Me, Him, And God

14. An unexpected fate

(Generic Pov)

Now I, Papa, and Kak Fian were in the car to go to the Mosque which became the place where I first said the two words of the Shahadah. To meet Ustadzah Nurul. The atmosphere was so quiet, there was no conversation between us. Only the ringing noise came from Kak Fian's phone. While Papa is still busy with a laptop on his lap. I feel bored when I have to be in the middle of their busy lives. Why do I suddenly remember Mr Tio? Moreover, very suddenly the name flashed for a moment in my mind.

Tall

The sound of my cell phone's notifications sounded loud to make Papa and Brother Fian immediately turned to look at me. I just smiled and continued my work.

I immediately opened the incoming whatsapp message. Tumben.

Huh?!!!

'Assalamu'alaikum. Wb.

Alina, do you have time now?'

Mr Tio? For what sake, God, have I just remembered Mr. Tio, and now he just happened to send me a whatsapp message?

I immediately replied, but with a slightly different feeling. Not happy, but just surprised and surprised. Why did he suddenly send me such a message?

'Wa'alaikumsalam. Wb

What's the matter, sir?'

Blue tick!

'emmm there's something I want to talk about yesterday-yesterday'

Do you have time?'

'God willing, after I came home from Papa', I answered lying.

'okay, I'll chat back. Sorry to interrupt the time'

After reading it, I immediately turned off the data and put the phone into my sling bag. No more annoying messages.

I also parked the car in the parking area of the mosque which is quite spacious. Me, Papa, and Kak Fian immediately went down the car to find the whereabouts of Ustadzah Nurul.

"Where is Lin?" Ask Papa while he is down.

"Don't know Pah, which Alina knows, Ustadzah Nurul tuh usually likes here. Ngisi the study of that study. How come Papa was so enthusiastic about Ustadzah Nurul?" I asked who was increasingly confused by Papa's attitude.

But Papa didn't mind my question at all. He even looks like he is looking for someone.

My eyes saw someone I was looking for. Her...

Without further ado, I immediately ran up to him. Papa and Brother Fian just looked at me confused. Then they followed me even though his steps seemed to be left behind because of my rush.

"Ustadzah," call me a little scream. But the man I thought was Ustadzah Nurul never turned his head. Except just busy with his cell phone.

"Ustadzah?" Ask that person who is right is Ustadzah Nurul. This time he looked elegant with a navy blue dress with a matching hijab.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Alina, how's it going?" Ask him who doesn't believe in my arrival. Because I haven't seen him in a long time.

"Alhamdulillah well Ustadzah, how Ustadzah?" Ask me back.

"Alhamdulillah too. Who are you here with?"

"So this is Ustadzah. Papa I want to meet with Ustadzah," said I who felt doubtful.

"Mmm what's up?" Ask him who looks confused.

"That's my Papa Ustadzah" I exclaimed as I pointed towards the two people who were walking towards us.

"Mmm moment. I'm sorry Alina I had to pick up the phone for a while" she then moved a little away from me and seemed to be turning her back.

"Lin, where?" Ask Papa.

"Bent on Pah, but the belfon again for a while, he said,"

"Ohhhhhh thank goodness if you have met," said he who looked relieved.

"Who's wearing Lin's blue robe?" Asked Kak Fian while hinting with his head.

"Suuttt!!! How about ahh!" Tukas.

Brother Fian is just grinning with his mannerisms.

"Well..." Not yet Ustadzah Nurul called me, he looked surprised by something. I don't know what made him so surprised.

"Nu..Nurul?" Papa seemed to be in disbelief with the person in front of him. Do they know each other? But from where?

Me and Brother Fian were just staring at each other in confusion.

"Pahh.." said I who watched Papa seem to walk slowly towards Ustadzah Nurul. Me and Brother Fian followed her from behind.

"Mas Irawan?" Tanya Ustadzah Nurul who was looking at watching Papa come to her.

"Papa.. Do you know Ustadzah Nurul?" Ask me who sees Papa and Ustadzah Nurul in turn.

