" said Ilyas turned to turn to the waitress.
"Bro, what message? "
"I want pull tea" Sahut Yahya.
Pramusaji records Yahya's and Ilyas' orders then pass.
"You seriously want to marry this guy? " Tanya Yahya continued their delayed conversation.
"i'm serious. I fell in love with the girl in the village where I volunteered. I'll introduce you to him. She's a simple, kind girl. Also so graceful. You must agree I'm marrying her!" Said Ilyas remembering Iqlima. Ilyas and Yahya are very close cousins. They exchanged stories.
"really? Then Mabruk! I'm happy! May your good intentions be fulfilled immediately" Yahya said. This young man is happy.
"But to realize marriage quickly seems like it will be difficult "
"Why?"
"Ummi disagrees. Ummi wants me to marry a Solo girl. If Ummi agreed, I would have married her immediately" Ilyas explained.
"What's your next move? " Task Yahya again.
"I'll convince Ummi. I will continue to persuade Ummi to melt down! "
"If Ummi Wirda still disagrees how? "
"I will marry Iqlima" said Ilyas. Yahya nodded trying to understand. Their conversation halted when the waiter served food.
"You're still a long time in Aceh? "
"No, in 2 days I'm going back to Jakarta" Sahut Yahya sipped his tea draw.
"Then this afternoon I will take you to Krueng Lamkareung village. This village is one of the most remote villages in the city. The village where I volunteer...You have to say hello to the smart children there, on average they can already memorize 5 juz of the Qur'an!" Bright Ilyas.
"His village name sounds a little foreign. Did you meet in that village? "
"Haha... Yeah.so... "
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