There's No Saying Dear
Triumph
The sound of takbir roaring. The day of victory has come. Little children are very happy, because tomorrow morning they can eat breakfast, do not forget the new clothes are ready to be worn around the complex. The voices of young people echoed the takbir around the complex. The tyre-treated barrel was hit hard. Some hit the bamboo some brought chirks, which were made from the lid of a soft drink bottle.
We switched to the new couple's room.
"Monthly money" said the husband, who just remembered if he had not given monthly money, until maturity.
Not more and not less.
"Thank you" said his wife, accepting the money.
We switched to a room not far from the new couple's room.
"Tomorrow is easy, happy for sure, but must be mentally ready," said the youngest, while ruffling his hair.
"You're right" replied the elder brother, while sleeping in the bed.
"What a surprise, why the question that has no benefit should be asked," grumbled Archer while sitting on the sofa.
"When to marry? When is married, when do you have children?" smith again.
"Let's see if they don't believe in God. Is not a soul mate, death, sustenance already God, who ngatur— then why questionable try." Brother replied.
"Stupid has been questioned, sustenance has been questioned. Why is death not in question. When did you die? yes, sister?"
"Well ..if you know what it is. We know! Who's the mate, how many children." Arche replied casually.
"Maha."
The laughter of the twins filled the bedroom.
We're shifting to Agam Ariaja's house. That round-faced girl, is trying on clothes for tomorrow. Round and round then smiling looking at his reflection from the glass.
"Sister Cut!!! " call his mother.
"Yes Mami!" he answered, while running to close the door. Then down the stairs.
"Honey, let's teach Mami the intention of zakat fitrah. Hold the rice and follow it, said Mami okay," said her mother, lovingly.
"Okey Mommy!"
"Bismillah."
"Bismillah."
"Nawaitu an ukhrija zakaatal fitri"
"Nawaitu an ukhrija zakaatal fitri" the boy followed.
"An nafsi fardhan lillahi ta'ala."
"An nafsi fardhan lillahi ta'ala." Beautiful is very clever.
"Now does it mean baby?" The girl nodded.
"I intend to issue zakat fitrah for myself fardhu because of Allah Taala."
"Mommy don't be long I can't," she protested, the mother smiling at her son's words.
We're back to the new couple. They both have zakat fitrah intentions. An hour before standing on the balcony. They both really like to spend the night to look at the night sky, plus stars scattered to decorate the night sky. That night the moon was perfectly round.
"I want you to come with me" said the young man wearing a black shirt with his arms rolled up to his elbows. The light fell silent, the shoulder-haired woman did not know what her husband meant. Without a word the young man, pulled his wife's hand. The wife was silent, not saying a word.
Passed the stairs quickly, holding his wife's hand. They were already in that silver car.
The car kept on splitting the road. The takbir of the mosque still sounds very clear.
"Where are we going, man?" the first question came from the wife's mouth. The young man just glanced not answering.
The silver car stopped near the highway. The young man got out of the car followed by his wife.
"What are we doing here?"
"You will know" he said, Heaven holding his wife's hand. The young man climbed the stairs while holding his wife's hand.
Sky looking for his phone for flashlight. Pushing that door made of glass. There were no lights in the room.
"You stay here" he said, wanting to leave his wife. But his steps came to a halt, as his wife held onto his arm.
"Why?" tanyanya, while pointing a mobile phone flashlight towards his wife's face. His wife did not make a sound just shaking her head.
"You scared?" ask the Sky, the Light nodded.
"If you're afraid of the dark you can see the moon" he said, twisting his wife's body to face the outside of the beautiful moon.
"Look at the moon, enjoy its beauty. Try talking to the moon will definitely not be afraid anymore."
The light began to do as her husband said. His lips began to smile looking at the moon that looked big at the height of two floors. The sky that saw that, he began to leave his wife. The young man, looking for a switch to turn on the room's lights.
Clamps....
The room began to light, and at that moment the Light turned its body. Many chairs and tables lined up, the smell of the wall cet still smelled. Looks like the room just finished renovating. The woman's eyes were fixed on the inscription 'AZ-ZAHRA SPECIAL'
The word Az-zahra made the Light frown.
"What are we doing here, Mas?"
"This is for you Az-zahra!" sky walked towards his wife. The light frowned who Az-zahra was. Maybe that's what's on the mind of that shoulder-haired woman.
"Az-zahra?"
"Az-zahra is a good name. So I call you Az-zahra!" a relaxed answer from the sky.
"My name is Light not Az-zahra!"
The sky smiled, hearing his wife's words. The light was goosebumps, for the first time he saw that smile.
"Az-zahra is derived from Arabic. Zahraa itself can be interpreted as beautiful, luminous or also brilliant. While the Arabic inscription Zahrah blooms flowers and beauties."
"What does this have to do with me?" Light asked.
"You don't understand it either." The sky smiled thinly. The light swallowed her saliva because her husband was mocking her. The sky took a breath, before answering. "Because everything means so good. Representing
The light understood what her husband meant.
"You know the love story of Sayyidah Fatimah and Sayyidina Ali?"
"Love in silence." The glow.
How could the woman not know about their love story. Their love story is very much God. Before the Prophet married them both. God has married them both in heaven.
"Az-zahra, I want to apologize to you" he said.
