Picking Back the Crashed Way

35 . Love letter to Zahrana(POV Aslan 1)

The night was getting late and quiet, all the inhabitants of mayapada (contents of the earth) was asleep in his contest, engrossed in his beautiful dreams.

The next day in a beautiful morning, I heard Adzan sounding as melodious to the ears, building all corners of the earth in the village of Zahrana residence.

Each of the inhabitants of the earth, rushed to wake up to fulfill the obligation of dawn prayer which is indeed an obligation for every person who bears the predicate of Muslims.

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"Zahra, wake up baby!... Father and Raihan have gone to the Mosque, Mari Bunda help Zahrana for ablution ritual" Mother Fatimah told Zahrana.

Zahrana slowly opened her eyes, this time she woke up easily without coercion like the previous days.

"Subhanallah.kaki Ana still feels very sick Mother" Ana told the Mother.

"Patience yes son!.pelan - slow Mother help Zahrana wudhu."

Zahrana nodded slowly.

Zahrana also walked limped by resting on his left leg, because his right leg was still injured because of the incident on the steps Padepokan, assisted by Mother Fatimah finally the ritual ablution Zahrana was completed.

They also pray at dawn.

Mother Fatimah prayed in her room, while Zahrana prayed while sitting in her room chair, right adjacent to her study table, because she was not able to stand perfectly as usual.

After praying, zikir and do'a Zahrana also tilawah Qur'an which has become his habit every time he finished performing Prayer.

The chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an recited by Zahrana is so beautiful and very melodious to the ears, as if giving a drop of cool dew to a rusty heart, until it is finally filled with calm and peace.

Mother Fatimah also took the time to see her daughter from the room curtain room.Betapa Mother Fatimah was very touched her heart and shed tears haru and happy to see her beloved daughter full to khusu' can recite the Qur'an,the verse by verse that Zahrana recited was able to thrill the heart and soul of those who heard it.

"Maa is Allah.How beautiful I want, the recitation of the holy Quran which you read.May Allah bless you with knowledge and the Qur'an",do'a Mother Fatimah in heart for her beloved Princess Zahrana.

Zahrana was finished with his tilawah,he also tidied his face and put the Holy Quran on his study table because he was not strong enough to step his feet to put the prayer equipment on his nightstand.

Mother Fatimah who had been peeping from the curtain room immediately approached her Princess.

"Heart - heart son, pelan - slowly!. do not move too much first, let Mother help", bid Bu Fatimah while putting Zahrana prayer equipment on the nightstand.

"Thank you Bun", said Zahrana with twinkling eyes of sadness because it has troubled many people, including her Mother.

"Same - same son, do not be sad and do not hesitate, Mother is happy to be able to care for and serve the needs of the Princess Mother.May you quickly recover yes son!. spirit!!!... Zahrana must be strong and patient through all the trials of life, this is part of the process of life son, to forge us to grow into a person who is patient and strong", said Mother Fatimah gave her spirit to Zahrana Puterinya, while gently stroking the top of her child's head.

"Mother, but Ana is sad, because she can't get into school today, Anna is learning and meeting friends at School", said Zahrana with twinkle eyes of sadness as she entered into the arms of her mother who was gently caressing the top of her head.

"Already, I will make a letter to your homeroom teacher Bu Zulis, for how many days ahead Zahrana permission first, until Zahra really recovers her condition, just entered the school again",mother Fatimah comforted her Princess.

"Yes Ma'am", nudge Zahrana.

Mother Fatimah also sauntered away to the kitchen, to be ready to prepare breakfast for them and also other home activities.

Stay Zahrana himself in his bedroom, will intend to repeat his School lessons, although not enter the School Zahrana remain eager to learn, fill his time to add to his knowledge and knowledge, but he will not enter the school, always and always adds to his insight.

When she was about to reach her textbook, Zahrana netra was focused on her diary Diary, she just remembered a love letter that Aslan had entrusted to her, through Nandini as her Matchmaker.

"Astaghfirullah's....Ana forgot one thing, if there was a letter from Aslan's sister", Zahrana's bathin.

From: Aslan Abdurrahman Syatir

To: Zahrana Az Zahra

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullaahi.

For dear Zahrana, through the ink of this pen I will pour all my hopes and desires on you.

I hope this feeling does not clap one hand, may you have the same feeling towards me, a sincere feeling born from the bottom of the heart, a feeling that is not just a romantic shortsightedness, she said, who then present and leave a wound in the mind that is not owned.

Through the short story that happened between us when at the Sembako Shop yesterday, I give a thousand apologies to you because with his reflexes I have touched your form, I have touched your form, until your heart I steal with all my love for you.

I know, it's all too early for you to remember our significant age difference.

I'm sorry for this naive heart, for it is boldly anchored in your heart, in the heart of a very charming little girl like you.

Honestly, my heart rate shakes when I'm around you, being with you is the most beautiful thing in my life.

Having yourself is my biggest dream, your gentleness and elegance is a shield that can melt my heart and soul.

I hope you are the answer to all my fret, don't let me wait too long for the certainty of your feelings for me.

Please hear my heart whisper, little angel, accept and welcome my race with all your heart and soul.

Never doubt my feelings for you, for it can break the curtain of my soul that has long grown against you.

Although our age is very far away, but believe me I will always be near you, waiting for you continue and continue to grow when the moment arrives "ME AND YOU WILL BE US", because it really is my biggest dream to be able to knit despair in the sanctity of love in the future with you, my lover and my hope.

I hope you and I want you to be the same, not just a dream that doesn't have to be real.

Not that I intentionally beg for love on you, my heart and my hope, but this is me. See that I love and love you here.

Honest in my life, until my current age you are the first love of my life, there is nothing else but you a Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, Wise you little girl in a beautiful way.

Verily you are present in my life, little angel engraved from holy carvings, you descend from the heavens of the world and are spread on the earth to be a goddess of my heart.

I will not allow yourself to be hurt even though the tip of the nail, do not willing myself if later there will be a beetle from another garden that grabs your heart,I want you all just for me Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra, wahai you my soulmate, the beautiful jewel of the Village, you really have stolen my heart with a thousand of your charms.

I hope that after reading my pen scratches and the outpouring of my heart, you will reply to my letter, I will make sure to you that my love is not just love on paper, but this is the seriousness of my sense that choosing yourself becomes a mooring of my heart and soul mate.

So the queen in my heart, queen of my heart, I send greetings of longing and love to you through the wind that blows, I wait for your answer to all my feelings.

Sorry for the moment, we have to be like this, living a hidden romance story, without the blessing of parents remembering circumstances that are not necessarily in our favor to announce to the world the sense between me and you, in the sense that for a while we are "BACK STREET" Ana!

My hope is that you will accept me with all your heart, with all my humility and lack.

From the one who loves you,

Aslan Abdurrahman Syatir

NB: Bangka Belitung, April 21, 2000

(First Love Letter To Tsamirah Zahrana Az Zahra 😘😘😘)