The Blood Of God's

PLAY FOR ME #02

how happy it would be if all desires were achieved.there is no such thing as sadness.there is only joy.really?

sometimes pain teaches man to mature in view of life.The pain of abandonment will make man realize that the world is not a place for happiness. but happiness is not the right word to describe it.

are we happy when what we want is done? it's not happiness it's just joy.happy, broader than happiness.

some say that in the face of grief, a human being must be sincere.but is it really so? it seems that a suitable word representing that feeling is not sincere, but willing.because sincere, it is not willing, but absolute obedience of a servant.

example in the Qur'an. Every Surah scattered, there are 114 Surahs and 6,666 verses that are impaled in the word. All Surahs always have a theme and it is revealed in the title of Surah.for example An-Nas, the, it is about man and his weaknesses. Al-Falaq talks about dawn and the primacy and mystery behind it, but of all Surahs, there is one that seems out of sync, both in terms of theme and title.

Surah Al - Ikhlas.

does it mention in Surah the word sincerity? the theme and title are not related at all, but is it? is that sincere? it turns out that sincerity is absolute obedience, not absolute willingness. sincerity is the absolute doctrine of the substance of God itself, not of man, nor of any other being. when it comes to other beings, the, so willingness more accurately represents the feeling.not sincere.human often misguided in understanding it. but also happy to immerse themselves in misunderstanding the meaning behind a word.

...****...

forty days of grief have passed.The Ali family, nor the Lasantu family back knitting pieces of heart and despair that had splattered and scattered in the corner of the heart that was injured by the absence of loved and respected people.

Inayah was again busy with her work as a law enforcement officer.the woman had a high work ethic as her late father. the woman now occupies the second position in the regional police leadership structure.her rank as Assistant Commissioner of Police led her to occupy the position as deputy Chief of Police Gorontalo District. the decree was received on the fortieth day of the anniversary of Trias Ali's death.

the handover ceremony has been carried out. already a week, Inayah served as the number two person in the public office of the regional police.she still maintained her attitude and time began to run again.

...*****...

Ali's residence was officially occupied by Inayah, while his residence in Puri Manggis Residence was handed over to Haidar. As for Lasantu's residence, which was equipped with a private dojo owned by the late Azkiya, belonged to Haanish. the two teenagers underwent the same education at the campus of Sultan Amai Gorontalo State Islamic University (UIN), just different faculties and programs.

Haidar, as a potential heir to Buana Asparaga Tbk, is expected to further bring the family business empire towards a better direction then take education in business management. he is a spearhead candidate of companies engaged in various fields such as agriculture, industry and extractives which are the basis of this company.

Haanish prefers education in the field of international relations. he is not too interested in leading the company.The young man prefers adventure.he is very active in nature lovers activities.

however, Inayah has planned the best things for her children in the future.at least that is according to her.

...*****...

the campus introduction orientation period (OPAK) for UIN Sultan Amai Gorontalo just ended a week ago. the MABA (New Students) or early semester UIN students are required to immediately fulfill the learning administration by the Admin/TU officer by email.

a girl, somewhat wavy-haired and dressed in decent clothes stepped into the grounds of the Campus.the woman had a beautiful face with exotic skin. what makes it even more interesting is the pair of eyeballs that are grayish-green, very different from the color of the eyeballs of other local students.

the woman did not wear the hijab even though she was Muslim, but just wrapped the veil around her neck and covered some of her wavy black hair.

the woman is Mahreen Nurmagonegov, a foreign student who is a student member of a student exchange program between Indonesia and Russia. the girl took a leisurely step down the concrete-covered streets that were printed in the style of bricks that were connected to each other.her footsteps swayed casually when the sound of other women calling out to her.

"Wait.." exclaimed the woman with half-run steps.His breathing sounded irregular.

Mahreen looked.who is this woman? is he a freshman like me?

"Hi.." said the beautiful jilbaber. "You're a student of that exchange program, right?" he shouted in a cheerful voice and then reached out his hand. "Can contacts? I'm Callista Waroka. if you?"

Mahreen nodded flatly. "I'm Mahreen Nurmagonegov" he replied, holding out his hand to shake Callista's hand.

"Can we both walk?" ask Callista.

"Couldn't we be the same way?" answer Mahreen again.

Callista laughs. "Totally so."

the two arrived at the lecture hall. diselasar had gathered many students who were busy reading digital sheets whether it was announcements, lecture schedules, class groups and so on. Mahreen joined the crowd of students.

"Which group are you?" ask Callista.

"Class A." replied Mahreen.

Callista nodded and then turned around and stepped casually out of the crowd.Jelbaber was sitting quietly on a row of long benches located in that place. Mahreen approached Callista who sat back and pulled out the device and activated it. A holographic display appeared and Callista was busy pressing and sorting through the holographic display sheets that appeared before him.

Mahreen sat down and observed her new best friend, and the girl was surprised to see a holographic display of the schedule on the digital board.

"Lho's? how can you access that schedule?" asked Mahreen in surprise.

Callista nodded his head for a moment towards the front. Mahreen followed the direction of the jilbaber nod.he found a wireless fidelity antenna device that sticking out a little at the corner of the inner ceiling near the digital board that was crowded with students.

"This campus has a public space that we can access at any time, including schedules, grouping of students and some other public things.even we can transfer tuition payments through this public application." callista said with a smile back to reading the holographic schedule before him.

"Ah, why didn't you say?" gerutu Mahreen's. "I don't have to go with them."

Callista smile. "The digital board is intended for the lower middle students who do not have a device like us - we are the upper middle class." replied the jubbaber.

