THE LOVE OF LOVE, AZZAHRA
REVERT
"And We have sent down from the Qur'an a remedy and a mercy for those who believe and the Qur'an does not add to those who are unjust except harm." (QS. Al Isra: 82)
“People of faith will have a calm and serene heart if always remember with Allah SWT, then remember because only by remembering Him, your heart becomes serene.” (QS. Al-Ra'd: 28)
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The breeze was soothing, the sound of water splashing rhythmically felt calm the heart and mind. The embrace of loved ones becomes a priceless source of happiness. Zahra, the woman was crying because she was happy when she was able to take back her loved ones after so long. The longing that had been so stifling and painful, was held in his heart. However, today it feels as if it is treated and paid off.
"Zahra has missed Father and Mother all this time. Zahra really misses you guys" he said with tears streaming down.
The gentle rubbing on Zahra's head, from her father's burly hand, made her sob even more.
"Sttts.. Little Aiya Father and Mother even cry? we're here now" said a middle-aged woman whose face looked very pretty and shining.
"Don't go again. Don't leave Zahra alone" Zahra pleaded.
The two old men smiled softly with hands that continued to caress his daughter's head.
"Zahra promised to be the daughter of her devout Father and Mother. But Zahra please, stay with Zahra."
Zahra drowned her face in the middle-aged woman's chest while hugging her tightly.
"Hasn't Mom and Dad always been around you?"
Zahra looked up at the face of the man who was her first love. His head shook slowly in response to the father's words.
"You're all evil, leave Zahra alone."
Zahra shed her tears again.
"I'm sorry, Mother and Father, for not being able to accompany you. But we're always here. Take care and pray for you from here, so stop crying, " Dad said as he wiped the tears on Zahra's face.
"Zahra wants to stay here with Father and Mother, so never leave Zahra again" Zahra said.
Dad shook his head slowly while smiling at Zahra.
"Your place isn't here, honey. You should go home. A lot of people are waiting for you" said Father softly.
"But Zahra wants to be here. Zahra wants to stay with mom and dad."
"There will be a time when that day comes. But for now, go home."
Zahra shook her head strongly.
"You can leave the people you love? You can leave your son?"
Zahra pecked for a moment, hearing the words of Mother. He remembered that now he had Raffa. His chest was hit by a hard object. How could he forget the existence of his beloved son.
Before long a voice that he was so familiar, incandescent was heard to his ears.
"Ommy.. "
Zahra was stunned for a moment then circulated her gaze in all directions. His body turned around looking for a tiny figure that did not appear anywhere, but his voice grew increasingly carried away by the wind.
"Affa? Affa where is it?" shout Zahra.
Zahra began to panic as Raffa's voice began to be inaudible.
"Dad, Mother, where's Raffa?" zahra asked her parents with panicked faces.
Mother rubbed gently Zahra's arm while smiling.
"Go home, he's waiting for you at home."
"What about Mom and Dad?" ask Zahra.
"We will always be here, praying for and taking care of you from here" replied the Mother as she stroked her daughter's cheek.
"Well, come home with Zahra? Raffa must be happy to meet his grandparents" Zahra said expectantly.
Mother and Father shook their heads with smiles that never faded from their lips from the beginning.
"Send our greetings and miss Raffa. Remember, if we are always with you. Never be sad again because Daddy and Mommy love you so much," said Mommy as she pushed slowly Zahra's body into the river.
Zahra was wide-eyed as her body splashed into the river. As if something was pulling him, he began to sink even deeper until his eyes closed.
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Three days had passed and Zahra was still lying down without even opening her eyes. The woman looked like a sleeping princess who was struck by a curse. The difference is, sometimes he looks so calm in his sleep but before long his body was like shaken with tears flowing down even his lips repeatedly muttered softly, calling people who Habibi himself did not know who they were.
Habibi was sitting on a chair, next to the gurney Zahra was sleeping in. His eyes stared so softly at the woman, his breathing was repeatedly pierced with weight.
"When are you going to sleep, Zah? wake up, don't you miss me?"
Habibi exhaled his breath again.
"I miss you Zahra. Didn't I tell you, I'll always be by your side. Can't you share your hardships and sorrows with me?. Stop worrying me and wake up, Zah."
No response from the person being spoken to, Habibi let out a frustrated sigh. He rubbed his face a little rough.
"Let Kayla take care, Brother Ilash go home" said Kayla, who had just entered Zahra's nursery.
Habibi looked at Kayla for a moment and then shook her head.
