Special Journey

Episode 43

Finished the magrib prayer, I spent my weapon time in the balcony of the room.

Just this time I really saw the beauty of twilight, it deserves the connoisseurs of twilight.

Although her presence is short, but almost everyone likes her beauty.

The Alkahfi memorization. I start my night with a kalamullah. I believe the Quran has always brought peace to my life.

It was so solemn, that my phone rang destroying my concentration.

I was lazily looking for a phone that kept ringing. "that's it... Dead again." I haven't had time to answer, yes call is over.

"Oh my God, ten times! Why did Valen call ten times?"

"What's my address?" I opened a message from Valen's sister.

"Hallo sis.". "as soon as my call is connected.

"Iihhh on the phone from earlier unanswered! No, Wa is not in read either! Where the hell is it? Don't you remember us anymore?"

"Yes Allah... Orders or speaking."

"So again naji dibalkon, so there is no sound Hpnya, not forget..."

"Why ask for my address here?"

"Ehh tumben call? Usually also Wa or VC! More pulses huh? He."

"You're in Wa unreturned, want Vc lgi lazy look at your face."

"Kc... Buruan atuh, send your full address."

"What's for, brother? No interest in kidnapping me, right?"

"Brook... Want to kidnap a handsome cop rather than kidnap your widow! I'm waiting for your address now."

"Yes yes... Brother how are you?"

Tut's...

"Astagfirulah... Play it off, not polite." I threw my phone to the bed.

Immediately continue the memorization again.

"May... "

I looked, "Eh mother."

"Sorry mother immediately entered, mother tight from earlier there is no answer,"

"Next another rote?" Mother sat on my map. It seems like Mother wants to talk seriously with me, because Mother is not ordinary - usually nyamperin I go to the room and want to interfere with my teaching. If it is not very important, mother will definitely wait after I finish murajaah.

"Yes bun, what's wrong?" I shut down my Koran, kuciumi. Ending teaching.

Looking at Mother's expression that looked confused, I guess something serious must have happened.

"Bun... Mother why? What you want to say, just say don't hesitate." I hold Mother's hand.

"Hm... Mommy wants to ask you something, can you?" I'm nodding.

"Seriously?" Mother amenatapku sharp.

"Yes bun, seriously ... Just tell me what you want to ask." Change position more facing mother.

"Bun... This Afiifah is the mother's child, Afiifah knows the mother who loves Afiifa the most in this world, so... Tell me whatever you want to ask. Don't be afraid to make Afiifa uncomfortable or offended."

Mother is still silent.

"Bun. "I rocked my mother's arm." Not asking this? If not, Afiifah will continue this murojaah."

"Huh... Ask about Yusuf. Can't you?" Mother looked at.

I just nodded and smiled.

"Mother remember, Yusuf once said that he had been sleeping with his girl for a month... Hmm" Mother hung her words.

"Keep... " I'm smiling." But not a bun girl, exactly a widow."

Plaque... Mother hit my hand slowly.

"Yes Allah... Mother." I'm shocked.

"No problem you're a widow, you're still beautiful, you're young, you have to be confident in your status, the wrong thing is not you, but the man." Her upset face began to appear. Mother always like this, after my divorce with Haikal mas, mother always likes the emotion of hearing all about Haikal mas. A mother's heart, more broken to see her son hurt.

"Haha... Mommy loves emotions when I have discussed my problems with Haikal." I teased mom.

"Kc... Don't mention her name, you're getting more emotional." Mother back pouting.

"Oche... But you can't do that, Afiifa has forgiven Haikal, again this is God's destiny for Afiifa, a test also for mothers and fathers have widowed children."

"Why is the test for my mom?" Mother looked at me again.

"Yes donk. Indirectly you can be ashamed of the status of Afiifa, there must be people who ask questions of Afiifah mother."

"Im sorry Afiifah ya Bun, Afiifah can not rejoice Mother with Father."

"Kc.. What the hell are you anyway? You're not wrong. Don't talk about your past, you want to talk about your future." Mother faces me more.

"Tell me what you want to talk about, seriously like." I got curious.

"Where was it?"

