Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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Azfan saw Khalisa who was reading the 2 Qur'an juz in the middle of the younger brother level who this afternoon followed the routine activities of Tasmi'ul Qur'an to test and maintain his memorization. Khalisa's voice so softly entered Azfan's ears that he did not want to listen to any sound except the recitation of the Qur'an. Azfan wondered why Khalisa was jealous of Syifa even though the girl had a good voice. Khalisa's reading is also soft and unhurried with proper pronunciation.

Many new students have joined HAWASI after it opened enrollment a week ago. They are the memorizers of the Qur'an from various faculties at UII.

Azfan wasn't sure if Khalisa would forgive him. He had been talking excessively towards the girl. Though all this time Khalisa did not consider it different. Azfan had built a solid wall between them.

Naturally, if Kafa considers Azfan inappropriate for Khalisa because now the only place he does not have while Khalisa has a luxury residence in the middle of the city. If Azfan thinks about it now he will not be able to establish himself for Khalisa. But Azfan always prayed that God would give him a way so that he could be with the girl. Every time he saw the calligraphy of QS Ar-Rum verse 21 which Azfan finished making then he was so eager to fight for Khalisa.

Azfan had devoted his love for Khalisa to the calligraphy. He had nothing, only love and prayer that he always whispered in every bow.

If that were true, I would have married Fawas.

Khalisa's words are again ringing in Azfan's ears. Azfan was stunned when he heard that. Although Rindang had told Azfan if Khalisa had the same feeling but Azfan still did not believe especially after meeting Kafa. After hearing from Khalisa himself, Azfan slowly began to believe. Maybe Khalisa rejected Fawas because of Azfan. Just imagine making Azfan flowery. Now Azfan's chest is like a garden full of flowers and butterflies.

After reading up to Juz 3, Hasan discussed the HAWASI program during Ramadan which will soon arrive.

"This will probably be my last time to lead the deliberation because after Ramadan we will choose a new caretaker." Hasan circulated his views to all his members, he had gained many friends and kindness from the organization. They are a compact team and can respect each other.

"It's time to rest, brother." Timpal Faqih as vice chairman.

"Betul Kak, it's time for our brothers to show their ability to lead the organization." Hasan paused for a moment before continuing his sentence. "Do you have any suggestions for our activities during Ramadan, for those who have just joined this one Sunday may also give their opinion."

Hasan waited patiently to give other members the opportunity to propose activities they could do during the holy month of Ramadan.

"We'll do the tadarus after dawn." Said Aliyah.

"For the trepidation." One of the new members sat in the back row.

"Good, we can't miss that either." Hasan nodded in agreement, almost every year they did.

"Maybe we can also distribute parcels ahead of Eid al-Fitr." Khalisa has come to an opinion.

"Good idea." Hasan agreed to it.

"Where do we get the funds?" Ask Syifa.

Khalisa turned to look at Syifa, "inshaa Allah our cash is enough, huh Ma'am?" He instead saw Aliyah who was the treasurer of HAWASI.

"God's Inshaa is sufficient because we have gathered it for one year for Ramadan this year." Answer Aliyah.

"What if it turns out less because the price of basic food ahead of Eid al-Fitr must rise."

"God's inshaa is enough." Hasan now responded, although he did not know exactly how much cash they had.

"If it remains less, will Khalisa increase his funds because you have the proposal?" Syifa asked so with a big smile on her face. He looked straight at Khalisa who had a flat face, as flat as the floor of the mosque they were sitting on.

Khalisa nodded happily he would give additional funds if indeed the amount was not enough for them to distribute Eid parcels.

"Please don't argue over something that doesn't need to be debated." Hasan shouted, he closed the meeting that afternoon because the magrib time was almost here.

"Good Brother." Syifa bowed to Hasan's words as well as Khalisa.

Khalisa opened the lid of the bottle of mineral water in his hand and took a small sip. His throat feels dry after reciting juz 2 to completion.

They ended their meeting that afternoon after they finished discussing activities during Ramadan this year. Tomorrow they will return to Tasmi'ul Qur'an activities at Ulil Albab mosque until juz 30.

"Khalisa." Call Azfan while chasing Khalisa who is already at the door of the mosque.

"Why?"

"I'm sorry about yesterday." Azfan moved, "i've been talking too much."

"Do you really think we're impossible to unite?" Ask Khalisa without seeing Azfan.

Azfan shook his head, it was a sentence that actually made him hurt until now even though he himself said it. Azfan's mind was a little muddled after meeting Kafa plus was suddenly expelled from the boarding place. He should not have met Khalisa first because his mind was very murky.

"Because I'm Khalisa who was born in a Chinese family?"

"No Khalisa, I don't think at all like that, I'm amazed by you and your family."

"So you mean we can unite?"

"Hm?" Azfan raised his eyebrows, he glanced to the right and left and then rubbed his nape, why Khalisa always cornered him with such a sentence. "I will make that impossibility possible with the help of Allah." Azfan gave everything to God because he

Khalisa held a smile staring straight ahead at the main gate which was almost invisible because the sun was almost sinking.

