Is God's Choice?

48. Muhammad Kahfi Al Kausar

The night was getting late, there was no starlight in the dark sky. There was only a gust of wind that went into the room of the owner of the stocky body whose eyes could not be separated on the flat object that he had been holding while continuing to turn on and off undo his intention to call someone he had made sad this afternoon.

" Hmmm ... phew ..." take a breath that it out with a little weight.

" Call ... No? ... call ... Don't?!" he said while continuing to look at the contact number he had just touched. But it was still in his words when the sad face of the girl danced in his mind.

" Hhh, let me talk about this tomorrow to him" he said when he wanted to expel the doubts in him.

"Huda, you haven't slept?" the question just shot up, making the owner of the room look surprised to the middle-aged man whose health is now starting to decline.

" Papah" it's night why papah has not slept, papah has taken the medicine yet?. He said without answering the question of his father who was already sitting in the chair near the window that Huda had just sat in.

" Papah has not been so close and papah see your room lights are still wrong so papah enter your room because the door of your room is wide open. "You are thinking what? looks like gelisa?

" No reward, Huda is just missing the figure of mamah and Prama." Lying Huda.

" Tomorrow we'll be grieving!" papah also misses, it has been almost 3 weeks not yet kemakam mamahmu and your sister Prama. You're getting to sleep, don't think of anything unimportant!" Said Mr. Prayoga while patting the shoulder of his only child who is now accompanying him at home.

" Yes, pah" answered Huda briefly.

Then he put his daydream on the balcony in front of his room.

***

At Mr. Hasbi's residence. One by one the relatives of Aisyah and Hasbi returned to their homes. In the living room there was Hasbi sir and Dahlan's brother talking.

" Hasbi, did you see that glasses guy? I think he's a good fit for Kia, and it looks like Razipun knows Kahfi well. Said Dahlan's brother while sipping black coffee that he just spent a little more.

" Hasbi, don't know yet, bah" looks like your granddaughter has not been able to forget the boy Prama whom she loved so much.

Hasbi does not want to impose our will, afraid Nakia even more sad.

Reply Mr. Hasbi who is kneeling his forehead that feels dizzy.

" Yes, we didn't match or bring them close so quickly!" Kan Kia teaches in his successor nak Kahfi, maybe over time they will know each other. "So sure Nak Kahfi can guide Kia and treat the heartache she is currently experiencing."

Tututu gave me advice.

" The parlor owner?" said Mr. Hasbi was shocked.

" His name is Muhammad Kahfi Al Kausar. Kahfi was a city boy who was brought by the big kiyai Al Amiin dormitory that has a life story not as lucky as other children.

Since childhood he has been living by his parents who were affected by a 'single accident' that made him have to lose both parents since the age of 5 years.

Kiyai Mansur who was passing on the highway saw little Kahfi was crying over the bodies of his parents who were gone.

Until a few months he often visited the house of parents nak Kahfi and always found Kahfi in the presence of crying.

The boy was taken care of only by two workers in his home. Until finally kiyai Mansur decided to bring Kahfi to his dormitory, without bringing the legacy of parents nak Kahfi at all.

Until one day the brothers of Kahfi's father sought out the whereabouts of kak Kahfi and they met Kahfi after Kahfi was a teenager. Omnya Kahfi gave a file of inheritance legacy of his parents.

Yang Kahfi used the inheritance to mengemurkan kiyai Mansur dormitory and build a home that he now manages himself.

Because he felt that he was still lucky to be taken care of by the family of Kiyai Mansur, who at that time had married his daughter in the city where he found Kahfi.

According to Kahfi, he is not like other children who are stranded on the road. Therefore, Kahfi wants to provide shelter for street children so that they can live properly in the orphanage that he built from the inheritance of his parents.

He hopes that his reward will continue to flow to his parents.

Said Dahlan's abah who told the story of Kahfi life that once kiyai Mansur told on the sidelines he had finished filling tausiyah in the mosque near the dormitory.

