That Storm Must've Passed

Greetings

"Shocked? That's my condition to this day.."

"You made me speechless Din..."

"Until now I'm just a young wife who has no rights" I added.

"Even so, I don't want to give up. Indeed, I will not make him keep his promise. But I'm looking for another way to keep me in my current situation."

"You mean?"

"Yes, I have no hope in the future to stay with him until one of us faces him. I shouldn't have accepted her offer to marry him in the first place. But what can be done, I was forced to make this decision because I was no longer able to survive my condition at that time. I think the hijrah at that time was better than me surviving the situation that was pressing me so much."

"What situation do you mean Din?"

"As I've said, I can't go back to my family with the conditions I've been told."

"Until when will you survive Din?"

"Let's go, I just wish there was a miracle for me,"

For a while our chat stopped. I'm waiting for what Hendi will say. What was in his mind.

I walked towards the parking lot and intended to go home soon, when suddenly my phone shook again.

"What will you do after knowing your current situation Din? I mean, do you have a plan?"

I thought for a moment before replying to Hendi's chat.

"Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do yet. I'll just follow his scenario."

"If we had met..."

Hendi's words left me pensive for a moment.

"Why indeed?"

"After graduating Junior High, where did you continue?" ask without answering my question.

"What is Din...If I could know?"

"Yes.I would love to move at that time."

"You mean Din?"

"Yes, I really want to worship as a Muslim. Meanwhile, the aunt who took care of me did not like my choice. So I had to leave him back home." I explained.

"But wasn't it your parents back then...?"

"Indeed, but at that time I tried secretly."

"Mmm...so?"

"At first my family objected. But I showed you that in the academic field my grades did not disappoint my mother. At that time, my father was already before us. So for me at that time it was not too difficult to achieve my goal of becoming the Muslimah I wanted"

"Wait for Din...Have you got a boyfriend??" Ask Hendi, as if curious.

"I mean??" I'm confused.

"I mean.what makes you want to hijrah it. Who knows if there are influences from someone, such as a girlfriend..." Evidently.

"Yes not laa.. Ever since I was a child, I have wanted to be a Muslim. It's just that since the late papa was so authoritarian, I didn't have the courage to."

"Mm..despite that time I've tried to find your whereabouts, and where do you apply for High School.but nil. You've returned to your town."

"Are you really looking for me, Hen?" aska I want to know.

"True Din . I can only hope one day to see you again. And alhamdulillaah when it finally came. Although this is only this limited at the moment. But I'm so happy." Hendi.

Hendi's confession made me silent for a while, even I was embarrassed to ask why he was looking for my whereabouts at that time. Hendi's words seemed to hint at something that made my heart touched while making my chest tight.

This afternoon I want to get home. My head hurts so much that I want to immediately put my body in bed. Somehow Hendi's words on the side made me happy, but on the other hand it made me feel sad.

To be honest, I felt like a teenager who had just known the feeling of love. Somehow thinking about Hendi's words made me want to go back in time.