Special Journey

Special Journey
Episode 14



I tried to neutralize my feelings just after my eyes opened.


I felt our bus stop.


I heard the sound of dawn from the mosque right in front of us stop.


" mother.. Brother wants to pee "


Kia pulled the end of my veil.


" well then.. Let's get off "I'll take you off the bus.


The sound of dawn was clearer as I got out of the bus.


By jove...


Allahuahbar...


Who is the owner of the voice?


Very good to hear and very touching.


Me and I went to the toilet of the mosque and it turned out so many people who wanted to perform dawn prayers here.


I finished making the little water I cleaned myself.


The cold water that wobbled my body made me shiver a little.


After cleaning myself and I went back to the bus, seeing people who were solemn in their prayers accompanied by alphatihah readings and short letters that were so melodious, it made my heart more comfortable.


There is a longing for the creator in my heart.


I want my puerperium to soon be so excited that I may soon be able to return to worship near to God, the creator of this universe.


After praying I saw the passengers back on the bus, without exception anisa and Yusuf.


By jove..


I was again amazed by the handsome look of Yusuf who wore a black squat on his head.


" astagfirullah... Forgive me god's servant "after realizing I immediately threw away my sight, before Joseph realized that I was the center of my attention.


" kia is awake? " nisa rubbed kia's head as she passed my chair and kia.


" it's sister nisa, but she's hungry" replied kia.


" this om yusuf has chocolate for kia " answered nisa.


" deck.. Excuse me first if you want to ask for it, play a snatch "sewot yusuf.


" oh, my god... Not his brother said this brother bought specifically for kia, so what's the problem anyway? " i again heard the quarrel of Joseph and Nisa.


But without a doubt, Joseph again.


" it's kia.. Kia likes chocolate? " tanya nisa while giving oreo bread chocolate flavor to kia.


" like sister nisa "kia take her bread.


" thank you sister Nisa, thanks to you Yusuf ".


Saying with a smile, I represent you to thank nisa and Yusuf.


I was surprised when I saw them change position, now Yusuf is sitting right behind my chair which was originally occupied by nisa.


I am grateful that a position like this will be more difficult for me and Yusuf to see,


After spending the oreo giving nisa, ah probably right his giving of joseph, kia back to sleep.


" kia must be tired y nak "I said to myself while looking at the little face of kia.


Now I move the kia sitting in the chair beside me to my grill, so that she can be more comfortable and I want to continue hugging her.


' I'm sorry, mom, I have to part with Abi' my inner moaning. What a matter of his reminiscence all the deeds of mas haikal.


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Now our trip is only 1 hour away.


I felt uneasy, I was afraid I would have to start telling me where I was about the problem I was facing.


Sooner or later my family will ask.


Many times I took a deep breath and then I threw it away heavily.


I tried to breathe with relief.


May God provide ease in my every difficulty. Aamiins.


But on the one hand I can't wait to meet my parents and sister who is now almost a husband, hopefully soon become a father after getting married.


There's a fear of losing fariz in my heart.


What if he changes after marriage?


Will his wife's family be able to accept Fariz wholeheartedly?


Indirectly I was afraid Fariz suffered the same fate as me.


Astagfirullah...


I immediately dismissed all my prejudices.


Dret...


My phone's voice is shaking.


" assalamualaikum "greet me to the women across the street.


It's.. They were a group of women who came to accompany my gloomy day. My friends are already part of my family.


" waalaikumussalam. "they replied, except for Valent's brother who is non-Muslim.


Kmi make a vidio call from each mobile phone.


" why not tell me non? " ask valen.


" he sorry brother I'm a little uncomfortable playing mobile phone on the bus, I got a little dizzy "my answer.


" have you reached home? " ask ana again.


" not yet brother, God willing, 1 hour to the house, you again in each house? " ask me back.


" yes.. Want to go to the house of bad tone I look to their messraan "answered sister ana.


Ja.. Sis tone and her husband are indeed a couple tweeted according to our persi, because they are always sticky like stamps and so the most perfect parents for ferel, their only child who is only 2 years old.


" i take you to the hospital you don't want to na "sung kak valen.


" yes already nun, my toy singles just home to the doank hospital, bored also nun times " sock ana.


We laughed too.


" kia sleep huh?, miss also the same you guys fah "sister tone nongol on the screen of our mobile phone.


" god... Nada, can the condition is not your shirt? "


kak ana protests after seeing kak tone using shorts that are only 3/4 of her thighs in combination with a tangtop.


" what the hell is nuna, it's normal. If in the house of the reward is this "answer kak tada di accompanied by his laughter.


" yes it may be but do not again vidio call the same we also nad time "sung kak valen pitched protest as well.


" god... Who's the handsome guy behind you is fah ".


Sis tone immediately grabbed the pillow beside her to cover her open chest.


He was startled when he saw Yusuf standing in the back seat, as if Yusuf was about to switch positions again with nisa.


" but he's really handsome right? Honestly you guys." brother don't want to lose.


" that's a man's husband, noh his wife is next to "my original answer, while showing the face of Anisa on my phone screen.


" assalamualaikum sis "without asking nisa to wave her hand at them.


But it is different from the reaction of Joseph. He glanced at me. Obviously it's a dislike look.


" don't have a crush on my husband y sis" continued nisa again.


Haha... We laughed in unison.


Plating.


