Love Because ...

DESERVEDLY

“Udah is not kang, now in the industry. Ni happened to run out of event checks,” said Wildan sumeringah met his level brother in Kapatihan.

“Wah until malem works?” rio asked carrying a lot of snacks in the grocery container, the two of them walked down the food aisle.

“Gak every day anyway kang, if there is an event aja ngeck-ngeck. Kang Rio still teaching at SMK?”

“Alhamdulillah still,” he said smiling.

“Wah great kang Rio ni, it is difficult if you are already fashion though..,”.

YUKO!

A woman hit Rio at the end of the hallway making some of his groceries fall. Without apologizing, the woman kept running. Seen from her gawk wiping the tears against their backs, Rio and Wildan could guess the woman was crying.

“Others why the hell?” wildan.

“Udah biarin Wil,” said Rio casually stepped forward to take his falling goods. Suddenly Tia who tried to chase after Rara, accidentally hit Rio until his shopping cart fell. The second time Rio was in the collision made all his shopping mess on the floor.

“Aa ouh punten.” Tia looked towards Rio, shocked to know that his half-brother was her.

“Tia?” greet Wildan.

“Loh Wildan?” The three of them squatted picking up Rio's belongings scattered on the floor.

“Elo chase who the hell?”

“Rara,” Reply Tia briefly.

“Owh that girl who nubruk kang Rio earlier tu Rara? You know why he was, he seemed to cry yes?” ask Wildan.

Tia nodded in agreement, while handing the last item she picked up from the floor to Rio.

“It's a, sorry it was accidentally,” said Tia apologized again.

“No papa, you're not papa?” rio asked instead asking Tia's situation back. Tia nodded answering Rio's question.

“Akh must be this elo fight with him,” between Wildan.

“Asaan hell lo Wil who is fighting. The guy we just misunderstood,” elak Tia.

“Udah gini aja, let me chase him. If he is again emotional gini, free loe pursue him who is more emotional,” said Wildan.

Wildan immediately ran towards the escalator chasing Rara who was no longer visible. Tia and Rio were left at the end of the hallway.

“How are you?” rio asked wearing a brown hoddy and three-quarters trousers. The style does not change Rio always wear trousers three-quarters do not close his eyes.

“Good,” Reply Tia briefly. He did not like Rio.

“Now work where?”

“Agency,” replied Tia ketus, seeing left right feel uncomfortable talking to her stepbrother.

“You don't worry I'm married, so there will be no one else to crash you,” Rio said smiling. He misunderstood Tia's behavior that felt someone was watching.

“Most of my wife who was hit,” joked Rio while laughing thinly, trying to familiarize the atmosphere with Tia.

Tia only smiled faintly hearing Rio chattering. She felt uneasy talking to her half-brother, in her heart there was only hatred embedded in Rio. Because Rio was the one who had taken the papih.

“A sorry I have to follow my sodara, I am not calm. Excuse Wassalamualikum.” Tia said goodbye to Rio.

“Wa’alaikumussalam,” answered Rio saw Tia go towards the descending escalator.

Tia looking for\-looking Rara around the first floor. He also called Rara but never picked up.

“Tia!” Shouted Wildan behind him.

“Where is Rara?” ask Tia.

“Do not know, I have not met!” said Wildan while looking at the left right looking for the figure of Rara.

“We go to the bestment if you know he was parked,” said Tia.

The two of them went down to the besment, arriving at Tia's car, they did not find Rara's figure. Then they went back out of the building.

“Elo what was it? Do you misunderstand what?” ask Wildan to start kepo.

“Ga papa, just last time he met old.”

“Terus?”

”Udah just find him first,” elak Tia.

“Yes, I have to know why?” timpal Wildan sewot's.

“Elo why the hell, elo like yes same him?” tia answered the sewot instead made Wildan silent.

“Ya is wrong if I like it?” chirp Wildan bluntly while throwing his eyes away.

Tia looks astonished at Wildan and guesses that Wildan likes Rara. Wildan who felt salting said that, he tried to focus on looking around for Rara.

“Masjid!” wildan shouted startling Tia who had just looked at him in surprise.

“What?” tia asked astonished.

