Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)

Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 25: Last Request



...وَنَبْلُوكُمْ بِالشَّرِّ وَالْخَيْرِ فِتْنَةً ۖ وَإِلَيْنَا تُرْجَعُونَ...


...“O people, We will test you with narrowness and pleasure, to test your faith. And only to Us will you be back” (QS. Anbiya: 35)....


...BSJ 25: Last Request...


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As many connoisseurs say, rain is the best friend when pain strikes the heart, tight stabbing the heart. The rain always knows how to hide the taste. How to hide tears. He is the miracle of God who is most sensitive to the state of one's heart. As it is today, rain is pouring down the earth. Moisten a pile of new red soil that is still sprinkled with fresh flowers. Without intending to switch, the tall, sturdy man was still constantly standing there. In his black clothes, he stood with a heart and body that was not as lustful.


It rained in early January, welcoming the passing of a loved one to him this morning. The dark clouds that roll up, always become supporting air. He was crying, but he did not shed any tears. It is too difficult to drop the liquid. It is still clear in his memory. The woman's last words and wishes.


- FLASHBACK-


"Zega?" Call him to the man who is calling while holding him.


"Bang Van'ar?" Seemed an expression of shock from the handsome face of the slightly brownish-haired man.


"Abang's home yet?" Ask enthusiastically.


More precisely relieved, somehow Zega felt everything would be fine when he saw the man in front of him now was Van'ar.


"What are you doing here?" Van'ar asked curiously.


Zega was silent for a moment, did this man already know about the passing of Aurra's future husband?


"Mak Aurra is being treated here" Zega said.


Deg


Van'ar pecked for a moment, his eyes locked on Zega who had just uttered the words that made him shock.


"Aurra's sick?"


This is where the two men are now, in an inpatient room where a girl with a syar'i hijab lives. Both of their irises looked at the girl lying on top of the hospital gurney.


"Aurra has not dropped for a long time."


Zega started to say.


"The last few years Aurra's condition can be said to be normal. He lives a routine chak up to control his heart condition. Hence, the same father Mother looks really shok fitting mbak Aurra drop again."


Van'ar understood, the reason was that the girl's condition had long been weak. But his passionate life, was incredible.


"Congenital heart disease is a congenital heart structure disorder from birth. This disorder can result in disruption of blood flow to and out of the heart. This disorder can be genetically inherited, or because of some other thing." Said Dimas-the middle-aged man with the doctor justifies the location of his glasses for a moment.


In his eyes was now a young man sitting in front of him intensely. As if implying a 'serious' question towards his interlocutor.


"Aurra had already done a transplant, when we were still living in Germany."


Continue while exhaling his weak breath.


Now he is sitting in front of the inpatient room with a 'candidate' for his daughter, he said. While Sayla and Zega the son are guarding Aurra who is still unconscious.


"Can this disease cure you?"


Ask the other person Dimas.


"Can." Pause the middle-aged man for a moment.


"But in some cases. Nothing is impossible in this world, considering that God alone brings down all diseases with his remedy."


Van'ar-versus spoke as well as a loyal listener The middle-aged doctor gave a small nod. He understood very well how the first time he met Aurra. The tiny toddler who has a physical condition is a cause for concern. Until they were reunited when he and his family moved to the town of Kembang, the little Aurra was so clingy to her mother. Not since exactly, but Van'ar remember when he first saw the teenage Aurra wearing shar'i clothes and face coverings until now. Aurra closed all her aurat, because around her many great women who lived shar'i. There's also Kia-wife from her father's best friend. Almarhumah Mother Dimas also did not escape from the small Aurra hijrah. Since infancy, he and Dimas have been caring for and raising Aurra.


"For a long time Aurra was not dropped like this." Said Dimas slowly.


Though he thought his daughter was completely cured of a malignant disease that attacked him. Given these few years back, Aurra did not experience any symptoms about the disorder she suffered.


"What about Oma you Van'ar, isn't he treated here?" Tanya Dimas broke the silence.