"Oh my goodness... As old as he was, until Joseph had forbidden me." Your Majesty is annoyed, my sense of urgency is getting hot, what kind of thing you want to say.

"Ohh yeah..."

"Mother remembers that Joseph said he had waited a month for an answer from the woman he was applying for, it was you."

"Why did you answer Joseph for so long?" Mother looks serious.

"Hm... Well, maybe that time Afiifa was really not ready, and still doubt." My answer.

"Is it because you're still expecting Haikal?"

I smiled at the wrinkles on my mother's forehead. "Don't like to think of the weight of the bun, until his forehead is wrinkled, the older the round looks."

" Mother is serious." Mother brushed aside my hand that touched her forehead.

"Huh... Not a bun, that's not why. Afiifah also had never expected to return the same mas Haikal again, Afiifah already ridho release her bun,"

"I was Afiifah really not sure full of Joseph's feelings, honestly Afiifah felt insecure with the status of Afiifah."

"However, Joseph deserved a better woman than Afiifa, who was still a girl."

"But you have a taste for Joseph now?" Mother ajakin looked serious.

Again I feel funny with a serious face mom "why? Mother or betrothed Afiifa to Joseph? Or the mother who fell in love with the charm of Joseph? Hm."

"Mother seriously... It's impossible for you to fall in love with Sam Yusuf, it's still okay dad is everywhere."

"Haha.. Tau know, father mah number one, the perfect in the heart of Mother, the only one who can withstand the chattering mother."

"Bun... Huh. Thank you so far never want to interfere with the heart problems of Afiifah, sometimes Afiifah does need time to think alone. Thank you for giving full confidence in Afiifa's life."

"Honestly... Afiifa had doubts about Joseph's feelings, but now Afiifa was convinced that Afiifa also had a taste for Joseph."

"Afiifa needed Joseph to be a good priest for the Apiifa, but unfortunately... Joseph no longer expected Afiifa, bun. And Afiifa had also learned to accept Joseph's decision."

Mother really listened to my words specifically.

"So... How does your majesty like Joseph?"

"Little bit... Afiifa was disappointed when Joseph decided to release Afiifa from his sermon, maybe we really are not fools."

"If someone else wants to talk to you again, would you?" Or will Joseph be preaching you again, still want to?"

"Other people? Afiifa must know who first, but if it is according to his father and mother he is good, his religion is good, his family is good, insayAllah Afiifah will accept, or if it is Joseph, Joseph, if mother and father accept Afiifah also accept. Afiifah... Your father's choice is the best."

"God, bun."

"When are you ready?" Now I can see the smile on my mother's lips.

"Whenever Afiifa is ready, as long as there is a man, not his own marriage, hehehe."

"OKAY. Mommy will say to Daddy, if you accept his proposal, and are ready to get married. Thanks, son." Mother looks very happy.

"Receive application? What does mother mean? Is there someone downstairs who's nagging Afiifa?" I can't hide my curiosity.

Mother nodded while smiling.

"Who's bun?" I'm about to stand up.

"Eh... Went where? Here, don't go down. Suprise for you, anyway you're calm, she's more handsome than your ex-husband, cooler, cooler, better, more established, anyway more everything."

"Who, bun? Afiifah want to see a little, just want to know who the person is, Afiifah promise... Still gonna take his proposal."

"Basak ya Afiifah can't know the guy anyway!" I am confused by your attitude.

"This time the mother will take care of all your marriages, where was your divorce papers first?"

"In the closet." I answered with a broken neck toward the closet.

"Take it!" Mother pushed.

"Bun... This mother seriously want to directly marry Afiifah without telling the person? Mommy seriously Afiifah can not know who the person is?"

"Yes... Let's go get the terms for the wedding."

Mother pushed me in

OH ALLAH...

Mother really deh, the slightest item I can not see who suddenly came my sermon.

I prepared all the requirements for marriage, obviously I am not confused, because this is my second marriage.

Which before, I had also taken care of the requirements to get married.

"It's bun, but still need a letter of the sign** first not bun for the conditions? I think that's all that's lacking."

"That's all? Later mama called Mr. Ahmad, can be arranged." Mother held the map in her hand tightly. Really am... Mother looks very happy.