“Rara definitely to mosque.”

Wildan pointed to the tower of the mosque in Bandung square, as if he knew where Rara was going when she was sad. Just like he drove Rara to the Great Mosque while in Semarang.

They went straight to Alun\-Alun Bandung mosque. To the right of the mosque there is a large green field full of visitors most of the families of the father, mother and children\-his children are playing. Night lights decorate the field, two towers towering high mosque sturdy beautify the design of Alun\-alun Bandung mosque.

Tia looked at the field looking for\-looking Rara, she did not find Rara but instead found Rio who was playing ball with a five-year-old little girl. Then Tia saw Halimah's mother Rio's mother and her papih, not far a few meters she saw a woman she knew. Elin held the baby child walking closer to Halimah's mother, the two of them chatting familiarly. Elin's appearance changed, she was already wearing a hijab and a long robe sary’i. Tia looked at them feeling envious of the harmony of the family.

“Pantes!” mummified cynical Tia. It's fitting that his wife Rio was not hit, people just crashed him so his wife thought.

“What's pantes? “ asked Wildan to break his daydream. Tia shook her head.

“Wil I'm looking to dalem elo wait here!” Wildan nodded.

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Rara was sitting in the mosque, having performed two prayers to seek her peace of mind. He was angry and disappointed with himself. Rara asks for forgiveness for all the sins she committed in the past. Rara felt devastated to find the bitter reality of challenging her who was not good for the umpteenth time. A man who always wrestles with the world of night and alcohol. A sense of regret enveloped her heart, Rara felt herself dirty over the facts\-facts she found.

It is only fitting that his god punish him by removing his memory, because there is nothing good about him to remember in the past.

Already, he's been sincere with all this. Just let him live as a Pearl and bury Febby as a depiction of his despicable past. Perhaps his God purposely dispelled his memories so that he might have a new life with a new identity.

“Ra?” tia's greeting is coming.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean.

“Quite Ti, just please do not force me again to seek my identity,” he said memelas.

Tia nods her assent, she feels guilty for Rara who is constantly looking for good things from Rara's identity in the past that she has not found. Tia hugged Rara and rubbed her shoulders. Rara wiped her tears, trying hard.

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TOK TOK TOK. Ms. Sriyantika knocked on Tia's room, Rara opened the door of her room to pray at dawn.

“We jama’ah yuk nduk,” invite Bu Sriyantika. Rara agreed to follow Bu Sriyantika directly to her room for congregational prayer.

After the prayer, as usual Rara taught at the guide Bu Sriyantika. Rara reads the Qur’an with tartil and keeps her tajwid. After one sheet ran out, Rara finished her reading. Madam Sriyantika looked at Rara gently

“Nduk, aunty know all the stories about your identity from Tia,” said Bu Sriyantika smiled warmly. Rara bowed embarrassedly, she did not dare to look into Bu Sriyantika's eyes

“Sayang?” said Sriyantika soft bu.

“Iya aunt?” Rara looked towards Bu Sriyantika slowly. Ms. Sriyantika saw that her neutrals began to glaze over.

“It doesn't matter how we are like before, the important thing is we always change ourselves for the better.”

Rara was not strong enough to hold back the tears, a drop of her tears fell to the base of her cheek.

“But Rara shy aunt,” isak Rara.

“Then who is the same?”

“Sama all. Same aunt, Tia, Rara herself, especially the same God Rara shy aunt.”

“That's good darling, nduk shame is part of faith. Unfortunately what you feel is right, if Rara is ashamed of the same wrong actions that Rara ever did was good nduk. Most importantly we are not only ashamed and sorry, we must ask God for forgiveness and face nduk.”

Rara silently heard her brother Bu Sriyantika. Her crying broke the sense of regret in her increasingly excited. Madam Sriyantika approached him hugging him.

“Allah is Forgiving, do not despair of His mercy. That's what you have to do,” continued Bu Sriyantika.

Rara nodded in affirmation to Bu Sriyantika's advice. After hearing the Shiar Bu Sriyantika, Rara immediately prayed repentance. He begged for forgiveness for the mistakes of the past, and he was determined to work hard for the Istiqomah with his hijra.