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love song

Indonesian students often laugh at Egyptians like this, "We are the Indonesians who have a very large park, a replica of the Indonesian tribe, to surround it is not enough on foot. We still call it a mini park. We call it Taman Mini Indonesia Indah. While this park which is only a few hectares has been called International Park. Sometimes the Egyptians answered casually, "That is the difference between the Indoneans and the Egyptians. Indonesian people are too low self-esteem, too min-der with his ability, and can not motivate themselves. The Egyptians were always confident. Always able to motivate yourself! We can internationalize the small." So usually the Indonesians will be silent while continuing to grumble in the heart, "Basar the Egyptians the son of Pharaoh, so arrogant!"

Cut Mala and Tiara have reached the gates of Hadiqah. The gate just opened. Some Egyptians entered. They're sporting clothes. Two Acehnese girls came in. Tiara invited him to sit on a long bench. The sky looks bright. Birds fly from tree to tree. From the east, between the multi-storey buildings appeared a reddish light that slowly became yellow - brass. The sun appears as if smiling at the earth.

"What are you talking about, sister?" Ask Cut Mala.

"I want to ask you a little help, brother." Answer Tiara.

"What is Brother?"

"Look, I'm in a bit of a serious situation. I'm asking you not to open this thing to anyone.

Yesterday I got a call from Aceh. From father. He said I was proposed by an Ustadz. His name is Ustadz Zulkifli. He was one of the ustadz in the older brother pesantren. But he never taught his brother. Because when he entered the pesantren, brother was already second grade aliyah. And he taught in first grade. So you don't know exactly how special he is. Dad told me, he said Ustadz Zulkifli had a boarding school with your brother, Kak Fadhil. I ask you to please convey my situation to Brother Fadhil. What better decision should I make? Should I accept the proposal or what? In two days, Dad's gonna call to ask for my assurances. Father gave it up completely to me."

"Actually from the innermost conscience how did Kak Tiara? Accept or refuse? "

"I don't know Dik."

"The first reaction of the heart to hearing the proposal was how Kak?"

"Ordinary habits. Because I don't really want to get married. I want to get married after college. But you said if I wanted to, Ustadz Zulkifli would come to Egypt. I can't make a decision yet. Please tell this to Brother Fadhil. I want to know his opinion as consideration. He probably knows Ustadz Zulkifli well, and he knows me too."

"Alright Brother, my brother's trust is soon fulfilled, Insha Allah."

Tiara's heart was relieved to hear Cut Mala's reply. Actually he wanted to tell Cut Mala, that he loved Fadhil, his brother, but he did not until the heart conveyed it. It is shame that prevents it. During this time he could only feel without being able to confirm whether Fadhil

have the same feeling or not. He wanted to hear Fadhil's comments about his problem to look for clues and cues as to what Fadhil's attitude really was to him.

He wants to find a clue that Fadhil loves him too. If so, he would prefer to live with his loved ones. He was very sure Fadhil was a good and pious man, as was Ustadz Zulkifli. If so, if told to choose equally well, of course he will choose what has been accepted by his heart. However, he felt that a soul mate sometimes could not be chosen. The soul mate in his belief is chosen. Yes, chosen by God. Man only seeks, strives. And what he did on that morning blind in the spring he believed to be one of his endeavors.

Tiara rose up followed by Cut Mala. Both walked around the park. The Egyptians are coming more and more. Someone ran - a little run. Some just walk the road.

"Mean that Ustadz Zulkifli had studied at Pesantren Ar Treatise Medan Kak?" tanya Cut Mala's. He asked so because Fadhil, his brother completed his secondary education at the boarding school.

"Yes. As far as I know, he time MTs and Aliya in Pesantren Ar Risalah, then studied at LIPIA Jakarta Prograrn I’dul Lughah, after which he taught at pesantren kak." Tiara is long.

"He's not handsome, brother?"

"I don't remember his face anymore. You asked me that.?"

"Can't you, brother?!"

"Yes it's okay. But why are you asking me that?" "If he's handsome, you'll take it, brother." "If you're not handsome?"

"Yes up to Brother. Kan Kakat who made the decision, and brother who will live it is not Mala, hi. hi. hi...." Cut Mala giggles. The two dimples on her cheeks added to the charm of her face.

Tiara gesas.

The girl walked with a heart covered in love. Her heart is blossoming. That afternoon, Cairo he felt like never before. A cool spring, a friendly sun, and a smile from Professor Amani while giving him greetings and prayers of barakah. All painted a beautiful atmosphere that be-lum had felt before. He felt so in the grace and mercy of God for him.

He walks with a heart covered in love. Both her eyes were wet with tears and happy. It was not the first time she cried happily. He had some happy crying.

Once, as soon as his feet first stepped on the land of Egypt, he wept. Also when successfully graduated S.1 two years ago with the title of mumtaz, or summa cumlaude. She is the first student from Southeast Asia to achieve this feat. He also cried with gratitude when he successfully passed the second year post-graduate examination. Graduated after passing a written exam and a heavy oral exam. In the oral exam he had to deal with four professors. Graduated also with the value of mumtaz, so that he did not submit a thesis title. At that moment he felt how close Allah 'Azza wa Jalla . How much God loved him. His prayers and efforts are always served by - His.

And today, she came back crying. Crying happily. His heart was filled with joy - extraordinary. His mind continues to glaze and mendahmid. His soul recites the drizzle of Subhaana Rabbiyal a'la wa bihamdih. Subhaana Rabbiyal a'la wa bihamdih. Subhaana Rabbiyal a’1a... He berbasbih. His thesis proposal was immediately accepted without waiting a long time. It was only one month since his thesis proposal was submitted to Qism Diraasat 'Ulya. 13