
The higher the tree, the stronger the wind ....
The stronger a person's faith, the greater the trials that befall him ....
Alesha
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It was dusk, Esha stopped his car when he reached the rice fields before entering his village. Esha lowered her car glass. A breeze came in on Esha's face. It had been a long time since Esha had breathed this fresh, rustic air.
Esha got out of her car. His eyes were fixed on the expanse of rice in the yellowing rice fields, birds chirping among the trees, the view of Mount Merapi which adds to the beauty of nature.
"Subhanallah .. This is my homeland. The place I grew up in is full of love and compassion" Esha said in her heart.
Esha got back in her car and continued on her way. After a journey of about 8 hours, Esha finally arrived at his home. Ms. Dahlia was astonished when she heard the sound of a car stopping in front of her house. Ms. Dahlia also stepped out of the house to make sure who came.
Esha got out of her car and pulled out her suitcase. Ms. Dahlia was shocked when her beloved daughter got out of the car.
"Eshaa .. mashaa Allah, is this really Esha Mother's daughter?" shouted Dahlia as she ran towards Esha.
"Mom's Assalamu'alaikum" Esha said with a smile and then kissed her mother's hand.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Esha you finally come home, dear, I miss you very much," said Bu Dahlia and hugged and kissed the princess. Mom Dahlia's eyes were glazed.
"Esha's also kangen at all mother." Esha hugged her mother tightly. Esha wanted to cry in her mother's arms. But Esha
holding back her tears, Esha did not want to make her mother sad.
"Why don't you call Mom if you want to go home? Whose car is this, honey? Who are you going home with?" dahlia asked astonished to see the car that Esha was riding in.
"Esha deliberately did not call Mom because Esha wanted to give a surprise to Mom. Esha is alone, Mom. Aunt Erna and Rosi are busy doing boutiques. This is aunt Erna's car. Esha was given a loan," answered Esha lying to her mother.
"Can you drive a car?"
"Alhamdulillah can be ma'am. Rosi's teaching Esha."
"Okay, your friend is just as tantenya yes" said Ms. Dahlia.
'If only mother knew the truth ..' Esha murmured inwardly.
"Let's go in, baby! you must be tired, right? I just got back from the catering place. I'll cook your favorite food."
Ms. Dahlia took her daughter's hand into the house. Shortly thereafter, the voice of the Maghrib. Finished cleaning themselves, they pray Maghrib congregation. After that, Dahlia went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Tok tok ....
Suddenly there was a sound of the door being pushed. Esha put on her veil and opened the door. It was Amar who came.
"Esha? You home?" amar asked as he rounded his eyes so surprised to see Esha.
"Assalamu'alaikum Mar," said Esha with a smile showing her dimples.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Sorry I forgot to say hello earlier," said Amar while scratching his head that does not itch.
Amar was ashamed of himself. So surprised to see his heart puja home, he forgot not to love greetings.
"When did you get to Sha? Whose car is that?" amar asked as he pointed his finger at the car in front of Esha's house. Amar was surprised when he came home from the mosque to see a car in front of Esha's house.
"I just got to Mar this afternoon. That's aunt Erna's car. I was borrowed. Rosi same aunt Erna did not come home because she was busy taking care of boutiques. I'm allowed to go home by myself because I miss my mother."
"Can you drive a car?"
"Alhamdulillah can be Mar, Rosi who is adept. Come on Mar, come on in!"
Amar and Esha entered and sat in the living room.
"You're out of the mosque?" asked Esha because she saw Amar wearing a koko shirt, peci and sarong.
"Yes abis Maghrib prayer at the mosque. Why didn't you come home and tell me I was Sha?"
"Sorry Mar, I don't know you either. I'm intentional, let's surprise .. hehe."
"Ah, you can Mar." Esha blushed in shame.
"Where's your mom Sha?"
"Mother is cooking in the kitchen. Oh yes Mar, let me make a drink first," said Esha then went to the kitchen.
"Not bother Sha."
Amar held his chest. He could feel his heart beating uncharacteristically. After a long time, he saw that smile again. A smile from the girl of his heart.
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Ms. Dahlia is cooking Esha's favorite rica-rica and kale.
"Emm .. scented my mother's cooking" said Esha when she reached the kitchen.
Esha took a cup and made some sweet tea for Amar.
"Darling, who's coming?" ask Dahlia.
"Amar Bu, he was discharged from the mosque and stopped here" said Esha
"Then take Nak Amar to dinner here! Mother's cooking is ripe" said Ms. Dahlia
"Yes, Mom."
Esha returns to the living room and invites Amar to dinner together. At first Amar refused, but because it was not good for Dahlia who had invited him, Amar finally agreed.
"Assalamu'alaikum Bu Dahlia" Amar said to Dahlia when he reached the kitchen.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Please sit down, Amar!" bu Dahlia.
They sat down and had dinner together.
"What a delicacy of Bu Dahlia" praised Amar as he enjoyed the meal.
"Thank God that Nak Amar likes it. I cooked Esha's favorite meal."
"Oh, Mar, have you got a job?" ask Esha.
"I have already entered the job application to several companies in Jakarta. Just wait for the interview call," said Amar.
"I pray that you may be accepted Mar. Aamiin," said Esha.
"Aamiin" said Amar and Bu Dahlia.
"Thank you Sha."
Amar has completed his studies and earned a bachelor's degree in economics. Amar also tried to get a job in Jakarta as soon as possible. Yes, he deliberately submitted applications to several companies in Jakarta to be close to Esha. After getting a job, Amar plans to propose to the girl of his heart.
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