
Pen Writing
🌹Indeed, many cannot tell the difference between a good person and a fool. Many of them assume, that "why should be quiet when someone hurts your heart?" I'm not silent, but I've all told God.
-Aisyah
🌹It is not you who have to change yourself in order to be accepted by others, but just find someone else who can accept you as you are.
-Syifa
🌹Who's life is a provision, but living with God is a must.
- Lina
🌹Didn't you believe God is All-Good? Which destiny are you worried about?
-inda
🍁 Never make your shortcomings your weaknesses, but make your shortcomings a reason to rise so that you can show the world great things. That you can, that you are strong.
- Fariz
🍁 Believe me, you are unique in your own way.
- Reyhan
🍁Maybe, mengikhlaskanmu is the best way for now.
-iqbal
🍁About the power of difficult prayer I explain how miraculous and wonderful it is. Like an arrow at night, it will never miss but it has limits. And every limit has its time to be done.
Ilham
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In the middle of the night Lina woke up, and this was what she was doing. Sitting on a prayer mat with a prayer beads that continue to be stretched. For some reason his heart felt restless tonight, like it felt something that would happen sometime.
"O Allah, O Allah, forgive your servant." He muttered with a slow sigh. With immediate release Lina mukena, dhikir already, prayers already, sholawat already, Istighfar already..but why does not his heart calm down?
His hands were busy folding his face and prayer mats, his legs were swaying to pick up a diary of his. Write something there, pen scratches that may later be read by the husband at the right time.
When she finished, Lina went back to the bed. His hand picked up the cell phone and looked at the clock that was on it. It was half two in the morning.
His eyes were distracted at Aluna who was sleeping soundly, both corners of his lips were attracted. He kissed the princess's cheeks, lips, eyes and forehead. His fingers stroked Aluna's hair gently. Why is her feeling so different tonight?
"Came..." The call from the husband who had just woken up made Lina turn her head.
"Kok up?"
"Ehm...you why haven't you slept?" Iqbal asked by changing his sleeping position to sit leaning.
"Not yet to sleep, but it was wake up and continue to pray tahajud."
"Oh that way, I'm sleeping again. Tomorrow we go home, don't take soy sauce..."
Nodded by his wife.
"Mas wants to pray tahajud first."
Before Iqbal left, Lina called him.
"What's up?" Tanya Iqbal held back her movements.
Again Lina sighed riled. "Mas, I'm sorry if I haven't been a good wife all this time."
Iqbal's head shook his head. "Now, what's that? During our marriage, you were the best wife.yes despite judes and fierce." The small rarity was removed by Iqbal, but not with Lina who remained with her huffed face.
"Yes." Yeah."
"How much?"
"A hundred, even a thousand percent I love you." Iqbal replies are not responsible. It's true.
Lina smiled with relief.
"Why Lin?"
"Ga papa mas, as if I had not existed and you were ridho it would have been a calm for me."
Immediately Iqbal's face turned sour.
"What are you talking about? Don't talk about it, I don't like it."
Lina was silent, staring intensely at her husband's face. "Mas.why do you think there is a fear for you. Promise me, will we be the same until anytime? Promise yes, we will take care of Aluna to great extent. I really want to see our daughter become a useful and useful person for others."
Iqbal was silent for a long time. I felt like Lina tonight was different than usual. "Yes, don't mind much. Sleep, we'll be home tomorrow. Don't get tired, don't get sick."
•••••
The next morning, the three families were really happy. Before leaving, they had breakfast together.and photo sessions as memories. When will they meet again, they don't know.
They embrace each other. "It will surely miss you guys." Aisyah.
"Everyone, I'm sorry about you guys. I know I was wrong, sorry. And please forgive my sins yes." Timpal Lina's.
"In sorry it must be..hehehe" replied Dinda.
"Especially the same lo fa, sorry often fierce and angry angry. But I'm angry because I love you the same."
Syifa smiled. "Ga papa, I understand Lin.
In sorryin far away from the day.from the first even."
"Eh when are you guys going to my house yuk." Lina brought back.
"Yes, if there's time."
After being satisfied to speak stale to just say goodbye, Dinda and Ilham drove them to the parking lot.
"Everything.... Assalamualaikum." Pamit Aisyah from the window of the car. His hands waved with a carefree face. Even though his heart was sad.
"Of liqo'..." Sahut Syifa. Replying to the hand of his best friend.
The car began to slowly drive out of the boarding gate, at which time Aisyah immediately let out a long sigh. Sad, for sure.
He opened his bag and took out a photograph. Both of his lips together formed a smile.
Fariz glanced at his wife. "When, if God wills, shall meet again."
Aisyah nodded. "Aamiin's." His eyes were back on the photo.
"You are healthy, may Allah always protect you."
...Stand firm, walk upright and stare for sure. Sturdy standing on a footing of thorns, upright walking on the waves, and sure to still be able to take the enormity of the storm that we will pass. Do not be afraid to be brave, as long as someone strengthens and holds your hand tightly. Gave you spirit. Those who always embrace you, embrace you until all the despair in you is gone. Even if one disappears, our friendship will still be on its way. No word, let alone finished. From afar, we look after each other through prayer. As long as there is trust, we will continue to walk together. You, will still be the best friends who always provide a definite experience in every thing we pass....
...-Love Children Pesantren-...
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*For Children Love Pesantren, there is still season 2. So wait a ya!!