The Soulmate Must Meet

Episode 20 - Friends of Sehati

During this time I gained a lot of heart from Aisyah, about her dreams, and Khodijah always gave a bright spot, her perspective and insight was very broad. Of course, they are very suitable to be invited to discuss my problem. Anyone would be upset if doing something that is not of personal desire.

“Why this book is so touching..,” Aisyah wipe away tears.

“What book?” ask Khodijah.

Aisha closed the book, then offered it to Khodijah. Upon acceptance, Khodijah read the title.

“Rise from the slump? Isn't this a novel by Ibu Masriyah?”

I glanced at them, then I put down the book of verses of Jalalludin Rumi, and joined them. Inside this room, we made three small chairs, as a place to sit and discuss. This room is not spacious, three beds are three-storied, we deliberately moved its position to the corner of the room, to make it feel spacious.

“Mother Masriyah wrote the novel?” I ask, there is still a sense of disbelief in this heart.

“You just found out?” Aisyah was surprised, but different from me, she was surprised that I did not know if Masriyah's mother was a writer.

“Her books are very motivating, I also like the style of his expression in writing.”

“Then what is the story of the book so that Aisyah can cry?”

Khodijah and Aisha looked at each other.

“Better you read later, after I finished reading yes... hehe,” said Aisyah.

“Mmm... can not tell you a little bit..,” rayuku.

“Don't dong, it won't be exciting anymore! Is it true Khodijah?”

“Ya. But, may a little you leak kok.. let's not be curious.”.

Aisyah instead raised both of her eyebrows, she must be thinking, whether she will tell or not. If it's like that, it appears childish, but to me funny. In fact, childish people, they have an extraordinary way of looking.

“I don't want to tell.”

“Can I borrow the novel?”

“Bby, but not now.”

Khodijah just smiles at Aisyah's behavior, while I feel very curious. Masriyah's mother was a novelist, and it was amazing. I love reading novels, and reading novels is a rewarding activity. I usually do not choose the theme I want to read, any theme I will find, especially if it is about motivation. Reading the novel is very interesting. I don't read adult novels.

“Alright.. I will wait,” I said with a smile.

“I'm kidding..”

Aisyah took her phone. “But photos first yes with the novel!” her door.

I was silent for a moment, I rarely took pictures, although often some friends asked. I am stiff in entertainment, but happy with the world.

“Good..”.

Finally I gave up, Aisyah girang, she gave Masriyah's mother a novel. Then I took a picture with the novel. Aisyah looked at the photos, then her forehead shriveled. I also frowned, what happened to the photo.

“Ih. No expression!”

“Expression?”

“Repeat again!”

And I became a model Aisyah. He apparently did not need my picture with the novel, but taught me to be radiant in taking pictures, a deceptive face in my opinion, because when we beamed in front of the camera, it was, many hearts were wounded, or faces were scarred.

But Aisyah was excited. Occasionally change my sitting position, and ask me to put on the face that he exemplified. Khodijah just laughed watching the two of us. It was as if he had found something from us. Aisyah's gotographer-like behavior made the whole room laugh in the end.

“So what story?” my ketus.

“You can't wait..”

“Huf!” I put on a bored face. Just theatricalizing.

“Our friend is apparently admiring Ms. Masriyah,” said Khodijah.

“OK, okay.”

And Aisyah started telling me about some of those novels. I looked at him, he was like a storyteller, character in speech. As a result, I am more interested in Aisyah's style of story telling, if I participate in the story telling competition, I will definitely win.

But not all Aisyah style of speaking makes me interested, the story that is narrated is also very interesting. I was more curious about the contents of the novel, especially he said the novel was a best seller. Of course a success that deserves a thumbs up, I will definitely read the novel.

“Inspiring story isn't it?” ask Aisyah.

“Mmm. But, it is not easy to rise from the slump.”

“Of course. and in this article, Ms. Masriyah invites her readers to always be steadfast, enthusiastic, and close to God with confidence. That is the key,” continued Khodijah.

“Sometimes, many Muslim women are easily heartbroken, lost in the household, or limited in life. Islam itself gives the highest honor to women. Until there is the term Heaven under the soles of Mother's feet,” said Aisyah.