Mahreen again glanced for a moment at the crowd of students. Callista took a breath. "Looking at them, I often feel grateful for my existence that is always fulfilled." the volume then looked at the crowd that still exists. "The Global Trade Area has had a big impact on this country, the weak are being crushed and the strong are getting stronger." he said in a concerned tone. "If I wasn't rich, I would have joined the crowd."

Mahreen smiled faintly. "You're right, though the bulkhead is invisible but clearly visible."

💻"Cholil? what's up?" ask Callista.

💻"You've been there for a long time?" asked the man whose face was clearly displayed on the holographic screen, the same face was identical to the face of the jilbaber. both were apparently pairs of dampit twins.

💻"A little more I'm back." replied Callista. "What's wrong? don't you have to go home today too? what's in Canberra?"

💻"There's still a little business, cute Callista.." Cholil, his twin brother. "The mother called you, but she said she could not connect, so Mother called me.... Bunda said, he still had a little meeting with the board of directors of Buana Asparaga Tbk. The meeting itself was held in Jakarta. After that Mother will go to West Sumatra, Indonesia, revisiting the mines of Buana Asparaga that are there. It looks like Mommy will be out there for a long time."

💻"Then Ramanda herself?" ask Callista.

💻"Lho? Ramanda is the same as your friend Yunda dear." replied Cholil again mocking.

in the family, Dewinta Basumbul, the mother of the twins did introduce special calls in their family. Cornell Waroka, the father and head of the family, is called Ramanda, which means father. Dewinta himself calls himself Mother but is often abbreviated by his two children as 'mother' only. Cholil is called Rakanda which means the same as the term brother in English, and Callista is called Ayunda.

💻"Oh yes?" callista said, then laughed. "Forgot.." he added. "Yes, then. later after taking care of all the administration, I went straight home." after that Callista deactivated all the holographic sheets and saved the gadget back.

"I want to go to the faculty building first, want to complete some unfinished administration" Callista said then rose. "God willing, we will meet again."

Mahreen laughed softly. "Do you know where I live? his banter made Callista chuckle.

"Say. later I'll be mining you. You're my first friend on campus today.just consider it a step forward to become a better friend."

Mahreen mentioned his boarding address and Callista smiled.

"Well, I'll call you back, okay?" callista said, then waved and turned around to leave the passageway. Mahreen finally busied himself.he pressed a button on an object like a circular digital watch on his left wrist.

the object then widened and formed a mini tablet with a holographic image transmitter.On the holographic keyboard Mahreen typed the name of the electronic site from UIN Sultan Amai Gorontalo and moments later appeared several views. the hooded girl observed the displays.she pressed a holographic sheet that displayed the lecture schedule.after which the girl deactivated her equipment and got up and stepped away from the place that was still filled with academic community.

...******...

the sound of alarm startled Haanish who was sleeping. his body immediately curved awake between conscious and not. with eyes that are still half closed, and, the long-haired, shoulder-length young man reached out and pressed down on a cube-shaped tool.

from the device poked out a holographic face of a man he was heavily clenched with. With a breath, the young man grumbled.

"Uhm.. you.." she said slowly.

"Yes! me! Why why?" challenge that holographic face. "It's noon, woy! getup! when do you want to get that?" hardik the man.

"Aaahhh. Chounan. I'm lazy to hear your thongs. It's still morning, and you ruined it with your bird-like voice." ledek Haanish who sat hugging his knee is still wrapped in a thick blanket.the man is naked. his plain torsonya displays the curves of the cutting style that makes it look hottish. next to him was a mound hiding behind a blanket Haanish was wearing.

as if knowing what his brother was doing, the face of the man who was in the holographic display, was none other than Haidar Ali becoming tense.

"Astaghfirullahal adhziim! Nish... What are you doing?! you are that way again?! " hardik Haidar with a huff.

Haanish laughed noticing that the brother caught him wet.The young man flicked the blanket leaving the upper half of the naked girl's body exposed by her brother. Haidar cursed in the ancient Gorontaloan language.

"Keep that stinking sight away from me!" hardik Haider.

Haanish laughed again, he was most pleased to harass his white-blooded brother. Haidar was very pious in all corners of his life.The man was educated very strongly in matters of religion by Trias and Kenzie until the young man should be a Sufi in the midst of a hedonistic life that plagues the world.

the young man again covered the body of the woman beside him then looked at Haidar.

"Why are you bothering me so early?" haanish asked with a cloudy face. That yayoi handsome face looked annoyed.

"Mama invited us to dinner at her residence.you do not bother anymore, cliche reasons you have been lazy I said it to Mama." said Haidar.

"This morning you woke me up just to say this?!" pekik Haanish then cussed Haidar with gorontalo language as well.

"Be careful what you say is Haanish! you're swearing at me huh?!" haidar again.

"Alright, My Lord Crown Prince." said Haanish again insinuated the status of the eldest son in the Lasantu family. "Tell Mama, I'll come."

"Don't miss you again!" menacam Haider.

"Yes, yes." replied Haanish with a rumored face.Holographic face Haidar Ali was gone leaving a quiet room and a quiet atmosphere.

Haidar took a breath and rose to his feet with his heavy, squiggly naked body towards the bathroom. the man activated the shower with a clap of hands and warm water flowed profusely wet the man's temporary body.

when Haanish came out of the bathroom, the woman woke up and put on her clothes.

"Not showered?" asked Haanish who had been wearing those shower pajamas.

"No. Let me take a shower in my house." refused the woman while wearing makeup, beautifying her face.

"I'm going to college" Haanish said. "Let's see each other after my lecture hours are over."

the woman just nodded then took a step and walked out of the room. Haanish just looking through the window, she climbed down the stairs and entered the Mercedes-Benz version 288 and drove out of the Lasantu residence.[]