Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)
Chapter 19: Getting Stronger
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Hajjah Aisyah and Hajjah Wirda set foot from the parking lot to the hospital. They move quickly when they get a call from Cahyati's assistant that her son Rumi has an accident. Rumi who had just landed from Malaysia got a disaster. The car he was riding in was hit by another rider from behind.
“How is my son-in-law's current state, dik?” Hajjah Wirda asked Cahyati as they arrived at the emergency exit.
“Alhamdulillah Rumi is okay. Just fainted from shocked” Sahut Cahyati with teary eyes.
“Alhamdulillah ya Rabbana”
“Layla, salim son! It's hajjah Wirda and hajjah Aisyah!” Cahyati.
“Masya Allah... Ayu her... very smooth... Nak Layla now what class?” Hajjah Aisyah sparkles to see Layla.
“SMP class 3, Nyai”
“Call Ummi only Yes Cah Ayu!”
“I.. Ja.. Ummi.” Hajjah Aisyah smiled meaningfully.
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Iqlima and his entourage arrived in the forest at noon. Last night they had a stay in Bireun Regency before finally arriving at their destination. Iqlima's tears began to grow. He was sincere about everything that happened. However, bitter memories still remain.
Doctor Jelita and Yahya glanced at each other to see Iqlima who continued to enter the forest. They followed him from behind. There was no longer any visible debris from the fire there. There are only wild plants that thrive.
“Iqlima..” Call Yahya worried. Ilyas who still did not understand what happened could only lay hands. He reached into the mobile phone that vibrated from his pocket.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Mi.”.
“Wa’alaikumsalam.. Nak, Rumi accident!”.
“Ke... accident? Not Rumi in Malaysia, Mi?”
Tiiit tiiit tiiitt
The signal on Ilyas's phone is gone. Yahya also got a similar phone from Hajjah Aisyah. He was told to go home soon because his future sister-in-law had an accident.
Iqlima said a greeting then sat half-kneeling on the ground. He read Surah al-Fatihah as much as 3 x, then read surah al-ishlas as much as 3 x, followed by surah al-falaq and an-Nas. Iqlima also read the verse of the chair and surah yasin. Not to forget he pinned the reading of dhikir, istighfar and shalawat as in tahlil. Finally, Iqlima recites the prayer.
Bang Rais.Babang was happy.Now there lived a sinful Iqlima in this world, who was still struggling to achieve the pleasure of Allah. May Allah place your brother in the best place, gathering with the anbiya’, the believers, the shaalihins.
Iqlima testified that brother is a good husband, the best husband. Although only 10 hours to be a brother's wife, but the swift love that brother gave to Iqlima through sacrifice, beyond the limits of reason. Iqlima wiped his tears.
Bang, maybe this is the first and last time Iqlima came here. But Iqlima promises will always send prayers. Iqlima promised to keep in touch with Ummi and his brothers. Iqlima rubbed his tears that were increasingly flowing. Doctor Jelita approached the half-kneeling girl and hugged her.
“So Iqlima just recovered?” Ilyas was surprised to hear all the stories of Yahya while Iqlima prayed. Yahya nodded.
“Yas, I hope you don't hurt her anymore. Leave Iqlima, you are already getting married to Rumi!”
“Then handing Iqlima over to you? Yahya, by Allah, I have absolutely no intention of hurting Iqlima! I was devastated for 6 months. And it's all because of you! So stop that sermon!!” Sambar Ily. His neck strained to hold the voice he was forced to endure.
“I'm not interested in Iqlima... I don't intend...”.
“Munafic!!” Ilyas tipped off quickly.
“If you are not interested in Iqlima, why did you waste time meddling in his life during these 6 months?!”
“Yahya... I'm disappointed in you.. Very disappointed!” Ilyas carries his index finger pointing right at the chest of the yahya field. Then Ilyas moved away from Yahya. This young man stepped towards Iqlima.
“Iqlima..” Call Ilyas, he thrust his handkerchief on Iqlima. The girl shook her head.
“Thank you. I brought a tissue” Sahut Iqlima ignored Ilyas's hand.
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Ilyas drove along the way. This time he no longer let Yahya sit beside Iqlima. He will not let his cousin monopolize his time with Iqlima again.