"Oma is still in critical condition. The heart of the oma is weak, says the doctor who deals with the oma, this is triggered by shock as well as the age factor."


Van'ar explained.


He had been back in the room of the grandmother's hospital, to provide dinner for the mother. Before he permits back to see the state of Aurra.


"Hmm, may God still be kind enough to take care of the two women we care about." The middle-aged man said, patting Van'ar on the shoulder before passing by.


Van'ar remained silent for a moment. What did this man mean to allow him to marry his daughter? Previously, Van'ar did speak directly to Dimas and Sayla about his good intentions. About his feelings for their daughter, to about the proposal that the two had planned. But at that time Dimas and Sayla were still silent did not answer. Maybe they need time, he thought. Then, what was that kind of klu for her?0


I don't know, hopefully what is expected will be done.


****


In the third of the night, the handsome man was stunned in his sleep. The pitch blackness welcomed him. Tight in the chest arrived to grieve him, empty also joined to welcome him. Silence in this darkness surrounds him. For some reason he suddenly felt a painful stab*n in his chest. Hun* his heart so strongly, that it made him fall.


He wanted to scream, not strong to withstand the pain that hit his chest and body. But not the loud voice that came out, but the rapport is not clear from him. He is struggling in weakness. Then came the great sadness that became agonizing, to make him shed tears unconsciously.


'What is this, God?' Bathing in the silence and darkness that enveloped him.


Until a bright bright light from above the cry moves slowly. Descending, illuminating the darkness that embraces it. Falling right in his lap. The ball of light that shines is second to none, until it gasps so brightly.


'So he's good, son.'


Until a whisper whispers right in his right ear. Making himself stunned and instantly widened his eyes.


"Astagfirullah. What was that dream?"


Her great-grandson was shriveled, wiping away the molten sweat that flooded her temple.


The handsome man moved from his seat, last night he was sleeping on the sofa. On the left and right are Opa, Galaxies, and his sister Lunar. While beside the bed of the Oma there is a father and his mother. At one night he woke up from his sleep. Leaving the room of Oma's hospital, he went to the mosque. Taking ablution water to perform evening prayers. Praying every bow, surrender to the Khalik.


"Hopefully both women of the same beloved servant can survive without anyone having to let go of ya-Rabb." At the end of his prayer.


This is his custom, if his heart is troubled he always prays in the middle of the night. As the Imam of the Assyafei exhorted him to pray after the prayer in one third of the night. 'Pray at the time of tahajud, like an arrow shot right at the target.' Therefore, every heart is restless he will return to pitting the Khalik. Praying in each of his prostrations, asking that his heart be expanded when faced with any trials from him.


"Van'ar?"


"Oma?" His enthusiasm, while approaching the bed where his oma lay.


The middle-aged woman smiled slightly in the middle of her fragility. He gave a small gesture, so that the grandson would come closer.


"Oma need what? Is anyone sick? Should you call a doctor?" Cecar Van'ar while holding his Oma's right hand.


The middle-aged woman smiled a little, amid the fragility and pain that was afflicting her.


"Oma b-by m-inta s-esatu?" She was small while staring at her beloved granddaughter in tears.


"Yes Oma, anything will be your brother if possible. Oma want what?" Answer Van'ar steady.


"Married Doctor Aurra after forty days of Oma's departure."


Deg


Van'ar pecked for a moment, what did this oman mean? He nodded loudly, no one was going to leave. Neither Aurra nor Omanya will be healthy again.


"Husst, don't talk like that mah."


The voice of the husband who is now walking towards Silvia's bed. The middle-aged woman displayed her small smile amid the numbness that began to whack a part of her body.


"Make our grandchildren a reward, I'll see it from above." Silvia-either why Van'ar felt a sincere smile on his grandmother's face that looked a thousand times very charming. Tired face when old, make the oma look very bright tonight.


"Yes. Van'ar and our other grandchildren are getting married. And you have to hold on until we can see our great-grandchildren." Furthermore Ibra - who now replaces Van'ar position to grasp the hand that has begun to wrinkle.


