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Fatim Residence ....
Doctor Haris's face looked disappointed but he was very good at keeping the taste.
"Oh Fatim's deck has been betrothed huh? Too bad I'm late. But it's okay, I can't be her future husband but can I ask Fatim's deck to be my little sister?" ask Dr. Haris.
Nadya smiled in her mind she was very proud of the greatness of Doctor Haris' soul.
"Of course it may be because the soul mate, sustenance, reinforcements, and also death have all been arranged by Allah SWT, we humans can only plan," said Nadya again.
"Yes, Madam Nadya is right. At least I can still hope even with a very small possibility, but if the Almighty wills nothing is impossible." Doctor Haris smiled sincerely revealing a row of white teeth. Cleanse his heart and his thoughts.
"Alright, Mom. I beg you to leave because there is an incoming message, there are patients who must be treated immediately. Say hello to Dek Fatim." Haris departs from his seat and greet Nadya, of course this is one of the main attractions for every parent who has a daughter. Dr. Haris is one example of an ideal daughter-in-law candidate of course. In addition to handsome, smart, and polite of course he is also diligent in worship.
Nadya escorted Haris doctor to the front door, then smiled and waved until his guest was lost at the end of the gate of his residence. Once Dr. Haris was completely out of sight, he immediately went in to get to his study. But just holding the door handle, Fatim greeted him.
"Ma!" Fatim walked closer. Nadya opened the door of her study.
"Yes, Honey! What's up?" nadya asked, looking gently at her daughter with a smile.
"Can Fatim say anything?" Standing awkwardly in front of Nadya.
"Yes, Honey. Say it! What do you want to say?" Nadya asked back.
"The matter of arranged marriage." Fatim stood up while twisting the tip of her headscarf with a thin feeling.
"Why suddenly ask for matchmaking problems? Do you have your own choice?" ask Nadya to investigate.
"No, Ma. Fatim doesn't have a girlfriend yet." Scratching his head covered with hijab, and actually does not itch.
"Trus?!" Nadya was curious. Then he walked closer to his daughter.
" We talked in the park! While enjoying the beautiful sky tonight is so bright." Nadya pulled Fatim's hand towards the bench in the garden beside her house, in front of her there is a fish pond decorated with various flowers around her. It was beautiful under the bright moonlight. The two sat side by side. Fatim wrestled spoiled on the shoulders of the mother.
"Let's ask now what you want to know about your matchmaking problems." Nadya stroked the head of her daughter who was still covered in hijab.
"Can Fatim know who the man that mama betrothed with Fatim, his son om Rahmat? Is he a doctor?" faatim asked, beginning to dare to express his thoughts.
"Obviously he's a godly man, and he's still in school not a doctor" Nadya smiled. In his heart he had guessed if his daughter thought Haris' doctor was the man he had been betrothed to.
"So not Dr Haris?!" Fatim lifted his head from the mother's shoulders and looked at her.
Nadya smiled and shook her head."Wh why? You think he's Dr Haris?" Nadya asked back.
"Yes, we finished right in the kitchen earlier mama said she's a Fatim candidate." Fatim lifted his lips.
Nadya laughed when she heard her daughter's words." So if he's Haris' doctor, do you want to refuse?" Nadya is fishing for her daughter's answer.
"Yes no, just somehow Fatim did not click it just feels the same doctor Haris." Fatim was lying on Nadya's shoulder.
"You don't have to be burdened with this matchmaking problem, the most important thing now is that you have to eat a lot of nutritious intake and maintain health to quickly recover and be able to return to school." Nadya kissed the head of her daughter.
"Yes, Ma. Fatim had missed school, missed Oneng and me ..." Fatim's speech was cut because Nadya had denounced him.
"For the Red while T-I-D-A-K." Nadya stressed the word no to her daughter.
"But, Ma!" Fatim was silent because Nadya's index finger was already stuck to his lips.
"Mama still loves you, mama is traumatized, mama doesn't want to lose you dear. You belong to the only mother in the world. You are the most beautiful treasure that mom and dad have. Although papa is gone but his affection will still be the most beautiful memories for both of us." said Nadya hoarsely holding back the tears that had been reminisced in the corner of his eyes.
Fatim quickly woke up from Nadya's shoulders, he grabbed the body of the mother tightly.
"Ma, sorry Fatim. Fatim also loves mama, only mama is the only person who wants Fatim to protect and be happy in. Again sorry Fatim." Fatim embraced Nadya tighter and tighter.
The two men were swept away in momentary sorrow. The relationship between the two is very close, they are more than the relationship of mother and child. After feeling calm, the two decided to go inside the house and rest.
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Ponpes Al - Barokah ....
Tonight Abas seems a little agitated because tomorrow is the day of his move to a superior school in Jakarta. All his friends and murabbis had gathered. They want to spend the night with Abas and Hanif who are leaving tomorrow.
"Bas, when you get to Jakarta do not forget to tell us yes," said Bukhori, Abas's senior friend.
"Yes, Bas. Do not let you forget the same we-we, or later you turn into slang like most young people," said Rojak.
"Aamiin," they all answered in unison. Tonight they decided to sleep together in the mosque hall in order to be able to sleep in crowds with Abas and Hanafi.
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By midnight Abas woke up. He saw one by one his cabin friends who were still asleep. There was a sense of sadness that roused, for a while he would not be with them anymore. He will meet new friends, friends who are full of various characters and habits that are very much different from the children of the cottage. In his heart Abaz hoped for all the protection and help from God, so that he would live out all and be a field of proselytization for him.
After being satisfied with his thoughts, Abas immediately got up and headed for the place of wudu. He began to wash his face with cold water, then his hands, then continued to rub his head, earlobe, and the last leg. His heart and mind felt very calm.
Abaz began to spread his alphabet, he began tahajud prayers in one third of the night. In the evening before morning, he honoured the owner of the soul. Putting all his anxiety and everything he will live, may be barokah for him. For He alone is the best place to complain, not to creatures or anything else.
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