La Tahla Don't Complain

Farah or Syafa...?

Fatih walked gontai up the stairs his legs felt no longer treading at this time, he was so upset his mind branched between Farah and shafa between his heart or abi and uminya, he was so scared his mind branched between Farah and shafa between his heart, between his happiness and his service to his parents.

when he arrived in the room he dropped his body on the mattress closed his eyes trying to expel the immortality of his heart but still the feeling could not be lost, he drowned his face back behind his palms the feeling of tightness now began to roll in his chest.

fatih was so riled up his mind was filled with various choices that made him even more upset, he patted the mattress with both hands on the left and right side of the mattress still with the supine position.

just a few pats on the bed before his hand touched something turned out he found his flash disk, a blue-roofed miniature Koran flash disk, a flash disk that brought his memories back during his first encounter with Farah. fatih observed the miniature Koran that became the pendulum of the flash disk.

" the meeting was no coincidence, I believe there is a meaning hidden behind every event and Allah knows more good for his servants "

His little mind whispered something. Fatih frowned, he seemed to get a hope, fatih rushed to his feet from sleep stepped steadily towards the ablution bathroom and took the Qur'an that was on the bedside nightstand.

he began to read it, reading the divine words that God had created as a guide for each of his people.

the sound of fatih sounded so melodious with tartil and tajwid science that he got from Abinya and Al Azhar where he drew knowledge to make every verse he read so sound beautiful and calm people who hear it.

likewise, fatih he also felt the same calm when reading the Qur'an.His mind that had been confused now began to feel calm his initially troubled heart now began to feel peaceful.

shodaqollahulaazim......

Fatih ended his reading, put the Koran back on the nightstand beside the bed and then stood up to pray tahajud considering that the day was indeed late at night.

after the tahajud prayer he continued with the istikhoroh prayer and then rested his hands asking for instructions to Robnya his once calm heart back restless, anxiety and anxiety that now he spill to his god.

Allah is Good and Wise. Verily you are the one who knows all the good for me, the best of the best.

god is good and wise.

truly you are the one who is able to turn back the human heart, show me my way to choose which one to choose, between heart and devotion, between love and compassion.

duhai Robb who knows the heart.

do not let the servant in long worries, you are the one who knows the good decisions of the best.You are the one who knows the quality of self between the two.

Allah is the Guide.

verily you are the All-easy, I commit myself to you, O my great Lord. Choose the best of the good for me, only you know what is right for me between the two.

fatih committed himself to hope that God would immediately answer his questions and the best answers for himself and his loved ones, he closed his prayer with a witir and rushed to sleep trying to close his eyes forget for a moment the problems he faced.

*** la tahla don't complain ***

farah..farah..faraaah....!!!

fatih woke up from his sleep with a sad face sweat pouring down in between the forehead and his face he dreamt strangely there was a feeling of fear in his heart also a feeling of not understanding the meaning of his dream just now, he began to remember - recalling the dream - faintly he began to remember it.

in his dream fatih saw himself sitting on a wooden bench under a shady tree.in front of him was a path and a play area of children, he began to understand that he was in a park at this time.

but he was not alone next to him sat a girl wearing a plain robe of baby pink and a long pink hijab patterned box-box, in the face of his face the woman next to him who turned out to be Farah, not a word came out of the girl's lips, she just stared softly at her face so sad as to keep something that could not be expressed by her tiny pink lips.

fatih was still watching the girl as Farah stood up and walked backwards leaving her waving still with her smile lips locked. instantly fatih was stunned his throat was choked seeing farah slowly stepping away and getting further away leaving him.

fatih stepped up quickly to pursue Farah he called the girl's name many times hoping farah would stop and wait for her but the girl further left him.

now he stood alone among the surrounding fog - the fog, spinning around looking for a farah figure that disappeared from his sight.

when Fatih was in the middle of his eternity he saw a girl coming from the direction where Farah left him gradually approaching, gradually approaching, fatih thought that if it was farah he called back the girl's name but the closer the girl was towards him the girl was not Farah but Syafa. His surprise was the one who woke up the fatih of the long dream.

my God, what is the meaning of the dream I just had...?

are they all clues to the answers I ask for in every Istikharah I have worked on so far...?

 

*** La Tahla Don't Complain ***

Fatih walked gontai approaching a long stone chair on the right side of the courtyard of the fortress kuto besak. breezy cold wind hit his face illuminated by street lights, he slightly tightened his jacket, and, it was still night to remember the dawn prayer that he had just done in the grand mosque located not far from the Ampera Icon bridge of the city of Pempek.

fatih stood up from his seat walking towards the stone fence by the river, the young man sat on the stone wall looking at the cafe kampung kapitan which was right across from where he was standing at the moment, the cafe witnesses her closeness to Farah the beautiful girl who manages to take part of her heart away with her.

the woman he almost circumcised if only he had told his brother first if he wanted to marry the girl, the girl he adored. which he himself did not realize since when the love began to be present.

but now, what should he do to defend the girl when it is clear - his ashes have already received the proposal Ustadz Mizan abi syaffa....?

hey you're not too late, Fatih....!

you can still fight for your love...!

you can still talk everything over to your brother Fatih....!

fight before it's too late...!

It wouldn't be fair to Farah as well if you just kept quiet without a fight.

It would be unfair for Syaffa if you marry her without love for her.

Fight fatih....

Fight on........!!

the other side spoke.

as if he did not want if fatih had to bury his desire in order to fulfill the wishes of his parents.

no Fatih, you should follow the wishes of your Abi and Umi, is not filial to the old man a great reward....?

after all, what reason would you tell Abi and Umi to reject this match...?

remember Fatih Ridho the old man is Ridho Allah. There is no reason for you to reject their wishes.don't let because love makes you ungodly.

the other side of his heart chimed in.

but....

you deserve to be happy Fatih...!

your decision is your happiness and it is in Farah not Syafa....!

To be continue...

what will fatih do? who will he choose..? wait for the next part yach...!