Sakinah to Jannah (New Version)

The Unfinished Love

History is the past. Make a decision based on the future ~ Greg S. Reid

Syfa stirred her cappuccino glass slowly. He chose a seat in the corner of the cafe whose window leads to the parking lot, sometimes his eyes look at the people passing there.

After the phone incident from Rendi, he decided he wanted to tell everything to Mbak Mala. Syfa believes Mala can give him a solution. All this time Madam Mala always has the motivation and wise words for her, when she is upset in dealing with life problems.

Madam Mala always reminded Syfa, whatever happens do not go out of the path that God has set. It also makes Syfa continue to be excited in the hijra process.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Ma'am Mala while pulling a chair and sitting in front of Syfa "Waalaikumsalam.." replied Syfa smiling. "Affeurs...Ana.cuck stuck. Anti...wait a long time?" mbak Mala asked who was still managing his breath, just ran from the parking lot to the cafe, because he did not want to make Syfa wait long. Naturally, because Jakarta is really stuck. "No, Ana has just arrived. Oh yeah, what's the penny?" ask Syfa, "Juice guava" replied Madam Mala, her breathing has begun to be regular.

Syfa called a waitress and ordered guava juice for Madam Mala. After taking down the order, the waiter passed by leaving them behind. "So how's the story, until Rendi can know Anti's phone number? not blocking the number?" mama asked impatiently.

Syfa sighed, "Ana doesn't know either. It was so sudden, Ana did not expect. So that time..."

The flashback

"Replace?"

"Hi, Fa. How are you?"

Syfa fell silent, still shocked to hear the voice over there.

"Fa, you're still there, right?"

"....."

"Fa,"

"Eh, um, yeah, what's up?"

"No papa, I miss you. Can't you?"

Syfa was completely confused. His feet fell for a moment, he sat on his desk chair.

"Why, I still think of you a lot, Fa. Sorry, I was selfish at the time. I'll leave you that way. But honestly, I still love you. I'm still in the cin...."

"Ren, sorry." cut Syfa quick. His chest was tight to hear Rendi's confession.

"I can't." she continued later, her voice trembling withstanding the tears that were ready to spill in her eyes.

"Why? Is it because there is someone else? Am I too late?" asked Rendi slowly and a little demanding.

No, Syfa can't accept Rendi. It was quite the pain and disappointment that he had felt all along. His determination was unanimous to emigrate, away from what God forbid, especially courtship.

"Fa, I'll be waiting for you. I love you, and I love you. Until whenever I'll wait for you. I'm...."

Tut !

The call was turned off unilaterally by Syfa. He looked down on his desk, then sobbed.

Flashback off

A waiter came and put the guava juice in front of Madam Mala then again passed leaving them.

"Fa, remember the purpose of the Anti-migration, also remember how the Anti struggle so far. Don't let it all go to waste. Do not stay away from God, Fa." said Madam Mala reminded.

"What should you do, Ma'am? Ana did not know either." she replied in despair, She again sobbed. Really, his chest was so claustrophobic thinking about all this. He was confused, faced with two hopes or perhaps two different prayers. Between Syfa and Mama.

"This is a test for Anti. Remember the Fa, when a person decides to emigrate, God will give him a test to erase all the sins He has ever committed. As well as testing his belief in the path that has been chosen." said Mbak Mala.

"Don't go back in time, Fa, stay away from dating. Anti forgot? same ideals Anti who want to berta'aruf with a Brotherhood sholeh and good religion?"

"Ana didn't say that Rendi wasn't good. If Allah has given Rendi guidance, Insha Allah Rendi will change. But the problem is expressing the feeling of love before akad, it is not love but lust. If Rendi is serious with Anti, Rendi certainly plans to invite Anti ta'aruf, khitbah, and then get married. Therefore our religion's way of keeping love, in order to remain holy until it is ridhoi by God,"

"Ana can only pray the best for Anti, the rest will be God's business. Pray, and keep praying, Fa, ask for directions. Allah knows what is seen and hidden in this world." Mala explained.

Syfa wiped the tears with the back of her hand, Madam Mala's words made her a little calm. It was as if he had been reminded of hope. Yes, his hope is in God. Perhaps so far many worship and practices that Syfa still has not done, and this is the way God reminds Syfa to come back closer to HIM.

Syfa smiled looking at Mbak Mala. "God willing, Ana will try Anti's advice. Thanks, Ma'am?" syfa said in the end Mbak Mala smiled with relief. In His heart He prayed, may Syfa remain in his hijrah.

***

"Yes, Ma. I just arrived." Gilang said as he parked his car in front of Serena Cake's.

When you get out of the office to the car park. Gilang got a phone call from her mom, wanted to buy brownies at her grocery store, Serena Cake's. Although Gilang was a little surprised, because for a long time his mother never bought any more cakes in the store. In the end, she decided to follow my mother's request.

"Ok, brownie, brownie,"

"...."

"Yes Ma, I'm going straight home, again,"

"...."

"Waalaikumsalam.." he answered while closing the phone.

Disappear from the car. As he was about to walk up to enter the cake shop, his steps suddenly stopped. From a distance, his eyes caught a Woman he knew.

Yes, it's Citra. Was walking out of a jewelry store that is only 4 different stores from Serena Cake's, not far from where it stands. The image is being shared with a Man who embraces his shoulders affectionately.

His jaw hardened, when looking at the scene, his clenched hands firmly held the anger within him. With wide steps, Gilang walked over to the two.

"Picture..!" Call him while pulling Citra's hand when they want to get into the man's car, until they face each other. "Discount?!" squealing Citra was shocked because of Gilang's sudden arrival, her wrist was firmly choked by Gilang, making Citra slightly grimace in pain. The man beside Citra looked at the two of them in astonishment.

"Who is he, honey?" ask the man to Citra. Gilang looked at the man sharply, then turned to look at Citra as if asking for an explanation. "He's...Her...Um..." The image could not answer the question of the man beside him, suddenly he felt his throat choked. "I'm his girlfriend!" reply Gilang firmly. The man was startled, then looked at the sharp image, as if also asking for an explanation."But that was then, now I'm part of his past!" he said then, removing the check on Citra's wrist, while turning to leave both.

"Gilaannnggg....! I can clear it...! Dengerin I laluuu...! It's not like you imagined...!Gilannggg.....!" shouted Citra calling Gilang who walked quickly further away from his sight.

Glazed as if deaf with the screams of Citra who kept calling out to him, He really did not care. Enough is enough, Gilang was really fed up with what he saw. Everything was answered, what had been the question for the past few days, His relationship with Citra was over.

***

Passed to his house. With wide steps he walked towards his room on the second floor. "Lho, son, are you home yet?" ask Mama as Gilang passes through the living room. Mom was sitting there watching television waiting for her arrival.

Gilang stopped his steps, turned to look at his Mama, "Sorry, Ma, I did not bring pesenan Mama, I asked Mr. Andre to help bring pesenan Mama. In a moment, he came." he answered flatly, then resumed his steps towards the room. Mama was surprised, she could feel that her son was holding back his anger. What happened to Gilang? In fact, when on the phone earlier, Gilang was not that angry?