Seikhlas Clouds Accompany Rain

a confession

The morning wind was still blowing cool, a beam of light also began to come out as time continued to go on. Qonni sat on the chair as the man chose another point to enjoy his short time with Anisa. In order for the woman not to be uncomfortable, Ilyas took a distance of approximately two meters from the pink hijab woman.

Long lips both drowned in seclusion. Ilyas tried to look at the mother of the baby in his arms.

"Well, will you listen to me talk for a minute?"

Ilyas's request was only responded with an eye glance. Before returning down.

"It's about the message you sent that time through the deceased's cell phone."

"Is my message still unclear, until Mas Ilyas wants to discuss it again?" Qonni responded immediately. "I don't like being forced into everything that's heart-related."

Ilyas flinch, the look in his eyes towards the baby who looks calm in his carrier.

"Just like this. If you can, Mas Ilyas don't do anything like this anymore. Whatever the reason, don't try to come to us more when I'm just alone with Nisa–" Qonni turned his face away. "I don't want any slander between us."

"I get it, and I'm sorry about you. But, what I'm doing is reasonable," said Ilyas who was no longer responded to with an answer. "I want you to hear a confession. Which maybe afterwards will make you angry with me. But I'm ready, Ayu. Even if you'll curse me."

Qonni who was still sitting in his chair kept silent. Waiting for a confession of what he will say.

"All this time I did was not because of lust. Instead, I owe my life to my best friend. Yeah, Nisa's Abinya."

The woman with the instant hijab turned her head. Ilyas is back sitting. No longer want to buy time, he should honestly say the reason.

"If it wasn't for helping me, maybe Aaron would still be here with you."

"You're both victims." Qonni still believed that. Although he was a little disappointed, because he knew that the one who invited Aaron to watch the ball in the stadium was Ilyas.

"It's true, but the real events have something to do with my mistake" Ilyas shook his head. "If only, I would not be the cause of Aaron's woe. Maybe I won't make this effort, want to be Aaron's replacement for you."

The woman did not understand, but her heart began to pinch. He hoped, not listening to anything that would make him even more disappointed. Hopefully it's just the guilt of getting him to watch a ball. And it's been forgiven for a long time.

Slowly, Ilyas explained the real tragedy. By repeatedly apologizing, the lips explained clearly without any reduction in the situation that occurred at that time, as he explained in front of Gus Mukhlis.

Moments after seconds rolling, replacing the water full of question marks to be a surprise that only in the box with silence belonging to the woman.

"Ja–so, actually we're almost home. Even Aaron's already wearing his helmet."

"Enough!" The woman clenched her hands together, before approaching Ilyas and seizing the child in the man's arms.

"I'm sorry" he said with a sad look towards the woman who is no longer serving him. "Yu, please listen first–"

"Don't say anything else, Mum!" cut it with a retained tone of voice, but full of disappointment.

The two netra fairies began to drain the clear crystals into the cheeks. Who was hurriedly removed while looking around. The park situation looks increasingly crowded, and it is also impossible for him to vent emotions here. After all, Qonni was not a girl who liked to show her anger towards anyone. Especially in public places.

"Yu– Ayudia." Ilyas was still trying to call the woman who started carrying the pace of the baby stroller, away from the glasses young man behind. "I do feel guilty about you, and Nisa. But I really loved that boy, despite my debt to Aaron."

Qonni closed his eyes for a moment while shaking his head, without the slightest intention of stopping.

"Against you, I'm sincere. Not a big deal like the beginning of college. Not just a pity. I really want to bind you in a lawful way, Ayudia. Because of my heart's choice."

Astaghfirullah... His mind whimpered, restraining the emotions that prompted him to shout for the man to stop talking. As for Ilyas himself taking a deep breath and exhaling violently. Everything that was held in his heart he said, to the women who were getting away even began to come out of the plot of this complex park.

O Allah, forgive me for not being able to refrain from expressing my feelings. At least after this, I will be completely resigned to his attitude that might increasingly reject me being present in their midst. (Ilys)

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Arriving home, Qonni immediately carried his daughter. Hugging the child while holding back the sound of crying so that it does not sound Aida and Ulum's father who may be in the dining room. In a hurry he took Nisa into the room, leaving the door open.

Klaaaaap, the door is closed. Qonni put the baby in bed. With his shoulders shaking along with the roar of tears, he continued to look at Nisa's face which bore a resemblance of almost seventy percent more leaning towards her Abinya. Then kiss the child's chubby cheeks.

Indeed, Aaron died for helping me who insisted on breaking the riots.

"Hiks!" Qonni closed his mouth again, sobbing. One hand brushed the linen cloth which he made emotional impingement.

If only I wasn't being so cocky. Maybe we, especially Aaron, are still coming home with lives.

I'm sorry, Yu. It has made your days continue to be shrouded in grief.

"Oh Allah.., my husband A'Harun..." Now the woman is patting her chest tight slowly. As if back does not accept with all the facts that actually happened.

Ilyas' voice continued to ring in his ears. It even overlaps with the sincerity of the young man who wants to bind him in state, and religious records.

To you, I am sincere. Not a big deal like the beginning of college. I really want to bind you in a lawful way, Ayudia.

"Astaghfiullah! Enough's enough! just please stop. I love A' Aaron. I just want to love her..." His body slumped to the bottom of the bed, then closed both ears while shaking quickly. Rejecting the figure of a man who if only innocent, he really wants to hate him now.

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On the other hand, the man still survives in the park. Striking a pair of shoes that he was wearing, while scraping through the dust of this paving road.

Ilyas let out a long sigh, his mind was indeed relieved after releasing all that had been held back all this time. However, considering that the woman was crying without saying a word, in addition to a disappointed look towards her, it caused a new incision in the recesses of the glasses young man's heart.

The story of Rosulullah Saw who then got Sofia's heart after killing all the family and her husband because of the war. It would never happen to a creature like me.

Again Ilyas realized, that not all the circumstances experienced by a servant will be one hundred percent the same as those experienced by other servants. Moreover, He is a Rosle of God's choice. His character and personality are very different. But is not the mercy of God broad. For anyone who never gave up. And it is not impossible that it will be the same, only the time that distinguishes his story from the story of Rosulullah Saw.

Ilyas raised his head, staring at the bright sky that was starting to dazzle above. Pensively, he placed hope on the omnipotent, turning the heart of man. So that someday he could really have Ayudia Qonniah in a halal bond that everyone blessed. And also, the heart of the woman of course.