The Moon Among the Stars
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It had been two days Kahfi thought but his heart was still hesitant and doubtful at his choice. Occasionally weigh the first choice by looking for its advantages and disadvantages, and occasionally choose the second option also along with its advantages and disadvantages.
Finally Kahfi decided on one of the two options with confidence and steadfastness of heart. These two days, Kahfi pray tahajud and ask Allah SWT for guidance on two choices that are making Kahfi heart confused and doubtful.
Slowly Allah SWT paved the way and showed which choice Kahfi should choose. Kahfi tried to sincerely accept the fate given to him without complaining. Kahfi has not given up on her love.
This morning as usual, Mother Icha has made breakfast. This time the breakfast menu made by Bunda Icha is yellow rice with balado eggs, parchment, yellow noodles, orek tempeh and shrimp crackers.
Kahfi went into the dining room, saw a lot of food presented there, but Kahfi only lived alone with Mother Icha, incidentally Kyai Toha was having a meeting in Jakarta.
"Well, cook a lot of it" said Kahfi slowly while taking a shrimp cracker in a large jar.
"You have guests, take breakfast here, sometimes special cooking can be done," Mother Icha said slowly to Kahfi.
"Who's Mother?" ask Kahfi slowly to Mother Icha.
"Later you also know, Fi, now help Mother arrange the plate yes," said Mother Icha slowly to Kahfi.
"Yes, Mother," said Kahfi slowly.
Kahfi took some dishes from the dish rack and arranged them on the dining table with his spoon and fork.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said a greeting from a man from the front door of the living room.
The sound of someone saying a greeting from the direction of the living room door.
"Waalaikumsalam, whose voice is Mother?" ask Kahfi slowly.
"Open the door, see who is coming," said Mother Icha slowly minutes Kahfi.
Kahfi walked towards the door of the living room and opened the door. The figure of the man who turned his back on Kahfi. The style of dress is quite neat, even impressed like a lecturer on the campus.
"Sorry who you're looking for?" kahfi asked politely to the man in front of her.
The man fell silent and twisted his body to face Kahfi. Kahfi was surprised to see the figure of the man who turned out to be Afnan, his own brother.
"Abang Afnan?" said Kahfi half-screaming and hugging the man tightly and longing.
Half a year later, Afnan was in the country of people and now returns to Indonesia for semester holidays.
"Kahfi, Brother's coolest brother," said Afnan chuckled softly.
Kahfi snorted in annoyance.
"When can you joke?" ask Kahfi slowly.
"Since I missed you my sister. Which mother?" ask Afnan slowly to Kahfi.
"There is a special Mother's pantes cooking today, it turns out Brother came," said Kahfi slowly.
The two brothers walked into the house together. Afnan put some of his belongings in the middle room and walked towards the dining room.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother is beautiful" said Afnan approached the Mother and kissed the back of the hand of the Mother and kissed the cheek of the Mother.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mother's child is very big, healthy Afnan?" ask Mother Icha slowly.
"Alhamdulillah healthy Mother. Wow, yellow rice, have not eaten yellow rice for a long time," said Afnan slowly.
"How about Egypt, Bang?" ask Kahfi slowly.
"It's fun, play there to know what Egypt is like" Afnan told Kahfi.
"Ayumi will also leave later this month to Egypt" Kahfi said slowly.
"Oh yeah, Ayumi passed the student exchange program?" ask Afnan enthusiastically.
"Graduate Bang, the future wife of Brother is very smart," said Kahfi praised Ayumi. There is a sense of something when calling your future wife, as if she has mengikhlaskan but actually not at all.
"Who used to dong, the future wife of Abang," said Abang Afnan proudly.
"When do you want to propose to Ayumi?" ask Mother Icha slowly while feeding a spoon of yellow rice into her mouth.
"Uhukk uhuukk ..." Kahfi.
"Here's the water, drink it, why Fi?" ask Afnan quietly while offering a glass of drinking water to drink by Kahfi.
"It's okay Bang, just a sprain of salak seeds," said Kahfi sekhenya.
Afnan and Bunda Icha looked at each other as if asking what was going on. Mother Icha just smiled looking at Afnan.
"Wait for Ayumi to come home, we will have a small event, Mommy will, right?" ask Afnan to ask his mother.
"Yes, next week Ayumi comes home, we can make an event the next night," said Mother Icha provide a solution.
"That's fine too, Afnan agreed. What do you think Fi is?" tanya Afnan asked for an opinion on his sister Kahfi.
Kahfi just looked at Mommy and Afnan alternately and then sipped the mineral water in the glass.
"As for Abang, it is Abang who wants to live, not Kahfi," said Kahfi slowly and left the dining table to his bedroom again.
Everyone fell silent and finished their food. 'There is something odd about Kahfi's attitude, which is different when talking about Ayumi, what is it?' ask Afnan in his own heart.
After finishing breakfast, Afnan sat cross-legged in the living room while opening several large bags containing special souvenirs for his parents, Kahfi and Ayumi. Not to forget Afnan also bought souvenirs for Zura and Rara and Moon.
Mother Icha entered the living room with a cup of cappucino for Afnan.
"It's coffee for you, ehnan, what do you bring?" ask Mother Icha quietly and put the coffee cup on the table in the middle room.
"Thank you Mother, this is for Mother, this is for Father, this is for Kahfi, this one is for Ayumi," said Afnan slowly.
Afnan bought Mommy Icha and Ayumi a robe complete with matching hijab and beautiful mukena. For the Toha kiyai, Afnan gave a sarong and prayer mat, for Kahfi a koko shirt with a navy color, for Zura, Rara and Moon were given a long hijab.
"Kahfi why Mother? Like not liking Ayumi?" ask Afnan slowly to Mother Icha who is still folding her new dress.
Mother Icha looked at Afnan and smiled.
"Not dislike, maybe Kahfi is thinking a lot. The choice has not been determined while today is the determination of the answer," said Mother Icha mediate.
Mother Icha closed the tight feeling Kahfi to Ayumi. Mother Icha does not want a civil war in her home. One of them had to retreat slowly with sincerity.
"really so? There's nothing you're hiding from Afnan, right?" ask Afnan to ask his mother.
