Proof of Love Kang Santri

What happened to masalalu?

...Because some of love will only know its goodness and ignore all its ugliness...

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*****

The sun, embarrassed to show its light, as the orange cloud faded. The morning breeze made the sound of trees rubbing against other leaves. Cool and crowded activities. The santri are already in line there are also some who clean the Pesantren yard.

The news of the return of Syifa made everyone happy, even including Umm Fatimah who was also grateful to have not united Fauzi's bond with other women.

"Where are you taking Syifa?" Tanya Ummi saw the two were ready in a casual suit.

"Fauzi wants to take Syifa to Ummi Street." Fauzi replied,

"Where are the twins and Nissa?"

"Again with Abi in the garden, Fauzi the same Syifs depart yes. Assalamu'alaikum." Fauzi said in follow Syifa.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Fatimah smiled sincerely, And also prayed that Syifa's memory would soon recover, I don't know how Syifa used to feel with her very close and exchanged stories, but now... Syifa is like a new person who begins to enter into the life of her son.

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"Racid?" Fauzi asked after seeing Syifa sitting leaning under a tree.

"Racid...Banget.." He told Fauzi to laugh, they had run.

"You didn't know the Fa very much, maybe the F.U." Fauzi said without sin.

"FU what?"

"Age factor." Fauzi said, sitting next to Syifa.

"Ah ngawur you." Say Syifa pouted.

"Cie cranky."

"God!" Then Fauzi laughed.

Until the two fell silent, enjoying the silence and the sound of the wind there. Syifa closed her eyes while her head leaned back, while from beside Fauzi clearly saw Syifa's face even from the side.

Sad and also sorry not to try to search long ago, because last night's story from Syifa made him understand that Syifa was found not in bandung or bogor but in jawa who moved to bogor.

That night...

"You haven't told me about it yet." Ask Fauzi.

"Syifa didn't want it anyway, just that Syifa inget was part of the grandmother's story." Said Syifa who looked bright five years ago.

The black bead pricked there was only a white room with the smell of drugs grazing, Syifa scowled the dizzy temple and there was a pain at the bottom successfully made him squint.

Suddenly there was a figure of a grandmother approaching,

"Are you conscious, son?" He was about 60 years old.

"..." - ".Syifa was silent to observe who the grandmother was.

"Where is your address?" The grandmother's question made the woman shake her head.

"Whose name are you?" Asked the grandmother again and again the woman shook her head.

"So you don't remember at all, son?" Ask the grandmother again makes Syifa try to remember, but not the results he met, it is precisely the pain develops like a clot in the brain. Until everything turns dark.

()()()

The brief encounter that made Syifa stay a week with the grandmother, and Dila was her new name.

After that there are twins who somehow the affection of Syifa exceeds the affection of brother and sister. Grandma said Joseph and Killa were her sisters. Syifa simply nodded and complied until the moment the residents met the old grandmother's house to expel Syifa.

Because Syifa balked at the wealthy foreman of the entire village, while the village flower that envied the beauty of Syifa at that time made it seem as if Syifa was a thief in the village.

The grandmother fled Syifa to Bandung, and her encounter with lastri as she and the twins rested under the bridge, at the same time Syifa had a severe dizziness of her head as if she was holding thousands of needles, it just so happened that Lastri who had just come home from work heard the cry of a baby.

"Son Pastri?" That granny.

"Why is my grandmother here?" the brand was once a neighbor.

Sayup-sayup Syifa saw Grandma explain the truth about the twins, and the grandmother returned to the village while Syifa took the pastry. In fact, it has been considered my own brother's lastri vice versa, Syifa who has not been wearing a hijab also put on the hijab

Since then Syifa has only focused on following studies and nurturing the twins she thinks are her younger siblings. Syifa started working from the time the twins were three years old, and she should have understood that meeting the man named Zadid was a clue

Unfortunately, Zadid silenced, instead choosing to make the woman comfortable. And so the closeness of himself with zadid is the beginning of the hatred of the last figure to him. His gentle attitude changed but there was still happiness he gave.

Up to five years of age the twins, and God has just granted his prayer request. Five years of bitter experience Syifa always remembered, the complicated story that he shortened so that soon after the story of his life.

()()(

"You're a great woman of the fa." Fauzi said, immediately holding Syifa's body warm, maybe Syifa was aware that night, aware that Fauzi hid a cry when hugging her tightly, because her shoulders trembled.

Syifa was silent, after all it was his duty to remember this man, the man who gave comfort in the warmth of the embrace. Plans to bandung another month because Fauzi wants to focus on recovering his memories.

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"I love you the Fa." Fauzi's words made the closed bead instantly open wide and looked at Fauzi annoyed, his hands pinched Fauzi's stomach.

"It's a real pleasure to make Syifa's heart go down." Syifa said between Fauzi grimacing and laughing. Just with Syifa made him able to laugh like this.

"Do you know of our special place?" Fauzi's question made Syifa nod her head.

"Away?"

Fauzi didn't answer, he just smiled.

"Then asked me." Omel Syifa's.

"If you're tired of being calm, I'm fat."

Diiihhhh

Syifa hit Fauzi on the shoulder, is this man really her husband? The flat-faced tombalist. How could this man beside her say that you are tired, I am clenched with a flat look? want the wrong baper do not baper anyway sweet.

"Loh Lake?" Syifa Gumam.

Fauzi smiled as his hand led Syifa to sit on the grass.

"I'm not asking you to remember the Fa, just so you know I'm your husband is enough for me to be happy." Sluggishly. A masalalu? is Syifa going to accept massalu? Fauzi was a little worried about this.

The current version of Syifa is different,

"What's wrong with massalu?" Syifa asked, their eyes clashing. There's only a headband from Fauzi.

Syifa offered her a leg, Fauzi also sat beside Syifa.

There is a sense of worry that had been buried in Fauzi, fearing that bad things would make Syifa remember the dark story, Fauzi sincerely Syifa did not remember about it as well as do not remember the mass.

"This place has our story Fa from childhood until now." Fauzi's words made Syifa circulate his gaze to the right left,

"Little? do we know each other?" Ask Syifa.

"Yes, it was Fauzi the santri who promised to make a Syifa fall in love, until our meeting and separation. Strange yes sometimes the syaiton reigns in us than we avoid but cannot.... Until God finally fixes the Halal bond,"

Syifa.

"When did we split up here before I went to Egypt and you know the thousand-coin angklung? how can I attribute our destiny to a thousand coins, you are the day of the world and my hereafter."

"One thousand coins?"

"Yes Fa.."

This method was a little successful, the shadow appeared coin coins he was looking for, at that time..

"Arhhh..My head is heavy." Syifa's fight made Fauzi immediately turn his head. Syifa's hijab is already soaked in sweat.

"Fa.. You heard...Fa. breathe out.." Lead Fauzi, moments later there was no movement of Syifa clutching her head, Fauzi immediately brought Syifa into his arms giving her calmness, ignoring her own unsettled self.

"Sorry."

In the arms of the man, a pair of maniknya immediately let out tears, he was always calm with the sincerity of this man, which actually made him feel more guilty because he could not remember.

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