THE STAR OF HEAVEN

PART 1'S

A child born into the world cannot choose from whom he is born, in what family he is raised

All children are good because God has installed in them a straight fitrah. Even though it will be colored by various colors, but the white color of its nature will not fade and will later call when the soul loses its direction

***

Jakarta, 25 years ago

Farah was trapped in her cell of 10 female prisoners. He did not expect to be sentenced for the attempted murder of Tsurayya Ednika Frederick

Mr. Frederick doesn't mess with his demands. The verdict was handed down a week after police arrested Farah, Daniel and his men at the villa

The love.. Yes, because his love for Ardhi made him blind and became obsessed with wanting to have the young man, at any cost

Now, he had to live the rest of his life in prison. If lucky, Mr. Wijaya, his papa will issue it by appealing. It will be very difficult against Mr. Frederick

Papa's..

Calling that name made Farah sob again. How hard he was to his father. Shown face of Mr. Wijaya tearful when he saw the verdict hearing himself

"Ah Papa's.." Farah misses Wijaya very much

"Hey, rather than crying constantly you better pray. Bring yourself closer to the creator."

Farah raised her face. Seen a curly haired woman thrusting her shabby face

Prayer? Ah, when was the last time Farah worked on it? Is this the result of his frequent neglect of His Call of Love?

The woman approached Farah and asked her to shake hands

"I'm Lela. You who?"

"Flood.. "

"Can you pray?" Ask Lela again

Farah shook her head slowly "I've forgotten the prayer."

Lela smiled warmly "I'll teach you. Well, although not in the class of ustadzah, but I memorized the recitation of prayers and some prayers."

"Does God still listen to me?" Farah asked doubtfully as she looked at Lela

"of course. Allah is Forgiving. Whatever sin God will forgive us as long as we earnestly repent." Said Lela steadily while smiling

Farah smiled back and received a shabby face from Lela

***

Farah has been in prison for almost two months. During that time, Farah tried hard to change herself. He was just daydreaming, even laughing himself. But now, a lot of changes are happening. The girl began to accept her fate. Farah also began to memorize prayers and prayers assisted by Lela

Farah's life began to improve. Farah begins to blend in with her imprisoned friends. Once a week, Ustadz completed his studies in prison and Farah did not miss it

***

"Joey.."

Lela wakes up to see Farah running to the bathroom holding her mouth. Lela immediately followed Farah to the bathroom. The girl was vomiting

"You got in the wind?" Lela asked while massaging Farah's nape

Farah nodded "I don't know. It doesn't taste good."

After feeling that nothing else could be spewed out, Farah immediately washed her mouth and leaned against the wall. His body feels weak.

"You should go to the clinic. Come on, I'll accompany you. Now we pray the dawn first."

Farah nodded slowly. The two women immediately ablaze to welcome the call of shajuh

***

"Pregnant.." - Fara sissed in disbelief when the clinic doctor examined her

"Yes, you're about 2 months pregnant. Later I will give a letter to check in the police hospital for more details." The clinic doctor said

Lela clasped Farah's hand as the girl began to cry. The two left the prison clinic in slow steps. Looks like Farah lost her energy. Lela decided to sit for a moment in the field

"You know his father?" Lela asked while looking at Farah

Farah nodded. He was very sure because it was only with that person that he was related. Although Farah has free association, but for something in itself, she chose not to change partners freely

"Tell me, she should know" Lela said again

Farah looked at Lela dejectedly "His father is also in prison.."

Lela shut her mouth. Then hugging Farah is a sign of empathy.

"Patience." whispered Lela

Farah felt dirty, felt contemptible and too black even to wear Lela's shabby face

***

"Evicture the boy!"

Farah looked up at Lord Wijaya with an incredulous look

"Papa.. Farah won't drop it."

"Don't be stubborn! Just follow Papa!"

"No, Pa. Farah had sinned enough all this time. Farah didn't want to increase sin by killing this baby."

Lord Wijaya sighed "Son, are you going to give birth and raise her in prison? Think about his future!"

Farah closed her eyes. He really does not want to commit sins anymore. But what will be the fate of this child?

Sir Wijaya's gaze softened towards Farah

"Son, I'm sorry Papa. But maybe that's the best way.."

Farah sighed and immediately stood up from her seat

"Sorry, Papa. Farah was tired. Farah come in first."

As quickly as lightning the girl left, leaving the pensive Lord Wijaya to look at Farah's distant back

***

Farah looked up, putting up her ears when an ustadz filled out a routine study in prison

"From Anas bin Malik's radhial he said: 

I heard the Prophet sholallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam saying, “Allah subhanahu wata’ala saying, “O son of Adam, as long as you ask Me and hope to Me I will forgive what you have done. I don't give a shit. 

