THE LOVE OF LOVE, AZZAHRA
PROLOGUES
If everyone is going to change with the time that keeps turning, then surely only I am the one who still remains here without being able to move on
It's like being stuck in a circle that has no end..
I just turned around and went back to the original point where I started
Real happiness also seems invisible because it is defeated by something that is in fact empty
For me, you are my happiness even though it makes the emptiness in life even more painful
Thousands of words are piercing the heart
when the lips are unable to speak
when the hand is unable to hold
and when the pain is not treatable
Temple by temple, do'a melodious to release the desire that rises in the heart
Angan and hope will be conveyed a sense that rips the mind
presents a lump of wound that can not dry
Am I still able to taste happiness when the heart is reluctant to move?
Allahs..
If this taste is to be etched fixed, then please keep it in place.
Do not let this heart turn away just because of the sense that cannot be channeled
Let this taste bloom in the garden of Your heaven though the void now I feel
To You all hope I am a pile
To You all I hold back
If only through this chant of dhikr, my love and longing were conveyed to him
Then let me skyrocket him at all times
Let all these flavors grow and be embedded with him in the throne of eternity..
~Lantunan Dzikir Love, Azzahra
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The pace of a woman seemed to flow quickly through the building that was entirely white. The light shining through his father's face was in fact just a mask to disguise the wounds and pain that was firmly embedded in his heart.
Every now and then he smiled and answered the greeting that was thrown for him from the people around. His steps now came to a halt in front of a fairly wide door. The movement of the hand about to turn the door knob was stopped for a moment after the sound of someone interrupting it.
"Doctor Zahra?" call someone in a white uniform who is standing right behind him. The woman turned her head.
"Yes?"
"The Chief Doctor calls you to his room immediately" said a nurse who tagged "Kumala Sari".
"Yes, thank Sister Mala."
Zahra continued her steps into the room in front of her. Two doctors seemed to be busy with their respective activities, in the room. One person was sitting while polishing his lips with his right hand while his left hand was holding a small mirror. Another was sitting leaning with eyes focused on the sheet in his hand.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Zahra said as his foot stepped in. The two doctors looked up for a moment, returning the greetings of the doctor who had just entered.
Zahra put her bag on the chair with a table with the name "dr. Azqiya Hayfa Azzahra's". Afterwards grab the sneli that is attached to the back of the chair while wearing it.
"Ra, the patient data report and the initial diagnosis, which came in last night, I put it on your desk" said a female doctor who was polishing her lips.
"Thank you, dr. Reina," said Zahra, smiling at him. The doctor named Reina pursed her lips.
"You want to meet the idol?" added Zahra who is still improving her appearance.
"He. he. he. knows you."
"Where are you going, Ra?" ask the male doctor who was busy reading the sheet of paper in his hand.
"Called dr. Azhari to her room" Zahra said as she turned the door knob.
"Ciieee, who was a favorite child," Reina's sneer, Zahra just put her shoulder aside indifferently and stepped out.
* * *
"I'm actually very hard off a doctor who has great potential to be a great doctor like you, dr. Zahras. It's just that I don't have the power to resist a decision from the central director let alone this for the sake of your future" said a middle-aged male doctor sitting in his seat of greatness. Seen several times he breathed heavily.
"Isn't there a better doctor than me, prof. Even in this hospital there are three specialist surgeons. So how can the director of the central hospital choose a second-year resident doctor like me in this assignment?"
Zahra is still trying to work out the sudden decision of the director of the hospital where she works.
"Of all the doctor's data I sent to the center, in fact you were the one chosen. Even the director of the center directly chose you," said dr. Azhari, the head of the hospital.
"But how can my name be listed, doc?"
dr. Azhari looked silent for a moment before finally answering Zahra's question.
"I recommend you. I think you deserve this good opportunity. The ability you have cannot be seen one eye or left alone. Need to be sharpened to be more sharp and great. I'm sure you can," explained dr. Azhari.
Zahra fell silent and thought, what decision should she make.
"As a being who has the right to argue and decide, I cannot force you either. If indeed you decide not to take this opportunity, there is nothing I can do but talk directly with the central director about your decision" said dr. Azhari seemed to understand the position and condition of Zahra.
"I'll take it," replied Zahra steadily.
Maybe this one year time he can all use to set his heart and strengthen his heart on what decisions he must take for his future with him. A pure decision from Allah and his heart without interference or the opinions of others.
"You sure?" Zahra nodded.
"What about your family and... that man?"
Again dr. Azhari seemed to know and understand the life of Zahra.
"I'll take care of it. God willing, they can understand."
dr. Azhari looked dead.
"You have less than a week to tell them" said Dr. Azhari who was soon taken by Zahra.
"Then I say goodbye. Assalamu'alaikum."
Zahra turned and walked towards the door.
"Zahras. Don't get too carried away in a hole called the past. As good and beautiful as it is but there are times when you also have to move to get something better without throwing away something that you have ever gotten before. Sometimes something that is invisible to your view so far can be the best for you," said dr. Azhari stopped Zahra's steps.
"Thank you, sir, '" Zahra said without turning her back.
It is common for him to get sentences of lightening and strengthening from doctors who served as the head of the hospital as well as his lecturer long ago when he studied strata.
Dr dr. Azhari Hussein, Sp. OT (A). Orthopaedic and Traumatology surgeons who served as lecturers at the campus where Zahra studied health. Achievements inscribed Zahra while in college used to make him close to the middle-aged lecturer. For Dr. Zahra. Azhari was like a father to him. He led and guided Zahra to this point. Not only about the health sciences given by dr. Azhari but also life advice based on religious knowledge. And Zahra was so respectful of dr. Azhari until sometimes he felt comfortable to tell the bitter sweet life that he had been living. To him a wise sentence was thrown from the lips of dr. Azhari was always able to strengthen her.
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The outstretched hand movement touched the object that was always perched sweetly on his desk. A gentle swipe from that index finger, led him to recall the figure that made his heart rumble violently. He slightly raised his head to dispel the clear details that have now been stagnant in his eye peluk.
It had been a very long time since he had withstood all the turbulent taste in his heart. Resisting the feeling that always struck his mind when his memory returned to that time. The breath feels heavy when there are chunks of concrete filling the respiratory cavities. And it all felt heavy as test after test, the Life Owner bestowed upon him.
His heart was not that strong to accept all the trials that continued to test his patience and faith. But he is not a weak figure to have to roar lament fate and destiny that often jerked his mind. He was only able to resist and pretend that everything was fine. Even the smile that was imprinted on his lips was just a mere mask that covered all the heart-wrenching pain.
"Ridho' is every step that Zahra takes, Habibi," said Zahra with quivering lips and tears streaming down her beautiful face.
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