The Smile of Love Alura
Elfin
Alura took a breath and exhaled slowly as she ended her story. While Fatimah and Raihanah who listened had flooded the tears. They did not expect that Alura's way of life was full of trials and sorrows. They are angry, sad and pity the former employer's son. Once his stepmother treated him as the sole heir to George's fortune, like a maid and worse, to throw him out in an orphanage. While they live frantically enjoying the treasures of Alura's parents.
Raihanah turned to Alura who was still trying to ease her cries. He grabbed the milk-white hand and held it, "Darling, forgive us for not knowing anything, and also not helping you at that time," Raihanah said, suppressing her feelings so as not to get too late.
Alura raised her puffy face, she turned to look at her hand in Raihanah's grasp then squeezed her back slowly.
"It's okay, Auntie, it's all over. They didn't allow me to open my mouth. If that happens, they'll put my life away" she recalls Mama Jeny's every threat, "So, I never lived in London, but was dumped in an orphanage." Alura biting her lower lip held the sobs that wanted to come back out.
"Yes, Mother. We really did not expect, and regretted, that until it happened," said Fatimah concerned.
"Our human heart doesn't know Fatimah, nor did I expect any of this to happen." Alura turned to Fatimah who seemed to put compassion on her.
"Then, are you going to take this matter into the realm of law, dear?" ask Raihanah.
"No Aunt. Mama Jeny was in jail a few months ago, for her crimes in an attempt to wipe out Dady's life. While my three sisters, I don't want to drag them." Alura let go of Raihanah's hand. Looking at the face of the woman who used to be familiar with her Mommy.
"I never regretted everything that happened. Likewise with the past that does not wear that I experienced. instead grateful, because with that incident, I can take guidance from God and now become a convert," said Alura pause her words, saying, as if he was gathering his spirit to strengthen his heart, "I used to be so angry, and hate those who treated me badly. In fact, wanting revenge for them to feel all the pain and suffering I felt. However, that feeling just came out when I knew and studied Islam. This new religion, teaching about great love, so that I realized, when I knew the hadith of the Prophet, this,
The panacea for hatred, resentment, and heartache is forgiveness.
“There are three factions who dare to swear for him, not to be diminished in treasure by shodaqoh, and not to add to a pardon but glory, not to him, and not someone bertawadhu’ (humble) but will be raised by Allah Subhanahu Wata’ala.” (S.Tirmidhi).
"And I, choose to forgive them all." Alura smiled sincerely. He has forgiven people in the past who hurt him physically and his heart. For Alura, the most important thing is the mother in each incident that she can quote.
"Goddess, Ma'am. Ma'am has sincerity of heart, which not everyone has. I salute Ma'am. May Allah bestow good on Mbak Alura, yes," said Fatimah salute with determination and sincerity Alura. Although he converted, but quickly he could absorb the understanding of Islam and apply it.
"Aamiin." Alura and Raihanah compactly guarantee the prayer of Fatimah just now.
"Auntie is grateful, dear. Not only is your face beautiful, it turns out your heart is too." Raihanah could not hide her admiration at the sincerity of Alura's heart.
"All because of God, Aunt. Allah is the owner of this heart" said Alura, ashamed of the praise of Fatimah and Raihanah, and she hid her cheeks slightly red.
"So, how long are you gonna stay here?"
"Not long, Aunt. Maybe in a few days, considering I got a phone call from Uncle Oscar yesterday. That Aunt Mery asked me to visit London." Alura did not intend to stay here long. He had not thought about how this house would go, which he obviously would not sell.
"Aunt Mery"? Raihanah tried to remember the name. "Ah, is that Mr George's younger brother?" Raihanah had heard the story of her master's sister from Madam Caniam.
"True Auntie, Aunt Mery might as well not know, what has happened to me." Alura also used to wonder why Aunt Mery did not come when her Dady died and their communication has been cut off ever since. Now he suddenly wanted to meet and talk about the will.