O son of Adam, if your sins are as high as a cloud in the sky then you ask for My forgiveness I will forgive you. 

O son of Adam, if thou comeest iniquity as great as the world, then thou comeest unto Me without associating Me with anything, surely I will come unto thee with forgiveness of that magnitude."

Farah's tears hardened. Does he deserve forgiveness? Is he worthy of a second chance by God? 

"Any sin, as long as we repent, begs for forgiveness, God will forgive.

Do’ Allah SWT and be considerate of every mistake you make. 

And do not be shirked. For Allah has forgiven all sins, except for one thing - shirk or the union of Allah."

***

Slowly but surely, Farah began to improve herself. He followed the Quran reading lessons in prison, he tried to listen to the love verses of the Khalik for the child who was growing in his womb

Farah insisted on keeping her son. Farah was sure that her son would obtain sustenance from the love of God.

As if God made things easier, everyone in prison loved him and Farah was very grateful for that

Lela's been released. The woman said that she would take care of Farah's child and raise him. When he was old enough, he would take him to meet Farah and introduce him to his biological mother

Fabiayyi ala irobbikuma tukadziban's..

Which favor of your Lord do you deny...

***

Days change, full moon goes through. The age of Farah has reached 40 weeks

"Fa, don't be tired. Remember your stomach wants to mbledos that." Gurau a friend of his when he saw Farah still mopping the floor

Farah laughed "And she said make it easy for you."

After saying that, Farah frowned. Pain hit his waist and lower body

"OOAH.." Farah's scream shocked her friends. They soon help Farah and break her into a prison clinic

***

"Come on, a little more. Just set the breath." A midwife patiently guided Farah. Farah sweats while adjusting her breath preparing to push

"God.sa.kiit.." Farah Rintih. His heart was sad, a moment like this he lived alone

"Come on, now mom!"

Farah twitched, feeling something coming down the birth canal in the center of her body. The tip of the baby's head begins to look slowly with the strength of the encouragement given by Farah

"Yeah, set your breath again ma'am. Inflatable inflatable." The midwife gave instructions. Farah followed. 

"Fuh.fuuh..fuuh.."

It hurt like 20 bones of his body were broken at the same time

"Push again mom!"

Farah pushed back. A little more energy to help the midwife grab the little creature from her body. It was like ice water!

"Well.."

The small body comes out and is directly on the midwife's stomach to avoid amniotic fluid covering the breathing. The cry of the baby fills the delivery room. The midwife deftly cleaned the tiny baby

"Congratulations mom, your baby girl is so beautiful." The midwife stepped closer to Farah who was still limp after passing the fight of life and death. 

Farah smiled looking at the plump and cute baby in the midwife's arms. Farah immediately brought the beautiful baby into the deck. The midwife immediately instructed for early initiation

Farah followed. The baby is very smart to find its first source of nutrition using the natural intelligent instincts bestowed on it

Midwife smile. He left Farah enjoying the moment of togetherness with her baby

Lost already the pain Farah felt earlier when she saw the agile movements of the tiny hands and feet in her arms. Farah was crying

"Mom's son has a birthmark apparently." whispered Farah as she looked at her baby's left arm. It was incessantly frowned upon by that tiny finger.

"My starlight.. My Zalynda Navulia.."

Farah enjoyed the moment

"Flood.."

Farah looked. Mr. Wijaya is already at the door. A sad smile was plastered on his old-looking face

"Pope.." Farah releases her daughter's source of nutrition and holds her daughter

"May Papa gendong?"

Farah nodded. Mr. Wijaya is the grandfather of the baby. What harm

Mr. Wijaya was moved when he held the tiny baby Farah. Remembered when he first held Farah when he was just born

"Similar to you." whispered Mr. Wijaya with a smile looking towards Farah

"Interested, pa. He's suckling." Farah stretched out her hand. But Mr. Wijaya remained silent did not give the tiny baby

"Pa.."

"Papa will take him. You won't be able to see her again. He's a burden to us." Answer mr. Wijaya coldly

Farah. He wanted to get up, but his body was still weak and sick. The girl was crying bitterly

"Don't Pa! The pull..Farah please."

Mr. Wijaya retreated slowly, then turned around to take the baby away quickly

"Father! Papa! Don't pa, give it back!" Farah tried to get down. But he fell down beside the bed. Tasa was sick again. His hand reaches for air

"Give me back my baby.my baby." - Farah groaned quietly just before she fainted