Tafakur Love Mualaf

Shalawat Al'Itiraf (Illahilas Tulil Firdaus)

Illahilas tulil paradise ahlan

wala akwan ala narri jahimi

Fahabli taubatan waghfir

Fainnaka ghafirudz 'adzimi

Dzunubi mitslu 'adadadirrimaali

Fahabli taubatan ya dzal jalaali

Wa 'umri haqisun fi kulli yaumin

Wa dzambizzaidun kaifa

Muqirrambiidz dzunuubi waqadda'aaka

Divine 'abdukal 'aasi ataaka

Faintaghfir fa an la lidzaka

Wa intathrud famannarjuu

Divine lastu lil firdausi ahlaa

Wa laa aqwa 'alaa naaril jahiimi

Taubataw waghfir dzunuubi

Fa innaka ghofirudz dzam bil 'adhiimi

Aliya approached Syansa, who was humming the shalawat.

"Syansa, what is the title of the shalawat you sing about?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, shalawat Al'Itiraf or often called also Illahilas tulil paradise" replied Syansa.

"Want me to download, it looks good" Aliya said.

"Yes, just download it. Or ask to send from me too." replied Syansa.

Aliya clicked the download button, to get the beautiful sound. He wanted to hear it, to make the heart more calm. Syansa stepped her feet, heading into the classroom. Syansa looks at Kichi, who is sitting.

"Syansa, today is going to play bicycle to the temple?" ask Kichi.

"So dong, why should it be canceled." replied Syansa.

"Who knows your mother won't let you go" Kichi said.

"My mother was busy at the office with Dad. I'm disinclined if I'm alone, I think there's a lonely soul." Syansa smile.

"The evidence is that you are single now, it means being at home" said Kichi.

"That's about status, about living the day now I want to be with family" replied Syansa.

"Heheh, yes too." Kichi just chuckled.

"Get out yuk!" take Syansa.

Kichi just nodded his head, then stepped out of the classroom. Aliya smiled to see that Syansa was back.

"Yes there." replied Syansa.

"Please dong, you don't reject me anymore. I want to take you on a walk, along with Umar." Aliya pleads.

Syansa actually felt bad. "Sorry Aliya, I have an appointment. Me and Kichi are going, somewhere."

"You were always with him, unwilling to take me and Umar with you. Please Syansa, I want us to take three pictures" Aliya said.

"I'm sorry Aliya. I can't, we better split up." replied Syansa honestly.

”The more I get near Umar and you, the harder it will be to get rid of these feelings.” Inner Syansa.

While on the other hand, there was Fiha and Hasbi who were both alone in the corner. It's not that they're unprofessional, but now it's time to take a break. Spending time alone doesn't hurt, does it?

"Eh Fiha, we go inside yuk!" bring Hasbi.

"Where, baby, I want to be here" replied Fiha.

"Yes, if that's what we're having fun here" Hasbi said.

"Don't ah, shame on seeing people." replied Fiha.

Hasbi brought her face closer to Fiha's. But suddenly there was the sound of the doorknob, along with a ducking motion. Fiha immediately drew Hasbi's hand, so as to walk after him. Fiha opened the closet, then forced Hasbi's body.

"Hurry in there!" fiha's Order.

"Yes, yes, baby. But why here, is there no other place." Hasbi protest.

"Here you go, just follow." Fiha also entered, and closed the closet door.

The one who opened the door was Tris. He hummed ria, while opening the closet. The face that was originally relaxed, became helplessly limp. The three of them were both screaming, when the closet door was opened by Tris' hand.

"Yeah!" The strong voice broke the silence.

"What are you two doing?" Tris silly, crossed her hands on her chest.

Fiha came out of the closet. "It's like you're closing your hands, as if there's some danger lurking."

"Not a lurking danger, but I reflex. Didn't expect, you guys would do something here." Tris unites the left and right hands.

Hasbi was also outside the closet. "It's not what you think it is. We were alone, but heard the door open. Fiha was afraid of being caught by friends, so he chose to hide."

Fiha and Tris reworked the task, when Hasbi had already passed from before them. Tris was still imagined, with what she had seen earlier.

"Fiha, are you sure that's the only fact?" asked Tris, who was still curious.

"Yes, that's all." replied Fiha.

While on the other hand, looks Filda who is justifying the chain of his bike. He rubbed his oil-filled hands, with wide leaves from roadside plants.

"Hey, is your bike broken?" ask a man.

Filda raised her head, then looked with sparkling eyes. "Sister Ali, have you returned?"

"Yes, who are you?" ask Ali.

"Huh, it's me Filda. The time of the brother forgets, but used to play together." he replied.

Ali just smiled, not expecting the beautiful girl in front of him was Filda. After many years of wandering dispel the heartbreak, when abandoned Aqila forever.