"You're the one who came home. You must be tired, right" Habibi replied without looking at Kayla. His net was continuously focused on the woman lying on top of the gurney.
"It's been three days Brother Ilash is here. Brother Ilash can get sick if he doesn't rest" Kayla looked as she landed her body on the sofa.
"Already, gohome. Let Kayla take care," continued Kayla with a head move as if to drive away.
"You go, Kay. Brother still wants to be here," refused Habibi still flinching in his place.
"Huh.. Did Ilash love Zahra's sister?" asked Kayla who was astonished by Habibi's unusual attitude.
Sontak Habibi turned his eyes to the girl who likes to be blunt. Not a single word came out of his lips. The man was so familiar with the nature of his sister who often easily evaporate his emotions even the reason he was silent was not because he was cowardly or hypocritical about his feelings for Zahra, but because Habibi did not want his feelings for Zahra to be material for Kayla to hurt Meysha, because after all according to Habibi, he was a material for Kayla, Meysha is a good woman who may be just a misunderstanding that triggers the two women to fight.
"If Brother Ilash loves Brother Zahra, will Brother Ilash be able to fight for him?" kayla said again.
"Stop discussing that, Kay. Go home" Habibi said, taking his eyes off Kayla.
Kayla grunted loudly, her heart began to be arrogant because the words thrown by Habibi seemed ambiguous. He also got up from his seat.
"I'm home. Remember, Brother Zahra IS HIS FUTURE WIFE KAK FARID. Don't mess around" Kayla said, emphasizing some of her sentences to provoke Habibi's emotions. Habibi also glanced sharply at his sister who had stepped out.
Habibi let out a long sigh after Kayla's departure. He got up from his seat and walked to the window with his hands in his pants pocket. His net was staring at the twilight that was starting to fade.
"If You determine him to be the soul mate of the servant, I beg you to ease the way, O Lord. But if not, I beg you to lift the pain, lift the suffering, replace the sadness with happiness. Only to You, servant surrender."
As the manghrib adhan began to be heard, Habibi immediately stopped his daydream and rushed to take ablution to immediately fulfill his duty as a servant of God. Unlike usual who always pray together in the mosque, this time he decided to pray Maghrib and isya' in the nursery of Zahra.
Habibi ended his ritual prayer by reading the Qur'an. A surah from the name of God is so beautiful and melodious, drugging anyone who hears it.
I take refuge in Allah Subhanahu wa ta'ala from the damned demon”.
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم
In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful"
الٓرٰ ۚ تِلۡكَ اٰيٰتُ الۡكِتٰبِ الۡمُبِيۡ
Alif Lam Ra's. These are the clear verses of the Book (Qur'an).
اِنَّاۤ اَنۡزَلۡنٰهُ قُرۡءٰنًا عَرَبِيًّا لَّعَلَّكُمۡ تَعۡقِلُوۡنَ
Verily, We have sent it down as the Qur'an in Arabic, that you may understand.
نَحۡنُ نَقُصُّ عَلَيۡكَ اَحۡسَنَ الۡقَصَصِ بِمَاۤ اَوۡحَيۡنَاۤ اِلَيۡكَ هٰذَا الۡقُرۡاٰنَ ۖ وَاِنۡ كُنۡتَ مِنۡ قَبۡلِهٖ لَمِنَ الۡغٰفِلِيۡنَ
We tell you (Muhammad) the best story by revealing this Qur'an to you, and indeed you were before that one who did not know.
اِذۡ قَالَ يُوۡسُفُ لِاَبِيۡهِ يٰۤاَبَتِ اِنِّىۡ رَاَيۡتُ اَحَدَ عَشَرَ كَوۡكَبًا وَّالشَّمۡسَ وَالۡقَمَرَ رَاَيۡتُهُمۡ لِىۡ سٰجِدِيۡنَ
(Remember), when Joseph said to his father, “Oh my father! Truly, I (dreamed) saw eleven stars, sun and moon; I saw all bowed down to me.”
قَالَ يٰبُنَىَّ لَا تَقۡصُصۡ رُءۡيَاكَ عَلٰٓى اِخۡوَتِكَ فَيَكِيۡدُوۡا لَـكَ كَيۡدًا ؕ اِنَّ الشَّيۡطٰنَ لِلۡاِنۡسَانِ عَدُوٌّ مُّبِيۡنٌ
He (his father) said, “Oh my son! Do not tell your dreams to your brothers, they will deceive (to destroy) you. Truly, the devil is a clear enemy to man.”
