SHAUQ
Masquerading
“Uma, let me play in the flower garden. Quite alone,” said the little girl did not forget the thin smile expands as a genuine plea. “Please uma, just for a moment. No care or anyone else can get close.”
“How can? You should always be awake, baby. What if it happened again?” ask someone with a heavy voice.
“Trust, Aba. For just this once. Uqzy will scream loudly if something happens,” whining that makes both parents helpless at the request of his son.
“Alright if that's what you want. Go, son. Dad will obey.”
In the silence of the garden, the flowers felt sad, they did not care in the least, as if knowing the heart of their master who was now sitting in the middle of the flower garden of his kabillah. The sturdy walls surrounding the garden occasionally wanted to feel for the little girl to escape through the fence. But this time he could not. It was too small to climb.
“Someday,” his murmur is focused on that wall.
Still faithful looking at the wall, he was suddenly surprised by someone with a veil hood. Her body was just like her mother, yet it was not her mother. Because he was elongating the wall from the outside and trying to get in.
“Can you slow me down? Maybe by giving me a ladder.”
“Who are you?”
“I'm just a fairy, a messenger from your lover.”
“Is that fairy really there? Wait a minute,” reply Uqzy while immediately bringing the stairs to petrify the stranger.
After that, the two of them sat together. This time it was in a corner of the park, for fear that someone would see them both.
“Is it true, you are named Uqzy, little girl.”
“Yes, and is it true that you are a fairy who carries messages from my beloved?” ask her enthusiastically.
“Previous, let me ask you, what is your lover's name, son?”
“Syams. Syamsun Badrun from Aris.”
“It turns out to be true, this pure sacred love story has enveloped them, the inner” of the hooded woman.
“This is a letter from your lover, if you have time, read it and I will wait for the reply.”
the writing was already seen, he realized, it is true this is the writing of his lover because once they when doing the task of seeing each writing.
“Thank you fairy godmother,” said Uqzy while hugging the warm hooded woman.
“Is that happy you?”
“Yes, it has long been this happiness does not perch in my heart.”
The letter begins with a prayer :
O Allah, the Lord of the Worlds. Your knowledge covers everything. Both visible and hidden. Secrets and mysteries hidden in the hearts of the people, open to You. For nothing has escaped your sight. You are the one who hears do’a from those in need when they turn to You
Then Sham began to go to Uqzylail :
My beloved, do you also feel what I feel? You are the cause of my pain, as well as my cure. You are everything.
I risked myself to meet you
Why is everyone telling me to stop?
People, don't understand!
My beloved is my soul and body.
How could I leave you?
Promise me that you will always be faithful so that I can take you with me. Take care of my jewel that I put on you. And I, here, will always try to meet you.
If you miss, put your beautiful verse on the wind, for it will bring me. Or even, give me a little sweet peck so I can taste it. But I will also be angry,
because with a sassy, the wind can caress your beautiful lips. What am I supposed to do? To whom should I complain?