This young man glanced towards the rear view mirror. Yahya and Doctor Jelita seem to have fallen asleep.
“Hmh...” Ilyas slightly cleared his throat breaking the silence. Iqlima continued to hug his painting by looking straight ahead. Actually Ilyas was curious, whose painting Iqlima constantly brought with him. This young man was intending to ask her later.
“Iqlima... I...” Ilyas paused his sentence.
“Have you forgiven me?”
“I've forgotten everything” Ilyas smiled.
“Yesterday I haven't finished my sentence. I want to make amends for all the mistakes you”
“I will break off my engagement and will marry you. I want you to make my shoulder to lean on in dispelling all your sadness” Ilyas sentence successfully made Iqlima turned his head.
“I want you to consider my seriousness in the past”
“Today I will return to Jakarta. I'm going to go see Rumi and talk about everything in a good way. I'm sorry, maybe this is too hasty for you. But other than now, I don't know when we can talk seriously”
“You're ready right?” Ask Ilyas seductively.
“Ustadz came here to endure all my sadness and then started to feel pain in the hearts of others, did you?”
“He does not love me Iqlima.., we are both tormented by this engagement! Ilyas fast.
“Trust me.. For these 6 months I have been tormented in burying my feelings for you! I did succeed, but I could never be happy”
“What did ustadz Ilyas expect from a widow like me? I've been married. I'm just a kara”
“I don't care”
“Thank you. Someday I don't know when I might get married again. But I haven't thought about it at all. Even if I remarry, I make sure.the person is not ustadz Ilyas” Sahut Iqlima. The look they meet. Not to forget Iqlima pinned a smile in the eyes that nourish the water. Hearts screamed.
“But Iqlima..”
“I forgot Ustadz Ilyas when Ustadz decided to leave me. In continuing to live again is easy, the difficult thing is to leave the past. Now I have gone beyond that difficulty. So don't ever pat my shoulder because I won't turn!” Sahut Iqlima sharp. His gaze rained. Ilyas' throat was blocked. This young man is devastated. That look held a lot of wounds.
“A... I...”
Ustadz Ilyas, anything that hurts me, in the end will only make me stronger. Heart word Iqlima. The car that carried them continued to drive away from the wilderness. They drowned in silence.
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Sultan Iskandar Muda Airport, Banda Aceh
Ilyas observed Iqlima sitting on a chair. The girl is enjoying her novel The Last Love of Helena. That's the title of the novel written there. Ilyas came over, coming,
“I know at this time your heart has frozen, but frozen objects may one day melt away. I hope and ask God that I will be your last love!"
"Iqlime.. I'm saying no, not to leave you like you used to. This time I say goodbye to come back with a certainty” said Ilyas immediately turned around without waiting for a response. Iqlima stared at Ilyas's departure expressionlessly. His heart was already frozen. He chose to continue reading the novel.
Iqlima waited for Yahya and Doctor Jelita to book a ticket for Yahya's return tomorrow to Jakarta via Kuala Namu Airport, Medan. After this, Yahya will drive home Iqlima and doctor Jelita first.
“Yahya, we need to talk”
“About what doc?”
“About Iqlima”
“Iqlima?” Yahya stopped his footsteps.
“We sat there for a while. Less than 10 minutes!” From a distance Yahya saw Iqlima who was still late with the reading of his novel.
“Baik”
Yahya and Doctor Jelita take their place. There was no laughter as usual.
“Yahya.. Iqlima knows I will take a sub-specialist school in Jakarta in near”.
“Tau where? I didn't tell him”
“From the careless documents I put down. He hugged me tightly and said to be happy for my achievement”
“Then?” Yahya is a good listener.
“I know the look in his eyes shows he's not very well. My sudden departure, made him force himself to be strong when he again felt the loss. Mental health back tested” Doctor Jelita felt concerned.
"Well, I know this is ridiculous. But I have to ask for this. We've both felt more than just ordinary friends" Dr. Jelita glazed over.
"Married Iqlima. Please make her your wife. I don't know what you feel for her. Whether interested or not. Either it's just pity or it's love you haven't noticed. Please take him with you. You've been involved so far. You are a righteous man, you are a devout man who fears God. If she marries you, at least even if you don't love her, you won't hurt her. I believe that! " Doctor Jelita's request made Yahya stunned.
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