ISTIKHARAH LOVE

SAIL BACK

This is my last day of service in my childhood, it's actually hard to express what I'm feeling now. It feels like my life has been imprinted in this village, but I have to pursue my other dreams before I can finally get back to living here.

"huft met also with today" I let out a long sigh, this is the first and probably the last time I prayed Fajr.

aki was a little too late to be in the front shaf, indeed the spirit of the santri to worship was very high, yes although there were some who were also ogah-ogahan because it was still covered in a very heavy sleepiness, but that's a natural thing.

*Allahu Akbar.... Bismillahirahmanirrahim"

takbirotulikhram Imam's voice disabled all other worshippers.

al-fatihah chants, forwarded by short letters.

do not feel this self is very dissolved with the situation, it feels really calm.

Assalamualaikum...

Greetings and done, we together carry out Wirid until the dawn showed his smile.

Today arrived. The beautiful rays of the sun, the clumps of leaves, and the gusts of wind signify the door to a new world waiting for us to open.

I inhaled that air for the last time, I walked down the hallway of the cottage for the last time,

I looked at the vast blue sky maybe that's the size of my memories stored here.

That morning every santri who met me gave his greetings and a distinctive smile, as if they knew that this was the last time they came face to face with me, with all of us.

Sahil came up to me and said

"Mas Jhonathan ojo lali karo Sahil nggih" his eyes began to fill with tears that were just waiting for his time to jump and flow on the cheeks of this little boy.

I grabbed him and said.

"yes not dong Hil, you are good here, the salary is pinter, we met in Jakarta okk"

"nggih Mas, Sahil will be more eager to learn, let cepet pass, cepet lecture rich Mas Jhonathan"

I hugged her again and wiped her tears.

"yeah, Mas pamit yes, Do not cry, later mas often deh play here nengokin Sahil"

"Let's go, promise yo"

I nodded, then hooked my little finger with Sahil's little finger, I rubbed his head, then headed to the Clinic to say goodbye to the Citizens and Employees who he said were waiting for us.

arriving at the Clinic turned out to be unexpected, residents flocked to approach us who had just arrived at the Clinic, but not for treatment, but they wanted our last day here to be remembered by everyone.

As the Clinic changed like an artist at a press conference, everyone asked if we would return to this village?, where would we go after completing our education? And of course there are many more similar questions that they ask us.

it turned out that this was the initiative of Mr. Lurah to perform thanksgiving for the completion of our practice in this village, not only that the ceremony was intended to greet our farewells and the residents of Gunung Kidul Village.

Unexpectedly, almost all the citizens attended the ceremony, we ate together, talked together, joked, told stories, and many more activities that we did that afternoon, all the residents mingled without prestige, all the residents ate without any awkward feeling, that afternoon all the residents looked happy including us.

we did it all in the Village Hall, which happened to be located not too far from the Clinic.

But in the midst of our joking laughter, I saw the look on the face of the zahra there was no trace of happiness, I was about to ask but Ihrom preceded me, Ihrom approached Zahra and did not know what they were talking about, I could not bear the pain, but I tried hard. I finally just watched him from far away.

time so goes by so fast, it does not feel this is the time we really say goodbye.

That afternoon ended with sobs of people we did not want to leave behind.

One by one the residents left the Hall, I Ricky and I returned to the Clinic to pack up, before I had to be willing to let go of this village.

“ayoo jo... Others have been waiting” Ricky invited me.

I was very heavy to step away from this village, seen some residents welcome us in front of the Clinic Fence while Staring at all of us with full Haru, seeing the scenery I was also unable to stem these tears. I finally say goodbye to all of them.

“matur nuwon ngggeh Mas Jhonatan, Mas Ricky, Ms. Citra. This is from the villagers don't look at the stuff. Once again mature nuwon nggih mas mbak.”

The image approached the mother and hugged her.

“maksaih ya bu 'has done us practice here, take care of health yes ma'am.. so that can continue to serve the community.”

The mother only nodded and rubbed tears on the cheek of the image that turned out to be also defiant.

In the middle of the atmosphere, someone called me from behind.

“mas Jonathan...”.

The voice was familiar to me, and it was true that none other than Zahra was approaching me but she was not alone, Ihrom Kyai Arif and Pade were following from behind.

“forced to have given the true meaning of affection, zahra learned a lot from the Jhonatan mas.zahra will learn to love again, and zahra will start it again.”

I nodded and said,

“iya.... thanks zahra has helped mas a lot during here”.

“zahra prays that M. Jhonatan can and certainly can get the companion that Mas Jhonathan always needs instead of just want.”

Pade approached us and hugged us one by one and said.

“matur nuwon sanget nggih... don't bosen bosen play again to this village.”.

I grabbed Pade Suryo's hand and kissed him inside..

Pade said again.

“keep sailing until one day a beautiful pier waving for you to stop by.”.

Ihrom came up to me and patted me on the shoulder, but said nothing.

Instantly he hugged me tightly.

“do us happy...” that voice sounds faint but I understand what it means.

We can not forget that moment, I tried to sweep the atmosphere with my eyes while keeping all of it in my memory.I do not feel the car invitation has come, now is the time for us to continue our struggle so that everyone who is meritorious in our lives can feel happiness together.

All of our belongings have been baggage and for the last time we say goodbye to all the people who are there.

“Assalamualaikum..”.

That's my last greeting to all the people who have helped us so much over here.

Their hands are very sincere, the look of a true face is true, every tear drop is very sincere.

I smiled and waved my hand.

From them I learned a lot that simple life can feel luxurious if coupled with gratitude.

From Zahra I learned that being sincere and accepting all written destinies is the only way to live a happier life.

I became more and more convinced that my boat was still strong to sail, there were still many oceans that I had not yet headed, for that I would continue to migrate all the docks, all the docks, until finally there will come a fisherman who accepts and welcomes me with love.

I am also increasingly convinced that Love grows and comes by itself unexpectedly, Love will come to those who are ready for pain, not just to be happy, all the stories of the journey of Love will be more special if it is lived based on His commandments.

- BERMAID

Thank you for taking the time to read my essay, then I will tell the life of Jonathan after becoming a doctor.

wait ya Season 2 nya 🥰🥰