"Why are you always hesitating?" During knowing Azfan, Khalisa felt Azfan was always hesitant when facing something. As Azfan was appointed to the MTQ race, he hesitantly did not believe in his own abilities. In the end, Azfan won the title of favorite champion. "Are you among those who repeat the ablution also out of doubt?"

"En .. I never had any doubts about worship." Answer Azfan.

"You should also not hesitate for all things because of Allahu Akbar."

"Oh yes, this is the food container that yesterday, it was the first time I ate bread in avocado love turned out to be delicious." Azfan offered Khalisa's plastic container.

Khalisa frowned, it was a single-use clear plastic container but Azfan bahka had washed it clean.

"Alhamdulillah if you like, next time I make again." Khalisa received the container and put it in the bag. He picked up his phone that was shaking briefly a sign there was an incoming message.

Khalisa got a notice that his mama had sent some money to his account number. Khalisa turned his back, why did his mother transfer that much money when he had not asked for it. Besides, Khalisa won't ask for that kind of money for his mother.

"Post send a photo of the finished employee's uniform." Khalisa showed his mobile phone featuring a photo of the uniform of the resort and hotel employee Jinggo in the form of a shirt with a combination of long-sleeved batik motifs and span skirts.

"Is that Khalisa's design?" Azfan's eyes sparkled to see the uniform that Khalisa designs for papa employees and his mother. "Good, looks neat and comfortable to use."

"It is precisely the Mothers in your village with her extraordinary hands that produce batik as good as this."

"Also without your design, it wouldn't be such a nice uniform."

"Azfan!" Hasan's voice called Azfan from a distance of about 3 meters.

"You're called Hasan's sister, I go home first." Pamit Khalisa then said hello. He wanted to get to the apartment and call his mom.

"Why Brother?" Azfan did not come home, he went back to the mosque because Hasan called him.

"There are programs for the Qori' and Qori'ah, I plan to apply for you to join this program." Hasan showed her a tablet featuring a photo for a training program for the Qori' and Qori'ah in Indonesia. "So this is a training program during the last week the race will be held in Turkey."

"Turkey?" Azfan repeated Hasan's last words.

"Yes, you must come because this is a good opportunity for you, if you win the prize is also not a little and if not win you can have experience together to meet Qori'dan Qori'ah from all over the world."

Azfan was silent, "but what if I can't bring victory?"

"Absolutely not a problem, if not winning no one will know but if you win all the media will certainly preach it, you think about it, first, I'll send this program file to your email yes, give me an answer no later than tomorrow."

"Favor Brother Hasan." Azfan nodded deeply, he begged to leave because the sky was almost dark.

Going to Turkey? it was not at all on the list of countries that Azfan wanted to visit, other than that out of Java island alone he never.

******

Arriving at the apartment Khalisa took out a plastic container and placed it with his other container in a storage cabinet in the kitchen. It seems after this Khalisa should wash the container even though it has been used, not throw it away. More environmentally friendly and save.

Khalisa dialed his mama's number to ask for the money that had just entered his account.

"Assalamualaikum, Khalisa."

"Waalaikumussalam Mama, I just got a notification that Mama sent money to my account but why so many Ma, Mama sent it wrong?" Khalisa opened the refrigerator and took two kiwis and washed them.

"No, it's Mama's love to appreciate the uniform design that Khalisa has made."

"Mama, that's a design I love Mama."

"Setep aja Mama must thank, try to imagine if Mama asked for the services of a professional designer would cost more than that dear, you have already received it soon will fast for sure on campus many activities, many activities, you donated some to the activity."

Khalisa looked up, suddenly he wanted to cry at his mother's words. Just now he had a disagreement with Syifa because he suggested sharing a parcel at the end of Ramadan then his mama gave him money. Although far away but Khalisa feel Ica is here and feel what he experienced here.

"Money for apartment rental also does not need to pay again for the next year, Mama do not give money anymore."

"Yes-iya, Mama will not send again, how is Tasmi'ul Qur'an today, smoothly right?"

"Alhamdulillah everything is fine Ma." Khalisa cut the kiwi fruit in half and ate it with a spoon.

"Tomorrow muroja'ah with Papa after dawn."

"Papa or Khalisa?"

"Khalisa."

Khalisa laughed, he thought his papa would muroja'ah to him. His papa was rarely contacted him but once he called definitely Ce, juz 16 yes or Ce, Ali Imran letter yes.

"Yes already Ma, Khalisa want to take a shower first really nyampe apartment, Mama and Papa take care of health."

"Yes, baby, you too."

"Thank you so much Mama and Papa have sent Khalisa money

"Yes together, Mama closes first assalamualaikum."

"Mosur." Khalisa put down his phone to continue eating kiwi fruit before going to the bathroom to prepare for the magrib prayer.