The Heart of Raisya

Meet Abah

Day 4 in Bali.

Today was our last day in Bali. We are currently in Tanah Lot.

We visited the temple here. Many tourists who capture their moment the sosin. Tanah Lot or Tanah Laut symbolizes the romance of Bali Island. As the name suggests, Tanah Lot does have a unique offshore setting. Tanah Lot is also the home of one of the famous iconic icons in Bali, namely Silhouette Pura Tanah Lot.

Everything goes up to the top of the temple to see the beauty of the sea. Me and Ms. Hestis deliberately went up the back, so as not to jostle. I was less focused back with my carelessness, my legs were twisted because it did not get to the next ladder.

"Au au. au is sick."

"Why, Mom?"

"My leg's sprained, Mom. Can you please get to the side?" Ms. Hesti asked me to walk to the side and sit in the corner of the stairs. I'm massaging my own legs.

"Why don't we continue the ride, ma'am?" Brother Haris greeted us.

"This sir, Ms. Raisya sprained her leg, it hurts so much she said!" I clasped Bu Hesti's palm intending to stop his honesty. But it's useless, Ms. Hesti even more exaggerated the situation. "Mr Haris can help you? I'd love to continue up, it looks like there's a very beautiful view."

"Can I help you. Please continue to ride. Let my Raisya ma'am handle it. I happen to be a former PMR member, so at least I know how to treat it.

"Ehm um..." Miss Hesti glanced at me." Thank God you came at the right time, sir. I'm leaving first, leave Ms. Raisya. Don't kidnap Bule. hehe... Thas... Ma!" Bu Hesti waved and completely left me with Brother Haris.

"Why are you so careless?"

"E.e I was less focused than that."

"Please straighten his legs!"

"You want to flap, brother? Don't hold on - we're not mahram!"

"I also know the limits, I just want to help, it's an emergency. Anyway here we're not just the two of you, a lot of people. And don't you wear socks? So we won't touch it directly." Seriously so.

"Ah yes, sorry I didn't mean to offend Brother."I straightened my legs too. Haris took my foot and twisted it.

Ser.....

It was as if there was a warm flow in my blood.

"I.u..." I covered my mouth with my palm.

"illness?" I just nodded

"Try standing up now. Hold onto the wall! Or hold it to me too."Said teasing me.

I began to try to stand alone, by holding onto the wall.

"Alhamdulillah, it can be set, Brother. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes alike. But it's not free!"

"Sister, do I have to pay?" Jak Haris held back a laugh hearing my question.

"You're so funny, I think I want to nyubit. Let's go upstairs, it can still ride on its own right? Or do I want to carry it?" There was no stopping him teasing me.

We walked up to the top.

"I mean it wasn't free just now, you have to answer my question honestly."

My heart, why is it beating so hard.

"What question, brother?

"Why haven't you worn the bracelet yet? Is that a sign that you really rejected me?" I was stunned to hear his words.

"May I know why you chose me?

"There's a jursi there, let's sit down first. Don't be too forced to walk. I know you're still holding back the pain."

We sat on a chair in the corner of the blankon staircase.

"If you ask why I chose you? My heart chooses. And my God is leading. Believe it or not, I dreamed of a woman 3 years ago." He continued his story.

"On the beach.. From a distance I saw a woman being chased by a snake. The snake reached four meters in length.

I came on a horse wearing all-white clothes, and a white turban she wrapped so that it covered her face. And only the eyes are visible. I also carry a bow and arrow on my back. The woman looked at me with a pleading look. The one I remember most about him. Her pretty eyes with plump eyelashes, and very distinctive dimples from her face. My horse continued to rebel not wanting to get close to him. Until I finally aimed the arrow at the snake, but not at the target. And the serpent went out to the sea.

he said "Wait! who you?" He stopped me."Your soul mate! I'll be gone, someday I'll be back." Saying to him. Then left him, because I saw he was safe.I dreamed after doing Istikharah prayer, because at that time Dad wanted to match me with his friend's daughter. When I knew that the one in the dream was not him, I refused firmly. But Dad remained adamant. In the end we got engaged, but he cheated. And our relationship ended. Since then I have been lazy to think about women. A few days ago I had another dream. Meet a woman wearing a blue robe and an abstract-patterned blue headscarf. He smiled at me, and approached me. From her dimples I know her very well, she came to my dream 3 years ago."