"Mother seriously, Afiifa can't know who it is?"

Mother nodded. "Just calm... You must like her."

"Not that bun, Afiifah also want to know donk, why he suddenly came to propose, he did not know the lack of Afiifah, how later if after marriage he could not accept the lack of Afiifah? At least Afiifah was convinced that he really wanted Afiifa, Bun."

Ck... Mother is-just there, okay, I just said accept anyone's application as long as he is good according to mother, but not gini too!

Cook want to meet you can not, let suprise.. Ahh what reason is that.

"Mother down first okay. You don't think much, for sure he is a good and responsible man, the father of the same mother already knows the person well."

"Mother out first, continue again aja ngafal and murojaahnya."

"Bun, a minute." I pulled Mother's hand, "Is he Joseph?" ahhh... I still want to know who the prospective husband I have received indirectly.

Mother shakes. "Later you will also know who the person is, we will discuss the plan in the future."

"Without that Afiifah? What is this mother... This is not the marriage of Afiifa, can not Afiifa choose the concept itself?" I'm pasting.

"Say, what kind of wedding concept do you want?" Mother came back to me.

"Hmmm. "I thought for a moment" Ck... Cook can not Afiifah participate in the preparation of the wedding Afiifah anyway, bun."

I still have a chance to know.

"Afiifa believes the same mother right?" My mother covered my face with both hands. Melleh already feeling cold will want to see the gaze of the eyes of the mother who is so warm. I'm nodding.

Alright... I gave up.mom's right, just think of it as a suprise taste for me. The choice of father and mother this time is definitely the best.

"Mother first, you don't forget to continue learning to improve, more self-reliance again to be ready to be a wife. Recall... Farewell to you and your ex-husband is not the fault of Afiifa, Allah will surely give Afiifa the best man." Mother kissed my forehead.

"Thank you mother...

"Afiifah will always remember your message, mother,

"Aphiifa prayed to be an increasingly devoted child, so a better woman, she could take good care of the Afiifah household this time around."

I embrace the body of the woman who has given me this matchless love. My tears uninvited just fell.

After my mother's departure, still my curiosity is getting stronger. But yeah, that's it... My mother forbade me to know.

I was half running, looking for a cell phone that had glands all over the bed. Without thinking I called Yusuf's number.

Tut's... Panghilanku.

"Don't call, I'm on the road. Just wait." message from Yusuf.

"Where are you going or where?" my reply.

"From the office, take the file that was left behind." replies Joseph again.

"Good night, with wink's Cafe&Resto, anything to help?" A woman's answer came from behind the phone.

"It's me, Afiifah. Did Joseph just go to the office?"

"Oh... Ma'am Afiifah! There was mom, only about 5 minutes ago she came home, just for a little while. Looks like something he took, ma'am."

"alright... Thanks to Rin,"

"Together, ma'am."

"What am I thinking? Ck... Whatisthis? Why do I wish that Joseph was downstairs?" I am angry at my own heart.

I was breathing again.

I returned immune to continue my memorization, but the mind was not focused.

"Yes Allah... Not concentrated."

I completed Surah Alkahfi. And open Juz 30, murojaah surah Annaba', again my mind is still messed up.

"Astagfirullah...." Many times I wastighfar, my mind was still behind the men who had come home.

Dret...

"Yusuf... Why'd he call?" When my phone screen showed me the name of Joseph who called.

"Assalamualaikum, what's the matter Suf?" I try to control my feelings.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, why did you call? I was still on the road from the office." The face of Joseph.

Tut's...

I turn it off and return the phone.

"Why turned off?" ask Yusuf.

"No papa, no Video Call, just a regular phone call, please,

"so just want to ask you a word, after a day out of the house, do you have any complaints." my reason.

"Oh... I'm not papa, good health. Thank you for driving me home."

"It's okay... As long as you're always healthy and happy, I close first yes, assalamualaikum."

Without waiting for an answer from Joseph, I immediately turned off my call.

Why was there such sadness and disappointment in knowing that Joseph was not the man who had come to preach me just now.

"Maybe it's not a soul mate." My monologue.