The End of the Waiting

Openness

After Amara's departure, the young man smiled briefly as he imagined the beautiful woman's smile.

The gaze of his eyes that were so deep as to directly pierce through and fall right in his heart.

“Imagining someone who is not a mahram is a sin, you know,” Ustadz Yusuf said as he chuckled softly.

Instantly the eyes of the parents stared at the child with sharp squealing eyes.

“Astaghfirullah,” said the man touched his chest while shaking his head slowly.

Hanif Akram Arsalan, son of Prof. Ahmad Arsalan and dr. Nuf Azizah's. He is 32 years old, but still single to this day. Instead of refusing to marry, there are already many prospective women who want to be betrothed to him, but the man refused because he wanted to find his own heart patch.

However, until this moment no one had been able to attract his attention.

“Name Amara, original from Surabaya also.” Umi Rahma opened her voice.

Akram was stunned for a while. The woman's face was not foreign to her eyes. It was like they had met before.

Surabaya's?

Could they have met accidentally?

“He lives here? We just saw it,” said Azizah.

“Iya, just one and a half months here to learn.”

“Masya Allah, already beautiful, salihah anyway. The ideal wife candidate once,”, Ahmad Arsalan said to his son who had since mumbled a shy smile.

Ahmad Arsalan has been a regular donor to this place for several years. The advantages of property do not make it arrogant and high-minded. Instead, make him a philanthropist who likes to help.

“That's right, right?” Ahmad Arsalan looked at his son and raised his eyebrows as if asking for an opinion.

“Papa!”

Everyone chuckled at the attitude shown by the adult man.

“Pernah failed to marry to make it worse.”

Akram stared in wonder. “What's the reason, Ustadz?”

“Wallahu a’lam. No one knows the content of one's heart and mind except Allah.”

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“Something seems to be happy? A red hue and a happy smile are clear proof of this.”

Fatimah immediately shot Amara with a distinctive smile that was so sweet.

“On Saturday I will return to Surabaya. Umi gave me permission to see my parents for three days. I'm very happy,” replied Amara who did not completely lie.

“Don't forget his souvenirs,” another word chimed.

“Pasti.”

Everyone leaves the mosque. Prepare for each activity.

Perhaps for others, Amara was privileged to live with Umi Rahma. But it's actually the same as the others.

Amara stays on with the activities like the others. He studied independently.

When they first arrive they will be accompanied by other teachers as an approach. Just like Amara who is not currently studying with Fatimah anymore.

“Kok is still here? Later awaited umi you know,” said Fatimah.

“It looks like you're going to have a holiday first. At home there are guests.”

Amara did not know that the guest had gone home.

“Who?” fatimah asked seemed so curious, making Amara slightly look at her suspiciously.

“Family Pak Ahmad Arsalan.”

Suddenly Fatimah turned her face away. Like something was hidden.

“Ning Fatimah!”

“Eh ... what's Mara?”

“Ning Fatimah is weird,” Amara said as she shook her head. Anxious with the behavior of the adult woman in front of him.

Soon Aisha came and approached those who were still sitting in the mosque.

“From umi, Ma'am. Waiting for you not to come so told to call.”

“Umi love me, why?”

“Mbak Mara will be the time to learn the same umi.”

“The camera's home, Aish?” Fatimah looked up waiting for an answer.

“It looks like already, Ning. Take off magrib if not wrong earlier I saw his car out page.”

Amara finally returned home. Before leaving he said his greetings. Now it is customary to say hello to others, he will say greetings first as a form of prayer for those who receive to be given salvation, grace, and blessing from God.

Saying greetings to a Muslim is the law of the sunnah, but answering the law is mandatory.

This is mentioned by Allah in one of the verses that read: “If you are honored with a thing of honor, then repay that honor with a better one than him, or repay that honor (with a similar one).” Surah An-Nisa verse 86.

To Be Continue ....