I still listen to his story faithfully. But my heart started to break.

Why do our dreams keep coming? There's no way he's making up stories, is he?

"Sw..bu!" Brother Haris raises his hand in front of my face. "You're listening to my story, right?"

"Oh.iya. I heard it."

"Yes.so after I saw you first in the toilet."He held back his laughter and glanced at me.

"Please don't remind me of that, I'm so embarrassed."

Deg

My heart is getting worse. For the first time I saw Kak Haris watching him from top to bottom.

O Allah, his posture is exactly the same as that of the riding prince, His voice, ah yes this voice that I always remember. The voice is the same. Is it possible that this person in front of me is the soul mate you have prepared for me?

"Mom..how are his legs healed?" Ms. Hesti suddenly came over to us and asked me how I was doing.

"Allah is well, ma'am. It can be made a way."

"Yes if you can't, maybe Mr. Haris is willing to carry." Miss Hesti teased us.

Malming our farewell night before tomorrow morning we will return home. We the teachers deliberately held a special event for Purna Duties Pak Rudi. The new principal will be replaced. We gave a memento to Mr. Rudi. Mr. Rudi delivered a welcome, message and saying goodbye. We were overwhelmed and carried away. Mr. Rudi is a disciplined, tenacious and humble leader. The teachers are very dear to Mr. Rudi.

It's time we went home. All the teachers and students boarded the bus. It was a long journey we went through. Until finally at 3 pm we arrived at school. When I got off the bus, I saw someone watching me. My hands were raised to distinguish the front of my slanted hijab. The one who was watching approached me.

"Here I bring you, it seems so much by-you." I was still dumbfounded on the spot.

"So sweet." Bu Hesti's voice breaks your loss.

Brother Haris took over my pretty heavy luggage. Because I did bring enough okeh-by for my big family.

"Thank you, brother."

"I thank you, because jamu already wear his bracelet. I take this as a yes answer from you." My call and you have changed.

It's only right that he noticed my wrist. I just smiled back at him.

"Don't throw away your smile. I can't bear not to look at you.

"Stop, Brother! Keep your eyes, do not let the eye zina! Yeah, let me just pout!"

"Staffirullah!" Brother Haris lowered his gaze."Uh uh, so cranky... So more gemes. When can I nyubit!" Said teasing me.

"I've been picked up, it's my Abah already ahead!" Haris turned in the direction I pointed.

"I'm taking the bag forward."

"Don't.don't!" I prevented it, "No, brother! My brother's fierce, brother's gonna get angry." I lie.

"Ah time anyway? Not scared!" He doesn't mind me. And go carry my bag forward. I ran a little following him.

Duhtur, this is a really reckless person!

"You're an old man, Miss Raisya?

"Ah yes, I am his brother."

"This is Ms. Raisya's bag, Bah. Where is it being taken?" Aba opened the back door of the car.

Thankfully, he didn't talk.

"Put it here, son."

Haris kissed Abah's back. "I'm Haris, Bah."

"Thank you, Haris. I'm helping Raisya."

"Yes are the same."

"Well" I kissed the back of Abah's hand.

"Come Rai, Ummimu can't wait for you. Ummi's order can, can't it?" Abah glanced at Kak Haris.

"There's in the bag, Bah."

"Not that, Rai."

I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy. "Ah yes, thank you Haris. I go home first, yeah!"

"Oh yes, Miss Raisya. Careful, Bah."

"When you go to the house, Haris." Abah pats Kak Haris who is 10 centi higher than Abah.

Can you get so familiar? My mind is in my heart.

"God, Bah." Answer with a smile of victory.

Seriate.....

Thank you for always faithfully stopping by at my work which is only a tenuous teenager, brother.

Sorry if there is still a typo because my HP kybord likes to change itself😁

See you again sister😇🤗😍