Abah Dahlan was one of the friends of the Mansur kiayi who at that time saw little Kahfi crying over the bodies of his parents who had a single accident, therefore, Dahlan and Rumi nek know a little about Kahfi, which he rarely met in the mosque lately because of his busy seeking funds for the care he manages.

Kia whose eyes have not been closed at a glance listened to Dahlan's story about the man he just knew his name, in the kitchen he was filling the water for him to bring into his room.

" So that Kahfi mas is the owner of the 'Al Kausar' orphanage where I teach today?"

Said Kia while pouring mineral water into her glass, then headed to the room and a few minutes later immediately laid her body near Rahma sister.

Abah Dahlan and Mr. Hasbipun finished talking, then checked all the doors and windows afraid that there was nothing that had not been discovered. After that Mr. Hasbi went straight into the room and rested.

***

" Razi, seems to be very familiar with Abi's colleagues? tanya Tari who just came out of the bathroom still used an instant veil that covered her chest.

" Kahfi is a friend of KKN's older brother, his social soul is so high so when he saw friends around him Kahfi's distress must have come to help. At that time my brother was short of funds because the allowance given by my father was not enough to meet the activities of KKN, my brother. Said Razi who received the towel from Tari's hand.

The still timid dance eyed Razi's gaze when Razi took the towel from his hand.

" Look over here, deck! your husband is a genie who doesn't want to see his own husband" Razi teased the wife.

" It's not so, brother. Dance was not used to a man in this room. Reply to Dari whose face is already blushing in front of Razi.

Razi finds out that his wife still looks shy. Trying to grab her chin slowly and hold her body with one hand. Almost Tari wanted to dodge but unfortunately Razi's hand was so strong and fast. Until that look was so close that the heart of Tari beat so fast that Razi could feel the vibration of his heart.

" We are now halal. Do you know what a husband and wife are in a marriage? Brother looking at you it is not a mistake but, it will be a blessing for you if that has become lawful to give up and repay." Said Razi looking beautifully at Dance's eyes.

" Yes, I'm sorry, dance, brother!" Now brother shower first night is getting late tomorrow we will send Kia, brother and grandmother home. Dance slightly pushed Razi's body away from her.

" Don't Kia come home later if it's been here a week?". Razi asked in shock, briefly kissing the cheek of Dance which was getting flushed due to Razi's nose getting closer to the nose of Dance.

The dance that got the little kiss from Razi just silently blushed in embarrassment. And looked at the handsome man who was now her husband.

" Sister has asked for a week's leave, and after we share Kia with my brother and grandmother. We are going on our honeymoon to Bali. Because you bought a plane ticket and booked a hotel. Said Razi whose body was about to enter the bathroom.

Oh my goodness, is this her enthusiasm? true Kia said, this brother will do things beyond expectations. I feel like I want to complain about this to Kia. Inner Dance while reaching for the clothes she wanted to prepare for her husband.

After Razi finished his business in the bathroom, he immediately put on the clothes that Tari had prepared on his bed. Seeing the Dance that was not in the room made Razi want to call his sister who was rarely seen at the reception. Intended to introduce Kahfi to Kia.

Now Razi sat on the edge of the bed trying to reach the flat object he had placed on the nightstand near the bed. His fingers began to slide and touch every contact number on his phone. The object he attached near his ear, unfortunately the number he was calling was not active signifying the person who wanted Razi to contact was asleep.

" Whose phone is he on? Tanya Tari when she had entered the room while carrying drinking water and a plate of mangoes that she had cut into small pieces.

" Want to call Kia, but she seems to be sleeping because her number is off? Razi answered while looking gently at the face of Dance who was still hooded.

" Oooh, Kia? that number is no longer active, is it? Because a week ago the contact deck could never. Said Tari who sat a little far away from Razi.

" The number if in the village can not be contacted because there that can only be simerah. So it's likely that Kia will change the new number. Here's the deck, close to brother, rich as anyone!" Its effects.

" Dance to get the mango, huh, brother? let the contents of the first thing before going to bed because all day we will be king and queen. Hidar Tari while giving a sweet smile to her husband Razi and her hand immediately took a plate of fruit that was on the nightstand.

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