“If you need training to overcome adversity, it means we must often fall dong!” exclaim Aisyah.

Khodijah and I looked at each other and laughed.

“It is not also Ayesha. Exercise to always be stoic and independent, it can be done under any circumstances, and it can have repercussions on other things, so that we, as women, can do it under any circumstances, can always face problems without any problems.”

“Wah... Kak Khodijah is getting smarter!”

I also feel that way, Khodijah is getting more mature. And I feel that I am also beginning to feel that maturity here, the maturity of being a mature woman. That means I can already choose my own path, do my own thing. This is very extraordinary, it turns out that a boarding house can form a strong character against teenagers.

“You why look restless?” khodijah's voice surprised me.

“Eh? Ak... I'm just confused,” I replied.

“Bingung?”

“Iya... What's wrong with you?”

“Mmm.. Ms. Masriyah asked me to join the ta’lim assembly group with Fatimah.”

Khodijah and Aisha looked at each other.

“That's good isn't it?” ask Khodijah.

“Iya.. but, I felt uncomfortable with Fatimah's view earlier.”.

“Not comfortable what...jealous.. hehehe,” Aisyah even mocked.

“This is not Ayesha's love affair..,” I started to get annoyed with Asiyah's childish behavior.

Khodijah saw the flag. “I understand. But... request Bu Masriyah is good for your learning development here,” he said.

“I don't have any acquaintances there!”

All silent, it seems as if we are trying to translate each other's thoughts, seeking an illumination for this darkness. Not the assembly, maybe more to my psychologist who is not good at getting along, I'm really stiff.

“When you stand on the da'wah stage, do you know everyone present?” ask Khodijah.

I shook my head.

“Not all we have to know in the business of learning. From anyone, and from where the science comes, just follow the command.

Every speech from Khodijah sounded soft and melodious, I was very happy to hear it. He can understand what I need, and what I worry about, he gives me hope, always hope that turns into motivation.

“Loh, was Kak Khodijah also invited to join by Fatimah? So, Anggun there is his friend,” said Aisyah.

“Not for now. I am not interested in following him, maybe I will follow him next year,” replied Khodijah.

“Why don't you come?” my many.

“Because I haven't felt the need.”

Simple answer but has a philosophy. It does not need it, meaning that for now, Khodijah needs something else.

“Then what does Kak Khodijah need?”

“Many prayers and prayers,” he said with a smile.

The answer is very personal, but it has a general meaning. It seems, Khodijah needs a closeness to God, he is not too fond of worldly affairs, let alone in the form of organization.

“But, I advise you to follow him,” Khodijah said again.

“Why do you suggest you don't follow him,” I replied a little annoyed.

Yes, now most people want to patronize without wanting to be patronized, he only wants to give advice, but he himself does not do. The more secrets of open science in the world, the more lazy people become.

Khodijah just smiled, as if my words did not mean anything.

“Mother Masriyah asked for you, that's a sign of your needs. The need to socialize, make lots of friends and gain knowledge. You need it the most, because Mother Masriyah sees you as a closed person, she wants you to develop Gracefully. You should be grateful to get more attention from him. The problem of Fatimah's view, it's just your prejudice, maybe after you know each other, you realize that he is actually a good person,” explained Khodijah.

I'm speechless. In self-consciousness that I was too stiff, even though I could already speak in public, but I still could not get along, as long as I was here, my friends were only Aisyah and Khodijah, respectively, I also rarely get together with others, my days are spent in the library, reading just about anything.

While Khodijah and Aisyah, they always look familiar with other santri, these two people seem to have been very suitable, forging true friendship. There is also a point in Khodijah's speech, I was too often prejudiced, so in hanging out, I could not put myself. In my mind, there is always suspicion. Oh my God, is this my real person? If yes, then curse me.

“I agree with Kak Khodijah,” said Aisyah.

“Yes, it looks like I...”.

“Do not blame yourself Gracefully. All those around you, want you to progress, be the best, and be able to survive with Religion, Science and Akhlak.”

I'm so moved to hear that. Khodijah and Aisyah turned out to be attentive to me, they were not just one-room friends, but one-sided friends. Yes, I must rise, do not always be happy with a loss, I will find my own way, and that path must be guided by God, the path to happiness. Aami…