Tafakur Love Mualaf

Tafakur Love Mualaf
Shalawat Ya Tarim



Coming home from school, Syansa sat in the dining room. His face looked glum, only he understood. What is really thought, and not good at heart.


"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Fiha.


"I'm not why-why Mother." replied Syansa.


"Yes, if you don't want to tell a story. Mother also will not force." said Fiha.


"Yes Mother." replied Syansa.


Syansa did not want to say that she liked Umar. His childhood friend, who often plays home. It feels the feeling of clapping one hand, not a couple riding a guarantee. No need to enliven, while the village. Syansa chose to hum the shalawat only, to become solace.


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Baldatun al - Auliya’


Baldatun al - Auliya’


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Bijahi Ba ‘Alawi


Bijahi Ba ‘Alawi


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Saqqofuna waliyyun


Saqqofuna waliyyun


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Al - Muhdlor wal ‘Aydarus


Al - Muhdlor wal ‘Aydarus


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Al - Haddad wal ‘Athos


Al - Haddad wal ‘Athos


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Wa jamii 'i alwalii


Wa jamii 'i alwalii


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Wa hum dhuriyatun


Wa hum dhuriyatun


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Bijauah annabi


Bijauah annabi


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Bijaahu.


Bijaahu.


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


Syai’.. Syai’..


After her heart calmed down a little, Syansa entered the bathroom. He wants to take a shower soon, because it's time for extracurricular activities. At 16:00 he swung his hand out of the house after saying goodbye. Two-wheeled vehicles driven by him, drove to the school where he studied.


"Eh Syansa, have you come?" ask Umar.


"If you're at school, it means you've come." replied Syansa.


"Oh yeah, you weirdo." Umar patted his eel, as if to blame his own actions.


"I was first, I was in a hurry." Syansa chose to leave immediately, not wanting to linger.


That afternoon Aliya did not participate in extracurricular activities, apparently falling while playing basketball still hurts. Syansa has entered the extracurricular room, which is filled with many students and students.


"Syansa, you've finally come. I've been waiting for you." said Kichi.


"Don't wait, I'm a long time coming." Sansa smiled at him.


"No matter, if it has to be full. Most importantly, we'll go home later." Kichi seduces Syansa.


"We'll see, yes, if my mother allows it." replied Syansa.


Extracurricular activities have begun, the teacher explained about the law of tajwid. Humans sometimes forget, need to be repeated even though they already understand. Nor reluctant, Syansa wanted to ask.


"Syansa, what don't you understand?" ask the teacher.


"I don't understand, page eight two" replied Syansa.


The sun had sunk, there lived a figure of gaping twilight. Showing a golden light at the top of the sky. There's a shadow of the Syansa on earth, riding a motorcycle towards home. Fiha opened the door when he heard the greeting.


"Have you come home, baby?" ask Fiha.


"It's Mother." replied Syansa.


Syansa had performed the Ashar prayer at the school mosque. So go home, just rest. Syansa looks at her childhood photo, with Umar and Aliya.


"When I was a kid, Aliya and I dropped ice at the same time. But you pay more attention to it. You wiped the cream that was spilled on his shirt, and let me clean it myself." Syansa flicked her second photo.


On the way home, Hasbi saw the grandmothers starving. He asked for rice on every road user. The only one who would give, only Hasbi. Grandma immediately left, after saying a word of thanks.


"Darling, how's today's sale going?" ask Fiha.


"It's at a moderate stage, neither going up nor going down" Hasbi replied.


"Thank God" said Fiha.


"Whatever it is say alhamdulillaah, so that you do not become a kufr deliciously." replied Hasbi.


Hasbi went inside the bathroom, to clean himself up. Not long after, Hasbi was out. He saw Yunah, Shansa, and Fiha gathering together.


"What are you talking about?" ask Hasbi.


"Turn a cat with three-colored fur" replied Fiha.