"I can't wait that long. I-I have to go now." Silvia began to be brick-styled


"I have to go p-ergi."


"Oma talk what?" Lerai Van'ar is starting to worry.


While Ibra who was standing next to his wife looked calm. Know what his wife meant. One by one, his family members began to wake up. Starting from Vano, Kia, Galaxy to Lunar. They stared at Silvia. But the middle-aged woman looks like her smile on her face that looks more shining.


"Oma hope, bang Van'ar can make Aurra happy later." Sluggishly.


"Hopefully look at ka-lian's marriage." Arkia was no longer able to hold back her crying, in the arms of her husband she began to sob. Lunar was the same, the youngest began to sob while hugging his omanya from the side.


"Oma must be cured, later oma must be present at the wedding brother!" Said Van'ar.


Silvia shook her head, while looking at her husband and family.


"O-ima a-will b-happy ji-ka ka-lian b-happy." His words began to fall apart.


He glanced at the husband, asking him to lead his net back to the grace.


In a soft, tartile voice, the retired military middle-aged man chanted two sentences of shahadah. Delivering the return of his beloved wife to the almighty.


"Innalilahi, wainnalilahi rou'jiun."


'Go home to my wife. Thank you for being faithful to accompany my day. I love you, Silvia Radityan's wife.' Ibra whispered after chanting some of him after his wife's last breath. He sincerely lilla hita'ala, because all his creatures will surely return to Him as described in his firm.


وَنَبْلُوكُمْ بِالشَّرِّ وَالْخَيْرِ فِتْنَةً ۖ وَإِلَيْنَا تُرْجَعُونَ


“O man, We will test you with narrowness and pleasure, to test your faith. And only to Us will you be back” (QS. Anbiya: 35).


The roars and groans came back as the white cloth covered the body of the woman they loved. Halim and Salma who had gone home, when the morning dawned they were again present with their son and daughter-in-law Ezka and Ana. Vanya himself-sister Vano and his family were on their way home when last night was given the news that Silvia's condition was dropping. Even though they have taken the quickest departure, in fact God has already called their loved ones first.


After the dawn of Adhan, Silvia's body was brought back to Radityan. Around the rising dawn on the eastern horizon a shame appeared this morning. All the family members were ready to take Silvia to her final resting place. The sky decorated with cloudy clouds witnesses the accompaniment of Zenajah. The universe itself seems to be mourning the return of one of His creatures. In the front of the bodyguards, there are Ibra and Vano. Followed by Ezka and Aditama in the next position, then Van'ar, Galaksi also Dimas some other relatives who I brought Silvia's stretcher.


"Laa ilaaha illallah” 


"Laa ilaaha illallah” 


"Laa ilaaha illallah"


"Laa ilaaha illallah” 


Along the way, the word tawhid is chanted carefully. It is a sign that one more of his people has returned to the mercy of Allah.


"Allahhuakbar Allahhuakbar."


In the loudest possible voice, Vano the eldest son proclaimed the Adhan. Tilt that lovely lapadz lapadz with the departure of the woman he loved so much. The woman who gave birth to him in the world.


Radityan's family and relatives broke out again as the bodies began to pile up in the dirt. Vanya even fell unconscious many times so shoknya lost the mother. Until one by one leaving the cemetery, Van'ar still faithfully stood there. Staring at the headstone of the oma with a nano look. Disappointed and sad are surrounding it. Disappointed because his brother really did not attend to just deliver his omanya to his final resting place. Sad, of course, because one of his loved ones has gone home to the creator.


- FLASHBACK END-


"The path you chose is completely wrong, bang." Bathe her before leaving her oma's final resting.


"Van'ar oma's promise, the promise will fulfill oma's last wish." He said before it really passed.


Van'ar knows for sure why he asked for that one request at the end of his life. Yes, because Omanya already knew she liked Aurra as well because the woman wanted to atone for her sins first when she had abandoned Aurra who was still a child from her son's wife.


Van'ar knew it, and he would grant his last wish if Allah so desired.


"May Van'ar oma."


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To Be Continue


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Sukabumi 06 May 2020


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