
*When I miss you, I'll close my eyes. Because you're the dream I make every night.
You'll always be in every shred of my miss. Let me pour everything about you in every poem for me to remember.
Miss you, let it be my business. Suffice it to see your smile from afar, slipping your name in every groan of my prayer.
I lay down everything that is best for you, hoping that happiness will always be with you.
I miss you, and it's always*.
🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁
In the stillness of the night Shara rested, various whispers on the earth she shone. He never misses the time of mustajab to skyrocket all his hopes, prayer when tahajud like a fast-flowing arrow. Imam Syafi'i.
Shara raised both of her hands, closing her eyes full of supplication.
"O Allah, I believe You must have planned the most beautiful thing for me. Make my heart always hushnudzon to You, do not let me complain in the least. O Allah, You are all-knowing, and I do not know. All that You keep away will have good for me, and all that You bring near will surely be what I need. O Allah, set myself aside for my future soul mate. Pair me with a man who can lead me down the path you are on. Help me to always be Istiqomah in establishing myself, ease everything that should be mine. Rabbana atina fiddunya hasanahwa fil endoti hasanah waqina 'adzabannar. Aamiin's."
After the tahajud prayer, Shara awaits dawn by reading the Qur'an. So beautiful were the chants of the holy verses that he laid, making anyone who heard them dissolve in tranquility.
Accidentally Shara's father passed through his son's room, he heard Shara's sayups who were teaching. He opened the door of the child's room, he decided to go into his daughter's room.
Shara realizes the presence of her father, she ends her teaching activities.
"Abi" he said to his father.
Abi Fadlan, Shara's father. Approaching her daughter by sitting her body to be on par with Shara.
In the soft caress of her daughter's head.
"Why did you stop teaching her?" Ask Abi.
Shara smiled, "later Ara continue, Abi why are you here?" Ask.
"It's okay, Abi just wants to see you" Abi said.
"How old are you now, Ra?" Abi Imbuh.
Shara was silent for a moment before she answered her father's question.
"Twenty-five years, Abi. Wh why? Ara's old, huh?" Shara answered in a light joking.
Abi smiled, "you don't want to get married?" The Goda Abi Shara.
Shara scrunched her forehead, "you're Abi, where there are people who don't want to get married." Shara replied while chuckling.
"Why did Abi ask like that?" Typhoon Shara.
"Abi is only worried, until now there has been no man who wants to abuse you," Abi said with a slightly moody look.
Shara sighed, honestly she felt the same way. Until this moment, no one had ever intended to preach it, including Adam. This is one of the things he did not like about Adam, the man was too brave to manage his life but never dared to say wanted to ask for a hand though.
"Didn't you have any other male friends, other than Adam?" Ask Abi again.
"There," Shara answered briefly.
"Who?" Abi is curious, because other than Adam he has never heard or seen Shara have another boyfriend.
"His name, Sakha." Shara answered.
"Sakkha? Who's she?" Abi was back to being curious.
For a moment Shara took her breath, trying to recall the memories of Sakha.
"She, my travel companion while in Bandung. He's a good man, his character too. He said he wanted to make me his wife." Shara explained concisely but clearly.
"really?" Abi is surprised by Shara's explanation saying that Sakha wants to make Shara his wife.
"Yes, but things aren't taking sides. She has had a partner, more precisely a boyfriend," Shara added.
Fadlan stared at the look on his daughter's face, clearly showing disappointment in Shara's face.
"Honey, listen to Abi. Look for a husband who not only accepts you more, but also he can appreciate your shortcomings. Find a patient husband who is obedient in his patience. If you are angry, the man does not scold you back. And if he were angry, he would never ignore you for more than three days. When you have a problem, he is able to calm down and calm down instead of leaving.
Look for a husband who is willing to have ears like Abi, who wants to hear your complaints, or just stories that you have repeated many times. Look for a husband who has shoulders like Abi, able to make you happy when near him. Seek out those who can educate you, lead you down the right path. And one day, there was a time when Abi was too heavy to let you go, so heavy. You'll realize it later. Because Abi, will never be willing to give you other than to let you also trust a good man morally and his religion."
"Thank you, Abi." Shara hugged her Abinya tightly.
On the contrary, the boy and the father are now embracing each other.
It is true what some people say, that there is one man who will never hurt you, he is your father.
***
Elsewhere, the congregational morning prayers at the Sakha mosque returned to his home. On the road to the house, he accidentally runs into an ustadz.
"Assalamallaikum, ustadz." Shara says hello.
"Wa'allaikumussalam's chat. Uh, Sakha boy," he replied.
"We go home together, ustadz." Sakha.
"Oh yeah, I can." Ustadz gladly accepted Sakha's offer. They walked together, and started a conversation.
"Sakha's sister, is she working?" Ask Mr. Ustadz.
"Alhamdulillah already, small businesses, ustadz." Sakha.
"Well, thank God. If it's a companion, when?" Ustadz God.
Sakha scratched her non-itchy head, "ahaha, yes when well, Ustadz." Sakha instead turned to ask Ustadz, he had no answer at this time.
"Lho, I'm back to asking. Yes, if there is a candidate, then immediately the sermon." Ustadz.
"But do not abuse women who are being proposed to others" he added.
"Ahaha, yes not Ustadz." Sakha chuckles.
"There's a Ustadz I like, but I'm not sure." Sakha.
"Have you answered, don't you want to?" Ask Ustadz.
"It's not like that, anyway. But I'm the only one who hasn't dared" Sakha replied.
"Yes your effort, dong. If you don't try, how could you possibly know what the answer is." Ustadz gave me advice.
"Take care, leave everything to Allah." Ustadz added.
Sakha felt motivated, suddenly there was a desire in her heart to look for Shara's whereabouts.
"Lho, even dumb," said Mr. Ustadz.
"Eh, sorry Ustadz. Thanks for the advice, I'll try to see him" said Sakha.
Mr. Ustadz smiled, "bismillah, well. May it be your soul mate."
"Aamiin" said Sakha.
"I have to find Shara, but where do I start my search?"
Sakha recalls something that might help her find Shara.
"Seminar," said Sakha in her heart.
##############################
Assalamallaikum...
How are you guys doing? May you always have health...
Stay safe, still at home is #home-schooled??
Don't forget to keep supporting my work
Don't forget to like also his vote yaa 😁😁😁
Thank you all, have a good Sunday friends...