وَكَذٰلِكَ يَجۡتَبِيۡكَ رَبُّكَ وَيُعَلِّمُكَ مِنۡ تَاۡوِيۡلِ الۡاَحَادِيۡثِ وَيُتِمُّ نِعۡمَتَهٗ عَلَيۡكَ وَعَلٰٓى اٰلِ يَعۡقُوۡبَ كَمَاۤ اَتَمَّهَا عَلٰٓى اَبَوَيۡكَ مِنۡ قَبۡلُ اِبۡرٰهِيۡمَ وَاِسۡحٰقَ ؕ اِنَّ رَبَّكَ عَلِيۡمٌ حَكِيۡمٌ
And thus, the Lord chose you (to be a Prophet) and taught you part of the precept of dreams and perfecting (his mercy) upon you and upon the house of Jacob, as He had perfected His favor to both of your grandfathers before that, (i.e.,) Abraham and Isaac. Verily, your Lord is All-Knowing, All-Wise.
لَقَدۡ كَانَ فِىۡ يُوۡسُفَ وَاِخۡوَتِهٖۤ اٰيٰتٌ لِّـلسَّآٮِٕلِيۡنَ
Verily, in (tales) Joseph and his brethren were signs (of the power of God) for the one who asked.
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(QS. JOSEPH: 1-111)
Just as Habibi ended his recitation of the Qur'an, a shrill voice came back from Zahra's lips.
"Habibi. "glued Zahra with eyes still closed.
Habibi quickly got up and approached Zahra.
"Don't go, don't leave Zahra." raved Zahra with tears beginning to flow. His body again shook violently accompanied by a sob.
Habibi started to panic. Immediately he pressed the emergency button on the top side of the gurney to call the doctor.
Shortly Friska and a nurse entered Zahra's nursery with injections filled with sedative fluid. From yesterday the liquid became a reliever when Zahra's emotions were uncontrollable in his subconscious.
"Will it go on like this, Fris?" ask Habibi.
Friska seemed to be breathing out.
"We just pray. Support him, give him encouragement by often inviting him to talk. This is the hardest time, maybe long enough and deep enough, Zahra has it all. So for a while let him vent his emotions first as long as it doesn't harm him, I think it's okay. But if the condition gets worse, I think there is no other way but to do treatment with Electroconvulsive Therapy (ECT)," Friska explained.
"Electroconvulsive Therapy (ECT)? What'sthat?" ask Habibi.
"Electric shock therapy. The goal is to create a seizure by flowing an electric current in the patient's brain."
"Then, what risks will he have if we treat him in that way?"
Friska was silent for a moment before she finally returned to her voice.
"Possibly memory loss" Friska said, sounding slow.
Habibi glared sharply at hearing that.
"Don't mess around, Fris!" habibi exclaimed with a sharp tone.
"I'm not kidding, Kailash. It's the only way to save his life."
For a moment, Habibi covered his face with both hands and then restored his hair back with a long sigh.
"We'll wait for the development tomorrow. If the results show that we are doing well, we will not do that, take it easy" Friska said as she patted Habibi's shoulder gently, as if calming the man down.
Habibi shook his head, his eyes staring at me in the direction of Zahra.
"Well, if I go back first."
"Hmmm, thank you" said Habibi without distracting him from the woman who had been lying weak for three days.
"Eagerness, Kailash. He needs the support and encouragement of those closest to him, don't go along with him, '" advised Friska before she moved out of Zahra's nursery.
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Time has shown at 2 am. Habibi has just finished his tahajjud. He sat back in a chair, next to the gurney with his hands holding the Qur'an. His lips moved again to chant the verses of the Qur'an with his soft voice.
Slow movement of Zahra's fingers, stopping Habibi's reading. The man immediately placed the Qur'an on the nightstand and approached Zahra.
"Aye?" call Habibi close her lips to Zahra's headscarf-covered ear.
"Bie.. Habibi. "groan Zahra with eyes slowly starting to open.
Habibi smiled sweetly looking at him while saying Hamdalah.
"Habibi." called Zahra in a weak voice.
"I'm here, Zah,"
"Don't go. Don't leave Zahra, "he said with weak eyes.
Habibi nodded slowly.
"will not. I will always be there by your side." Habibi grabbed Zahra's hand and held it.
Zahra smiled faintly and closed her eyes again.
"Sleep in a moment, I'll be waiting for you here" Habibi said as she gently slipped Zahra's back.
Zahra nodded slowly with her eyes closed.
"Thank you for coming back" Habibi said with a gentle hand rubbing Zahra's head.
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