The light crinkled, hearing her husband's words.
"I'm sorry?" tanya Light confused.
"Yes, ever since Beautiful arrived, I've always kissed you on the cheek, when you were asleep."
"Oh... " The light nodded. A second later the woman woke up.
"What?" tanya Light shocked.
"It's not clear, why ask?" the tone is a little nyolot.
The young man walked out of the room. And Light also followed from behind then stood beside her husband.
"okay!" answer the Light nodded.
"The problem with this cafe, I hope you can manage it yourself. It's a gift for you, he says you want to have a special employee. And for the minimarket you're gonna help me."
"meaning?"
"Forget over tomorrow, but tonight there's something more important."
The sky held his wife's hand with both hands. The light was a little surprised by her husband's behavior.
"I know!" The sky paused for a moment. Before saying it back. "We don't love each other yet, but if I can be honest I'm comfortable with you Az-zahra. So tonight I promise, if I love you one day, I will reveal my heart to you." The young man was truly mysterious and full of surprises. The light that heard that. Her feelings were mixed there was pride, because her husband expressed his heart. Happy with the words of the husband because he wants to speak frankly.
"Az-zahra! I have two news. The first is good news and the second is bad news" he said, who was not holding his wife's hand. Silent light. Light, she didn't know what her husband meant.
"Good news is I got a job, but bad news. My first job was dated— "he said it wasn't done, he knew his wife would be sad.
"Definitely the third or fourth day of Eid, right?" guess the wife and that's the right guess.
"Hem." replied the young man nodding slowly.
The woman's face became sad, because the schedule of visiting the mother's tomb seemed to be failing. The sky was breathing rough. Because his wife's face changed.
"You don't have to worry, we'll stay in Semarang to mom's grave. We bring the schedule to Semarang. I'll ask the twins to come along so they can change. The distance was quite far approximate five to six hours," the young man sizzled at the end of his sentence.
"We're home" take Sky.
The car left the two-story shophouse.
The triumphant night of Light finds unparalleled happiness. Sometimes happiness will be sadness. The night of victory will always be remembered in the minds of everyone. Until old age the incident will be remembered both, because it coincides with the night of victory. That night will be a great memory for both of them. But I don't know God's destiny ahead of me.
They're lying in bed. The night is different from the usual night, because most people if the night of the takbiran rarely can sleep. Thinking of the happiness that will come tomorrow. Same with the new couple, just keep looking at each other.
"You're not sleeping?" asked her husband to look into his wife's eyes.
"difficult." Light replied reluctant to turn her eyesight to another direction, Light more enjoying her husband's face.
The young man was different from the young man in general. Had it been someone else would have attacked the woman in front of him with a sudden kiss. Nah! Different sky he really appreciates women even if it is his wife, he will not be able to harass his wife. If he wants to definitely be permissioned with the owner first. Regarding the kiss on the cheek every night he hoped it would make him love his wife faster.
"Can I ask you something?" ask the husband, who spoke up after twenty minutes of silence.
The wife nodded, still faithfully looking at her husband's face.
"Can I give you an inner living?" the young man asked, looking into his wife's eyes.
The light flashed when her husband said so. Why should the storm. Not when the husband gave him a living zhaahir he did not refuse, instead he said thank you. What she couldn't say thank you for gladly offering her husband an inner living for her.
The sky that saw that he felt bad.
"Em." said Heaven, a soft voice that belonged to his wife.
"If it is, who can perfect my status as a wife, I sincerely Mas!" she replied shyly while covering her face with a pillow.
The sky heard that, he was very happy because his wife knew how to be a good wife. The sky snatched away the pillow that his wife used to cover her face in embarrassment.
"Eh." said Light, immediately pull the blanket, so that her husband did not see her face red with shame. That night the sky was very ugly. After grabbing the pillow instead pulled the blanket, which his wife used to cover her face.
"Eh... " The light again just says. Uh only. The woman decided to turn her back on her husband so she could not see his reddened face.
The sky that saw it he pinched his body with the body of his wife. Hugging it from behind that made his wife round her eyes perfectly.
"You don't mind, do you?" ask the young man. The light shakes, it is not good to refuse.
"It's a pity that this is a night of victory, so we must not do" said Sky, which his wife could hear clearly. The light was a little afraid of also wanting to laugh because of her husband's words. Mix up anyway.
"Sometimes who is patient ..get something more beautiful ..and who is patient surely he will win!"
"You're not asleep, it's already half-two?" said the young man softly.
"Too happy for tomorrow so hard to sleep."
The sky turned his wife's body to face him. The light looked at the husband's face.
"Sleep take care of our health, tomorrow night we go to Semarang." The sky hugged his wife's body in his arms. The light hid her face on the husband's chest, and returned the warm embrace tightly. Fifteen minutes later, the woman was asleep. The young man saw if his wife had slept. Ah...
it turns out he thought of it. Kiss the cheek of the wife.
Then whispered something, and his wife's lips, always smiling as she kissed him.
"Beautiful dream of Az-zahra!"
They live a home without love. But as time goes by. Love is growing between the two. Let time answer all the questions that are in the heart of the Light. What is called marriage does not escape from a problem, even they will also feel a stage that tests more how loyal and love they have.
When do you feel the pleasure of the world? Inner Sky.
