Picking Back the Crashed Way
169 . Whisper of the Heart Part 1
"Son, Mommy is sure you must be thinking about what your sister Raihan said? at least through Tausiyah ala Raihan Arman Habibie. Which although it looks casual and hilarious, everything your sister says is true, son."
"Son, do not see who is the one who conveys knowledge to you! want to be a pious person or a layman even if it is a good thing. Listen, and take the lesson! just like your sister Raihan said, if it's a good thing for your good, then listen and reflect on it for your future, son! so that you do not get wrong in stepping!" said Mother Fatimah by hugging and rubbing the head of Zahrana.
Zahrana heard the thread of the counsel of the Mother of Fatimah against her. The whisper of his heart justifies what his mother said.
"Thank you, Bun. Zahra will make the strands of advice from Mother and Raihan as a guide so that Zahra can take care and improve themselves to be better. Zahra will keep trying to walk the path that Allah has guided!" zahrana said with complete sincerity.
"Alhamdulillah ... Mommy's happy to hear that, son." Mother Fatimah also continued her activities to prepare dinner for their families.
"Zahra ahead first huh, Bun? while waiting for Mr. Zaid and Buya to return from the mosque, all of you put drinks and snacks for Mr. Zaid in the living room."
"Oh, yes please son! Mother also almost ran to prepare our dinner dishes!" said Mother Fatimah with a happy smile. Happy to be reunited with his little family.
The presence of Zahrana and Raihan at his side becomes a spark for Mother Fatimah in living her current routine.
"Yes Allah .. Thank You for Your blessings and gifts, thank You for uniting and bringing together the servants with the two children of Zahrana and Raihan!" whisper the heart of Mother Fatimah with a sense of haru and happiness.
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In the living room.
Zahrana lay down her body on the living room sofa, she leaned her head off all the fatigue that was afflicting her. He closed his eyes for a moment, his heart and mind again remembered the figure of Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy.
"What are you doing there, brother?" bathin Zahrana continues to feel the whirring of longing that whack his soul towards the figure of Joseph who has been in the last 4 years was in the State of the Pyramids.
"O wind and thick of the night, say hello to him! oh, the man over there may you feel the same way as I do? this longing is really torturing my soul, I really don't know how long I'll be able to withstand all these feelings. Waiting for your presence, welcoming the taste in my heart, making myself the angel of your world and hereafter! the light of a thousand stars tonight, cannot illuminate my heart and soul! All I want is you my true love!" whisper Tsamirah Zahrana's heart with eyes closed.
Unwittingly the cristal beningan also fell soaked his smooth cheeks.
"Sister Yusuf, I really miss the figure of you, you who have touched all my heart and soul. You're the one who directed me to pick up my father who was hit by a black stain in my past! I'm afraid that you've forgotten me. Since your departure studying at Al Azhar University in Egypt, at that time I tried to improve myself and solidify myself to be able to be with you later!" whisper of Zahrana's heart.
With the whispers of his heart and the roar of his tears, Zahrana unwittingly fell asleep in his dreamland as if he saw the figure of Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy smiling at him.
The figure of Sholeh youth, with a high stature of pure white. With a white robe and turban she wore, it added to the charisma and charm of a Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy.
The sideburns and beards that adorned his face made Zahrana more stunned with the figure of Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy. Shady eyeballs and soft speech made Zahrana feel calm and comfortable looking at the young man.
"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, guard your faith and fear for Your Lord. Submit your gaze to those who are not your mahram. Keep improving yourself so that you continue to be in His way. I'm sorry for hanging your heart so long, not that I don't love you and love you! but I try to keep my race against you. Until that time comes, I will come to worship you. Wait for me to return Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra! I will come to pick you up, to sail the ark of life based on faith and fear on the prayer mat of His love. Truly, I want you to be my master in sailing the ark of life in the shade of His love!" the whisper of Joseph Amri Nufail Syairazy's heart in Zahrana's dream.
"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, I hope that you are the figure of my hereafter. May you be part of my missing ribs! be patient in waiting for me in love and loyalty by continuing to reward Him for us to be together in reaching His Ridho! May the longing that plagues our hearts today strengthen our faith in Him even more! not to break down our faith. For indeed refraining from something that is not lawful for us will get merit and glory at the side of Allah Subhanahu wata'alla!" the whisper of Joseph's heart that was addressed to Zahrana while in the dreamland.
Joseph smiled at Zahrana. After greeting the figure of the angel he missed, Joseph disappeared from the sight of Zahrana's eyes with a beam of white light. Zahrana stood alone in her dreamland and called Joseph's name over and over again.
"Sister Joseph, don't go! Don't leave Zahra! Zahra misses you so much!" zahrana said with tears in her eyes.
However, that beam of light disappeared and vanished somewhere? Zahrana was crying in her dreamland.
"Son Joseph, don't go!" zahrana said in her sobs. Her tears were soaking down her cheeks.
"Hiks .. hiks .. hiks! brother Joseph .. Brother Joseph .. Brother Joseph!" pekik Zahrana in her dreamland.
Zahra kept crying, hoping that Joseph would come back to her. However, a cute looking shaleh youth wearing a black robe and peci on his head came over to Zahranan and wiped his tears.
"You ... you .. you, Muhammad Zaid Arkana! get off me, get out of front of me! it's not you I want! I love you Brother Yusuf Amri Nufail Syairazy!" concluded Zahrana in his dreamland.
"Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, I love you! I'll never let you go!" muhammad Zaid Arkana in the dreamland of Zahrana.
"Sorry, Zahra's heart is now only for Joseph's brother. Zahra please leave Zahra!" said Zahrana in his dreamland which was addressed to Muhammad Zaid Arkana.
"Zahra, I love you! don't go!" said Muhammad Zaid Arkana by pulling Zahrana's wrist.
"Le-let go, brother!" said Zahrana by continuing to be in the delirium of his dreams.
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"Zahra, hey wake up! you why?" tanya Zaid patted the cheek of Zahrana who was sleeping fast.
Zaid had just returned from performing his Maghrib prayers with Buya Harun Al Aziz.
Heard Zahrana calling out the name of Joseph in his dream. Making Zaid not until the heart saw Zahrana with eyes steep, crying bitterly and continue to call the name of Joseph made Zaid take the initiative to wake up the figure of an angel who was sleeping soundly on the sofa.
Zahrana slowly blinked her eyes when she heard Zaid's voice repeatedly calling and patting her cheeks.
Zahra circulated her gaze throughout the room, how shocked she was when she saw Zaid's figure in front of her by developing a smile on her face aimed at Zahrana.
"Astaghfirullah .. It turns out I was just a dream!" said Zahrana slowly.
Zahrana's sweat came out as big as corn kernels, because of his dream just now.
Zaid gives tissue to Zahrana. "You look sweaty, you better wipe your sweat and calm yourself!" said Zaid by staring fixed pilar Zahrana face that still looks confused because of the delirium of his dreams.
"Ma-af, thanks!" zahrana.
"Alhamdulillah .. turned out to be just a dream!" whisper Zahrana's heart after realizing that he was just dreaming.
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Pearl strands wisdom 👉 "Belcome I found my own dream falling in front of the door. Slept by the rain. Like the dirty clothes I repeatedly washed and sunbaked in the spacious courtyard. At times like that I always remember your face and eyes when I look at me, always shady and affirming. Then I'm sure in the end the distance just separates the body. But he can never keep away the dreams, images and memories we share in the deepest longings." (Bishan_H@ti Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra )
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