Hugging Lover in Prayer

A step forward

There was a rhythm of the clanking of spoons clad in medium-sized glass cups. Almost, Salwa's heart was broken when Heru asked for milk from her. Having put on the maid apron, how foolish this woman still lingered in that place. Looking at Heru, Salwa felt Heru was harmless. His instincts felt the right thing, there was a story behind Heru's fixed gaze on him.

"Make me warm milk, the milk is on the small table beside the refrigerator" this remark was like a fresh breeze, soothing a heart that was in a state of turmoil.

"Thank you" a smile rose on Heru's face.

Instead of spending time doing what Salwa expected, Heru only wanted Salwa to serve him food and drink. Listen to him tell me about the past with his beloved wife.

"She's a gentle woman, also obedient to me" said Heru. It was deeply felt how longing it still gnawed at the soul of this old man. According to the story of Heru, the woman went into the divine lap at a young age. Since then, he has never sought a replacement. So, why would he want to spend the night with Salwa?. Let him know that the wife is the woman who will never be replaced, the only woman who destroys the heart.

A photo appears to be worn out, shown to Salwa. As Heru expected, Salwa was surprised to see the photo.

"Pak----, this---."

Nodding"yeah. He's Teresa, my late wife."

Like a mirror, that's what Salwa feels right now. Asking Salwa to sit down again, she stood up after giving Heru a glass of milk.

"Your obedience to my husband reminds me so much of Teresa. But Miss Salwa, you must be able to discern good orders and orders that can undermine your self-esteem."

Biting the lip, Salwa felt slapped. If Heru knew because he had gone so far, perhaps Heru would have understood the difficult position he was in.

"You always follow his orders, is he like that?."

Next to Salwa's eyebrows raised up, he asked with a look in his eyes.

"Yes, do what you ask" continued Heru.

Spontaneous Salwa shook her head. From there he felt even more sorry for this woman. How love is so deep from the heart, that it is too afraid to lose and make it a foolish woman.

Seeing that Salwa was bowed again, the old man finished his words. Words of advice to Salwa"Miss may sleep in this room. I'll sleep in the other room."

Again, Salwa was stunned. It turns out that Heru is a good man, without any evil intentions especially to the point of wanting to take a chance from him.

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Afternoon in the boarding house. Syailendra was asked to teach the syair sholawat in a new tone, to the santriputras. Every Sunday the goiter get an invitation from one of the school donors. Alternately santri-santri there will attend at the donor's residence to carry out sholawatan activities. If this week is santriwati's turn, then next week santriputra will fill the sholawatan. And later on Sunday, the santriputra gets a turn.

"Mughrom ya Bang?" ask one of the students.

"Yes. The example first yes. You remember his tone" Syailendra started to turn on the microphone. Their training room is adjacent to the central hallway of the dormitory santriwati. So, it is not strange that when they practice, their voices are clearly heard to the female dormitory.

"It's Bang Syailendra's voice right?" comments by santriwati.

"Huum, his voice is very distinctive" said his colleague. Tired of sharpening the brain in class, while waiting for the bathroom queue they sit at the end of the stairs.

As Enda chanted the verse with that new tone, they followed. Not only them, some other santriwati also imitate the new tone.

Praise for the beauty of the verse came out from mouth to mouth, unpretentious to praise each other the beauty of Syailendra's voice. Among those teenage girls, there was a Yasmine who was silent in front of the room. Take a seat there with a towel. The long mane looked wet, Yasmine had just finished her bath.

Yasmine looked fixedly at the ends of the hair in her grasp"Yes the Prophet, should miss it only to you. But this heart felt a longing for this poet. I'm sorry!."

Seeing Yasmine looking down with her hair down, Ustadzah Syabilla approached.

"That's obvious. You have a problem, right?."

"Eh Ustadzah's. Not really" he said try to give.

"Oh yeah?. Then, why don't you tell me about that young man named Yahya."

It was just a light question, but it felt heavy just to swallow saliva. Yasmine's esophagus feels fiber, it is difficult to tell Yahya about him to Ustadzah Syabilla. Yasmine's gurgle further made Syabilla Ustadzah curious.

"Yasmine, are you in a match with Yahya?" guessing because Yasmine looks uncomfortable, when hearing the name Yahya.

Without a sound this girl nodded.

Actually, matchmaking is nothing new in this boarding school environment. Because there have been many students who match their parents with men they did not know before. In fact, marriage between santriwati and santriputra ever happened, without the knowledge of the woman. Suddenly a qobul ijab is heard through a hardened dormitory sound, with the girl's guardian. The woman could only cry, shocked and confused for sure.

"Well, good man, InsaAllah."

"Yes Ustadzah, God willing" Yasmine said.

"Lantas, why do you look so moody?."

Shall?. Should Yasmine share the story of Syailendra's proposal that she had rejected?. Akhs! no one can believe in this world but themselves. Yasmine also undoes the intention to reveal the thing that ever happened. Let it be a secret forever.

Heru's advice opened Salwa's mind. Yep! she's a dumb woman, for being too scared to lose Randy. Oh, not afraid of losing Randy, Salwa's afraid of losing his family's well-being.

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"Indeed, making people happy is a good deed. However, if you have to hurt yourself to carve a smile on someone else's face, isn't that a crime to yourself?."

Heru's words at the last time they met, still disturbed Salwa's mind until this moment.

"I need a vacation, but without Randy" so desire Salwa's heart at this time. That morning he asked Randy to visit his village, but because he was busy Randy refused the invitation. Armed with a little courage, Salwa asked for permission to go without him, anyway if at home there was no Randy with him because he was busy working.

"Can't you?" very hopeful, Salwa stared fixedly at Randy.

Guilt after asking his wife to spend the night with another man, that's why Randy gave Salwa permission. How happy this woman was, until the happy look was clearly implied on her face.

"Thank you" he said.

To be continued...

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