But Alura tried to dismiss the prejudice about her Aunt, there was no harm in her going there, all of you visiting Aunt Mery's family. They are still family after all.
"Alright, dear, may Allah ease every affair and lighten the steps in doing good," said Raihanah again rubbed Alura's veil gently, Alura felt the maternal instinct of the woman in front of her.
"Mba, do I need to be with you tonight?" Fatimah felt that perhaps Alura would be lonely living alone in such a big house
"Because it's getting late, it's best to stay away. Say hello to Uncle Soleh," said Alura greeting Aunt Raihanah and Fatimah, but when she stood up, her hand accidentally nudged a small book at the end of the table. The book fell down and some papers were scattered. Alura intended to take it and put it back in its original place. Then his eyes caught the familiar handwriting. Lama Alura recalled where she saw the handwriting.
"That's Bang Yasir's note, Ma'am," said Fatimah guessing what Alura was thinking as she long observed the paper in her hand.
Both of Alura's eyes narrowed, Yasir's handwriting? But why is it so familiar?
"Can I borrow it first?" alura asked shaking the paper in her hand.
"Please leave it up."
"Thank you, Assalamu'alaikum."
"Getishalam."
Raihanah and her daughter drove Alura to the front door.
Arriving in Alura's room immediately to the large closet located near the bed, his hand opened the drawer and took out a pink rectangular box and brought it to the top of the mattress.
Alura opened the box where she used to store items that she considered valuable, first there was the music box. The box was a gift given by Momy Cannon, but unfortunately it was damaged because at that time Audry wanted to borrow and seize by force so that there was an interesting pull that made the music box ended up on the floor with some parts that broke and then no longer function.
Alura's hands continued to pull out the contents one by one, there were bracelets, various ties and hairpins all of the items from Momy, arriving at the origami paper that folded neatly, he said, alura's hand immediately took out the note he borrowed from Fatimah earlier and matched the writing there.
The same ...! The same handwriting.
Yasir, is that the young man who used to like to give fresh fruits secretly? Alura recalled, almost every morning she found a basket full of various fresh fruits under the window of her room. Why would Alura dare to eat it? because there is always a noted with the words 'for Alura' . Alura so thought, Why didn't Yasir give it to him directly? Was the young man who had such a reserved nature so embarrassed? He remembered, Yasir had hardly spoken to him if he had no business. Alura felt touched by the kindness of the young man. Thanks to him, at that time Alura no longer starved when not getting food rations.
Alura used to be confused about who to thank. Now that he knew, it seemed like he owed the young man a debt of gratitude.
Elsewhere, a young man was sitting by the window, looking out enjoying the rain that afternoon. His dark eyes stared at every drop of rain that fell.
Before long her burly hands held both sides of the wheelchair, gripped firmly and moved her away from the window.
He continued to move until his position was right in front of a closet that was not too big, above which was composed of several frames containing photos of his childhood.
The young man's hand reached for the phone on the nightstand, opening a short message his mother sent three days ago.
"Marry her! if we don't want to be poor. You know, the will is very profitable. So, cooperate!" The young man breathed a rough breath. She had no intention of following her Mama's play and why would she be involved in the will? If the will maker had known, if he was just an adopted son, maybe the man would not have included the point of marriage in it.
He put his phone back where it was. Some days sleep is not good, eating was not good every time in remembering the contents of the short message. His heart clearly refused! After all, his self-confidence was not the same as he used to be when he was still able to walk normally, an accident three years ago made him lose both legs function. Now, he's just a disabled man who relies on a wheelchair just to move. Aah ...! He squeezed his hair rough and growled in annoyance.
Who wants to marry a disabled man like him? Honestly, thinking of the will was like a breath of fresh air. There will also be a woman who marries him even if forced, meaning he will not be single for life. She knew that the girl would definitely not refuse when she knew the contents of the will, perhaps she would accept it as a husband, but of course by force.