Joseph again struck nisa's eel, this time harder than before.


" already yeah.. I'll go back to sleep, when I get to you guys, okay. "I pulled my phone from nisa's face.


" afiifah." brother valen called me in a soft voice.


I obviously know how they feel.


" no papa sis, I've been much calmer, don't be too kasian on me sis, I don't like, just pray for me and kia ". My words convinced them.


" you have to be strong, I'm sure you'll get a better replacement someday.


" don't pray I get another husband, brother, let me just pray brother and sister valen to soon be found with your soul mate, of course his soul mate for the world ahirat " I smiled at them.


" no papa donk pray you get another husband, get better and sholeh of course "


" yes yes.. Aamiins. Thank you for the beautiful prayer nan sholihah, May brother and sister valen also soon found with the right soul mate, do not be traumatized by my household problems, do not be a household for example, do not be a household for example, if you want to look for examples, examples of kak tada and mas bram "answer me all the advice for kak valen and kak ana.


" yes already.. Later again well, happy working career woman, do not be fierce with the patient "I smile as the cover of our chat.


Very happy feeling surrounded by good people.


Of course it makes me grateful.


God created everything in this world with two sides.


One of those meetings and a farewell.


After deciding to separate from the haikal mas, I was ready with all the bad possibilities that would happen.


I've prepared both my hands to cover my ears from people's scathing comments.


My life will not stop just because I have to separate from the haikal mas.


I will continue to move even if later with a limp, when I fall I will continue to try to rise.


I believe this is God's plan to get me closer to HIM.


" mother.. I'm sitting here, huh? " suddenly nisa moved to sit next to me.


" who why? "ask me confused.


" no papa, I'm getting bored near bang yusuf "I smiled at nisa's answer.


" if not because you are insistent on asking to use the bus, brother already up to the house now deck, you are the one who wants a lot ".


Send yusuf from behind.


" okay okay.. Anisa's wrong, but my brother likes it because of nisa's desire brother so met mbak fifah "the temptation of anisa.


I just nodded at their behavior.


" hey.... Glad to be hanky, brother's body crumbles his sense of " replied Yusuf again.


" so quickly marry so that there can be a mijit brother "


" already.. Not tired of you fighting mute" I separated their quarrels.


" know this old man "nisa glanced back.


Now Yusuf moved back to his side bench, right behind me.


" grandfather... Hmmm can Anisa confide in a little? It may also consult the same mbak, but this is a household problem "anisa grinning a horse.


" but if mbak afiifah is not comfortable not papa, anisa does not mean "


Connect her.


" what do you want to ask? " i smiled at him. I know he must be feeling bad.


" hmmm "he seemed to think.


" why?, say no papa "I shifted my position slightly to align our position.


" sir.. 1 month I plan to apply, that means soon I will get married "nisa start talking.


" trus? " i'm waiting for the story to go on.


" but I feel too young to get married soon" she cut back on her conversation.


" how old are you? " ask me.


" 25 years" she answered.


" what age do you think someone is married at? "


" 28 maybe, nisa don't know mbak, but why is nisa still a little doubt y mbak? "


On his face was clearly fear.


" actually for a woman aged 25 it is mature enough to get married, if in view of age, but marriage is not a matter of age, but a problem of mental and physical readiness ".


I started to get serious about the direction of our conversation.


" how if after marriage Anisa also have to experience the name of divorce mbak?". I smiled at her words.


"why? Are you afraid of being a kayak? " ask me again.


" i'm sorry if nisa's making me uncomfortable". she's holding both my hands.


" it's okay Anisa, I don't feel offended or hurt, it's natural that you feel afraid, not just you, it's you, maybe there are also many out there who are afraid to get married because they are afraid to divorce, not only women, men are also many like-minded, too, so now many married men whose age is quite mature ".


" right mbak, perhaps bang yusuf one example of his man hehehehe ". Nisa turned her head towards the man she called the elder brother.


" do not carry the name of brother "sergak yusuf.


Nisa and I laughed again.


" but nisa is serious, nisa still hesitates ". He continued his story.


" anisha.. Maybe Maak can not give you advice in the household, because mbak alone failed to maintain the household mbak, but.. If you are still in doubt, believe yourself first, straighten out your intention in marriage solely because of God, but of course there must be love between nisa and husband "


obviously me again.


" mbak love, I love him, even I feel he is a good man from a good family, he is independent, economically established. I'm sure she and her family can accept Anisa wholeheartedly ". Continue her.


" well that is also the most important in nis marriage, good relations between the two families, because marriage is not only between nisa and husband, but also nisa family and nisa husband's family "


" one more, make a lesson from all things that are not good, take his wisdom, make the motivation to be good. Do not equate our destiny with the destiny of others, do not equal the fate of nisa and destiny mbak. Berhusnu'zon to allah. Prejudice good with the destiny of God, is not god according to the prejudices of his servant?, do not ever get tired of learning to be good so that it can be better again nis "


Nisa seemed to seriously hear the advice from me.


" makasi mbak, happy to meet and tell the same mbak fifah "


" hmmm even grateful to be able to meet you nis, hopefully your wedding plan smoothly yes ". I rubbed the back of his hand that was grasping my hand earlier.


" are you in school? ". We switched our conversation.


" god willing this new teaching will only be kind, pray we become good smart children and sholihah yes "


" aamiin mbak " answered nisa.