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Tonight, I continue piano practice. Arfan has arrived home. Yes, Brother Arfan is a teacher of Pianoku lessons.

Actually, Arfan does not want to be paid from the beginning again. Because he thinks this is only helping the younger brother of his own close friend.

But bang Vhen and my parents don't feel good. Obviously this will reduce the rest time for Arfan who is busy working.

Brother Arfan arrived at home and immediately permission to pray Isya, because he has not performed the isya prayer.

I've been waiting in the practice room playing my phone.. Brother Vhen sat on the sofa located in the corner of the room while reading a book.

Then Arfan came in, training began. Tonight Brother Arfan taught me very seriously. More serious than usual.

After training I looked towards Brother Arfan.

"Silver is fine." I still stared at him.

"Does your sister look okay?" Answer her laugh.

"Two days we'll be engaged and two weeks after her we're married. What say?" Connect brother Arfan.

I smiled hearing his words.

"All right, I'm fine. But it's all fixed on the family deliberation later."

My answer.

Brother Arfan smilingly raised his right hand grabbed my head rubbing her from behind the hijab I was wearing.

"Sister, I love brother because of God." My words just flowed.

Brother Arfan smiled happily.

"Sister too. Brother loves you very much." Brother Arfan said sincerely.

"Ekhem.... I'm still here loohh." Brother Vhen looked at me and brother Arfan.

"All right, you guys talk. Yevn's going out after mama." My words stand up to pass.

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After the morning prayers I came out of the room to go to the kitchen to help my mother prepare breakfast.

As I passed the living room I saw brother Vhen, my father and mother crying.

"What is mah...?" Everyone turned towards me. I stepped towards mama.

"Mom why are you crying? dad, what's this?"

No one answered, everyone just looked at each other.

"Why are you quiet?" I started to get confused.

Brother Vhen hugged me, hugged me tightly, kissed the tip of my head.

"God loves his deck more than we love him." Brother Vhen still hugged me.

I got confused and started to panic. What's the matter? What the hell is going on?

Mom was crying on dad's shoulder. They can't say a word. It makes me panic.

"I don't understand bang. What's that supposed?" My toot.

My brother took a deep breath and breathed it heavy. It was clear that my brother's voice was shaking.

"Arfan, it's gone deck... Arfan has returned to mercy." Said brother Vhen heavily with a trembling voice.

I sat still, silent, unable to even breathe. My body is weak and helpless. I want to wake up from my dream. Someone please wake me up.

My tears are dripping without a sound. I remained faithfully silent. My body was fully preserved in the arms of brother Vhen.

My brother took me to sit on the couch.

My tears keep flowing.

"Ana uhibbuki."

My crying is breaking. He hugged me, trying to calm me down.

I can't believe any of this. I won't be able to believe it.

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At dawn, Arfan finished ablution. He stretched his alphabet.

At dawn, Arfan finished ablution. He stretched his alphabet.

Kak Arfan performing prayers with sangan khusyu'. Verse by verse he read calmly.

Mama Finda who is Arfan's birth mother, goes into Arfan's room. Because Mr. Arfan has not gone out of the room, but today Mr. Arfan and his family must go out shopping to complete the shortcomings for the application event.

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"Ana uhibbuki please, Yevn. Anastasya Sadulayevna bint Muhammad Joseph Arafat, I will urge you to be my teacher, my friend, the only woman I love after my mother. God willing, I will try to be a good priest."

****

Mama Finda headed straight towards Arfan's brother who was lying on the prayer mat. He lifted the head of Arfan and laid it on his thigh.

Mama Finda yells to papa Usman. Many times he screamed for everyone in the house.

Brother Arfan's mother has dripped a clear circle, she has sobbed. Papa Usman walks into Arfan's room frantically hearing Finda's hysterical mam voice. The others also followed Papa Usman.

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"Ana uhibbuka fillah, sister. Arfan Hadi Al Ghifary bin Usman Al Ghifary, I am ready to accept your proposal, make you my imam, be your life companion, love you wholeheartedly because of God.

I will try to keep myself steady for you. May Allah be meridhoi."

****

Papa Usman is trying to wake Arfan. Mama Finda is already hysterical, the others are already panicking. Papa looked at Mama Finda with sadness. Everyone knows the meaning of Papa Usman's gaze.

Mama Finda is getting hysterical, she hugged Arfan's body tightly, kissed Arfan's forehead and cheeks many times.

I don't know who called the nurse who lived next door. Bayu's sister who is a nurse trying to check on Arfan.

All hoping to hear good news from sister Bayu, all pairs of eyes that were there were already crying.

****

"Ana uhibbuki please, brother loves you, not between brother and sister, not between teacher and student, not because you are sister of brother friend. But brother loves you, really loves you as a man to a woman, as an adam and a woman."

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Mama Finda fainted unconscious. Papa Usman tried hard, but his eyes were swollen and his tears kept flowing as if they could not be controlled to stop.

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"Does your sister look okay?" Answer her laugh.

"Two days we'll be engaged and two weeks after her we're married. What say?"

"Sister, I love brother because of God." My words just flowed.

Brother Arfan smiled happily.

"Sister too. Brother loves you very much." Brother Arfan said sincerely.

****

In my house....

"Sir, you are strong, patient.remember, we all love him, but God loves him more. The strong, the patient, the deceased."

Bang Vhen kept trying to calm me down. Mom and Dad approached me.

"Yevn, patient son, I know you're strong." Dad stroked my head, trying hard in front of me. I know how Dad feels. I know everyone is grieving. But my heart is really fragile.

Brother Vhen still hugged me tightly. Mama is still crying.

My heart was broken to pieces.

I still remember the deceased. My husband-to-be left me and a million dreams.