METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE
The Forgotten Anniversary Day
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Rani's alarm went off at exactly three o'clock in the morning, but unlike usual, today Rani really did not heed it at all. The melodious melody that he had intentionally set up to wake her up every day was now as if it had turned into a noise that was so disturbing. Finally, with half-covered eyes, the clenched fingers grabbed his cell phone and opened the flat object that was the source of the intruder in the third of the night.
Suddenly Rani's eyes widened, seeing the writing on the cellphone that is currently in her hands. At that instant, his sleepiness completely disappeared. Yes, the alarm that goes off this time is not just an alarm that reminds him to wake up in the morning, but reminds him of a day that one year ago Ryan and Rani had tied a sacred promise.
"I don't feel like a year goes by so fast" murmured Rani.
Rani immediately went and took the water of ablution, sweeping the cold water to all the pores of her skin, then held a prayer mat and berbunajat hope for mercy with all the majesty of the Creator. After the second greeting, Rani closes her net tight, enjoying the moment by second the miracle that God has given her, so that the gratitude in his heart remained beautifully sculpted filled the entire space in the cavities of the soul.
For a moment, Rani was silent. Saying the words he wanted to express. Simple words, which are able to describe the expression of a sense of meaning. Before long, she got up and sat on the edge of the bed, then looked at her husband who was still sound asleep beside her.
“*Really, it is only by God's will that we are united for one year. That day, God has ordained us in a bond, in which you pledge a sacred promise, a historic sunnah that makes us always last as much as any wave of trials that come rolling,” Inner Rani, while fondling the friendly face of Ryan who still close his eyes.
“That day, with great sincerity I received your proposal, and I began to carve that beautiful despair in my heart. Makes you legitimate as my qowwam, who will accompany and guide me until my last breath, her inner” again, this time a faint smile escaped just like that on her face*.
“*Really, the quiet that has lingered so long in the sky of my heart, finally collapsed when one year ago you presented all that you had to me. Although each of us is full of holes of lack, but we must continue to express the belief that the piety that binds spoiled our love, able to make the path of love fruitful sweet until later in His heaven,”
“I sincerely hope, this love will never disappear because of the loss of cause. Therefore, let me love you because of my love for Him, though there will never be a canvas capable of framing all the colors of love that make me compare you with His majesty*,”
“*One year ago, you said my name in that kabul Ijab chant. Since one year ago that too, I have devoted myself with all the submission I have after my submission to Divine Rabbi. Until finally, every second in our pulse is able to make that faithful promise as mitsaqon golidzo that makes the sky vibrate because of it,”
“One year ago, you presented Ar Rahman's letter before Ijab kabul it. From then on I knew how much God had granted my prayers in every prostration. Blessed with a dear friend, who always gives an example of how to live love. Which always closes my disgrace and secret, also rubbing the clear crystal that sometimes escapes from the end of my eyes to the smile on my lips is always part of your priority*,”
“Therefore, let me raise my hands and ask Him. O God, in love wrapped in do'a, allow me once again to ask. Make it so that we can live a life together. Aamiin,”
Does not feel clear circle from the end of Rani's eyes spilled. One year they've been together, with different flavors and colors.
“Mas Ryan has been up since?” Rani flinched, finding her husband grabbing her hand abruptly.
“Mas woke up because Mas felt that your hand was teasing me. I know these days I rarely notice you. But do you really can't stand it anymore until this morning already intend to eat me?” seduce Ryan while sitting down and leaning on the head of the bed. After a few days of sadness, he finally returned the smile.
“Ihh, what the hell. Come on Mas, get up and get some ablution water. In a moment we have to pray dawn,” Rani turns her reddened face and circulates her gaze in all directions.
That morning they passed as usual, there was no special talk especially regarding the anniversary, which Rani was sure Ryan had forgotten.
***
“Ahh, even this morning has passed just like that, and Mas Ryan indeed has no sign of remembering it,” muttered Rani softly, shortly after driving Ryan to their doorstep. Today is Ryan's first day at work, after months of drama.
“Aduh, I why the hell still hope Mas Ryan will remember it?” Rani patted her own eel, trying to shift her mind. Although in her little heart, she really wished that there was a language of love coming out of her husband's lips on their anniversary.
Morning began to drop its dew from the leaves, indicating that the sun had come and that the day would soon change to noon. But for some reason, lethargy really enveloped the heart of the hijab girl. Throughout the morning, Rani just continues to surf on her sophisticated flat objects, whether for real world affairs or cyberspace.
“Till this afternoon Mas Ryan didn't even send me a message. I don't want romantic poetry. Dinner full of impressions, or a gift full of luxury. All I want is one, you remember it and say one word of love to me,” wittily Rani, with a hopeful expression.
"Ahh noah," Rani chose to resign, "Maybe Mas Ryan really forgot." Rani tried to calm herself down.
Now, Rani has looked careless. Although in fact, the date of the wedding is not something important to celebrate, because it is only part of the time that will pass away and leave. But for some reason, this time the sensitive side is more dominant in Rani's self-control.
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