"Nurulllll," My papa seemed to shed tears.

What's the matter? What is all this?!

"Nurul, is this really you? Am I not dreaming?" Ask Papa who looks enthusiastic.

"Bag.."

All I saw was Papa crying and staring at Ustadzah Nurul. And so with Ustadzah Nurul, he wept to see someone in front of him weeping bitterly.

"Mas.. are they both our children?" Tanya Ustadzah Nurul who seemed to wipe her tears.

I am getting confused by this situation. Whahuh? Our kid? Whatdoes thatmean? Did they ever have a relationship?

"Iya Nurul, this is Alina and Fian," Papa replied as he brought me and Brother Fian closer to Ustadzah Nurul.

"lina! Fians! Mother's daughter's son" Ustadzah Nurul seemed to approach towards me and Kak Fian. Then I also called Brother Fian.

While on the other hand, Papa just sobbed to see me and Ustadzah Nurul hugging each other.

"elina.. Fian. do you know. This is your mother that Papa told me about" my Papa said

"Huh?" I let go of Ustadzah Nurul's embrace.

How come?

"Papa lied! I can't believe it!" Say me like a child.

"Son, this is my dear mother. Sorry for the mother who abandoned you," said a woman who claimed to be my mother.

Our family drama may currently be a crowd spectacle. We are the center of attention of many people. But we don't care a bit.

"Mother.so.." Brother Fian who seemed to have been instigated by the speech of Papa and Ustadzah Nurul, he immediately embraced Ustadzah Nurul.

"Sir, this is the deck, this is the mother. Mommy is very similar to you," said Kak Fian while crying and asked me to hug Ustadzah Nurul.

"Mother.." I walked towards Ustadzah Nurul. I also had a little confidence in what Papa and Kak Fian had just said that the woman who was between us was indeed my mother who had disappeared.

"Here son, here's mom.." Nurul's Ustadzah stretched out one hand with the intention that I should embrace him immediately. And one more hand rubbed the hair of Sister Fian and kissed her. Looks longing so enveloped the feeling of the woman I call Mother.

"Thank God, I didn't expect us to be rediscovered" said Papa, visibly moved by our closeness.

Do not believe that God always decides your happiness. Live to the end, it could be what is happening to you, will be the most beautiful memory in your life.

(Pov Author)

The four of them also sat in the living room of the family home where there are newcomers, namely the first wife Irawan, Nurul or also called Ustadzah Nurul. The atmosphere seemed awkward, but each of the hearts of people in the room must have felt how it felt to have a whole family, especially Alina and Fian.

"Still the same," said Ustadzah Nurul as she scanned every corner of the room with her unrelenting hand holding the hand of her daughter Alina.

Alina hugged her mother's body from the side. Now she can again feel the affection of a mother.

"Nurul, are you the one who made Alina convert to Islam?" Ask Irawan.

"Alhamdulillah mas, but it turns out.. Alina, why did you leave Islam? Who taught you son?" Tanya Ustadzah Nurul while looking at Alina softly.

"No one taught Mother, this was indeed Alina's own wish. And there's a certain reason Alina did it."

"Yes, the important thing is now that we are all in the same direction" Nurul said while looking at Irawan, Fian, and Alina alternately.

"Nurul, where do you live now? And why?." said Irawan while paying attention to the clothes that are being worn by Nurul. What Irawan thought, Nurul has now changed drastically. That was a woman last night, now she can hold the status as a Ustadzah.

"Yes, I haven't been able to explain everything to you. Actually, after that incident, I honestly feel embarrassed and reluctant to see you guys because of the magnitude of this guilt. Until I decided to meet my Uncle and Aunt in the village. Then after getting enough fees, I decided to go to one of the boarding schools in Tarim, Yemen. And thank God, once I get a proper education, I can become a real human being. And I promised once, I'd see my kids back once I'd become human. And now it's happening. And I'm sorry that I put a scar on your heart, put a strain on your mind, and forsaken my responsibilities as a wife. I'm sorry Mas" explained Ustadzah Nurul at length. He occasionally sobbed after recounting his struggle to rise from a slump.

"God willing I am sincere, and God willing I can forgive you. I'm sorry that I may have failed to become a priest for you, too" Ustadzah Nurul shook his head with a tearful smile.

"Oh yeah, and now where do you live?"

"I. I now teach at Pondok Pesantren Al-Jannah, still around here. And in the afternoon, I also often hold special lectures mothers."

"God, I am so glad to hear your words. You have made amends with an infinite thousand good things. Learn from your mistakes, I'm sure you're a good person,"

The atmosphere now felt warm in the room. Crying and laughter mixed into one. Some of them tell of his struggles and life experiences, including Ustadzah Nurul.

"Yessss, deck, now we have Mommy. Our family is complete again deck," said Fian who looked very happy.

Alina simply nodded with a smile, then hugged Ustadzah Nurul.

"Oh yes, Nurul... are you willing to stay here again?" Asked Irawan who looked worried at his request was rejected by Ustadzah Nurul. Ustadzah Nurul seemed to think about it for a moment.

"I'll reconsider Mas" she replied in a very soft voice.

Now at the dining table there are some very luxurious dishes. Bi Ina cooks a lot today, plus help from Ustadzah Nurul.

"Alhamdulilah Buk, I can see Mom again," said bi Ina who was touched by the arrival of her employer.

"Yes bi, maybe this is the best path from Allah" replied Ustadzah Nurul while embracing bi Ina.

"Ehh already buk, let aunty who brought in his meal," exclaimed bi Ina who saw Ustadzah Nurul bring some dishes towards the dining table.

"It's okay, we both work on bi," he then resumed his activities.

All the food is ready and ready to eat. All the members of the reporter's family have now regrouped.

"Bi Ina, here we eat together," said Ustadzah Nurul when he saw bi Ina will pass from before him.

"Ohh, auntie shy ah ma'am,"

"Udah bi, anyways let it be more complete," continued Irawan. Bi Ina then accepted Irawan's offer and immediately sat among the happy family.

"Hey, do it first dong nak," exclaimed Ustadzah Nurul when he saw Fian who had almost put a spoon of rice into his mouth. Laughter also happens because of Fian.

"Oh yes, forget Mother. I was so hungry because I was filming earlier,"

Hahahahahh

Jokes and laughter filled the room. The house that used to be sold because something unwanted always happens, now is one thing that can not be done. The house is a silent witness where the family lives with their respective struggles. Find a place of happiness where they should be.

***

"Yes already, Mother went home first. Tomorrow Mother will be here again. Or no, you will go home to his place Mother. Yes mas?"

"God willing, yeah.."

"Yeah... Mother, how come home?" Alina looked sad when Ustadzah Nurul had to leave her again.

"Later Papa will talk again about this, son. Take it easy," Irawan gently rubbed Alina's head.

***

(Generic Pov)

I finally felt real happiness again. Thank you, God, and forgive me for thinking badly of your destiny. My lips reflexively smiled with my hands rubbing the bed sheet lying down.

I was fiddling to open the green application, and?!!!

Spam chat from Mr Tio!!! I soon got out of my sleep.

I forgot that there will be a meeting today. I am so happy that I forgot about this.

'Alina? Is there time?'

'Alina? Are you still busy?'

'being busy is okay. Next time only. I'm sorry that might have disrupted your time'

I immediately replied to the message after reading the contents of the previous chat.

'oh my God, I forgot sir. I had a little business. Sorry sir, I didn't mean anything. Again forgive me Sir'

My heart was beating very fast, afraid that Mr. Tio would be disappointed with my attitude. No, I can only think of other people's feelings, but why is it that sometimes someone is very unable to appreciate my feelings, especially Mr. Tio who has incised a wound in this heart. Ahhhh whatsih, how to be dramatic gini!

Della's! I have to tell this to Della.

Do not believe that God always decides your happiness. Live to the end, it could be what is happening to you, will be a beautiful memory in your life\`\`).