There's No Saying Dear
The First Revelation
On Sunday night I wrote this story. I haven't felt nearly two months I've loved Brother Earth in silence. But dear thousands, this love in my silence brings no results. Yep! I thought my love would be like Siti Fatimah and Ali bin Abi Talib. It turns out that fate says otherwise, it seems like God does not allow me and the Earth brother to unite. One day ago, on Friday. I visited the house of Ajil with a pounding heart, I thought I would meet the lover of my heart. And sure enough! I met with Bumi's sister who just returned from Friday prayers.
"Wait, who's Dik?" ask the Earth at that time. And that accent sounded like a little teasing in my ear.
"Obiasa Kak, wait for the Ajil to be straightforward." I answered like a salting man, so.
"Come in, your friend is still on the road." Brother Bumi told me to come in, I followed the Earth from behind.
Once inside, I sat in the living room, alone. Because brother Bumi permission to change clothes first. I waited for Ajil but he never came. While I was waiting for my best friend, I could hear a conversation from an adult. In the room near the living room. I'm curious, I close my ears to the wall between the room and the wall of the living room.
"Right, you want to match my son with the grandson of your best friend?" I know whose voice it is. I was thinking who this match would be. I also began to sharpen my hearing, to find out the continuation.
"You know, my best friend and I are so close, right? So I was thinking if our relationship could turn into my son's extended family." It was Raharja who answered.
"Why Father, would you love to match my son to Nek Endah's grandson?" That time asked Aunt Abid.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm not doing all this, on the basis of wanting to change my status with Endah. But I want my grandson to have the best. I'm sure Endah educated his granddaughter well. So you know what I mean by son-in-law?"
I still want to know, the continuation. And who will be betrothed to his best friend Mbah Raharja. What is Ajil or Alula? That's what I thought when I eavesdropped that Friday afternoon.
"Who will Father, mate with his grandson Mbah Endah?" The question came from Khan's mouth.
"Earth!"
Deg ..My heart stopped when I heard the answer from Mbah Raharja. My body slumped on the sofa. How not, the person I love is already betrothed to someone else. My first love story was very painful. My eyes suddenly glazed. Wasn't it! Not just a glassy but at that moment, my tears just escaped, without my permission. It turned out that Friday was my last day, I could feel the happiness of loving Bumi with my delusion. Even I once fantasized that I could marry Brother Earth. My family and Raharja's family are very close. That's the end of my love story, I don't know what if me and sister Earth were to meet again.
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The light wastes a rough breath, while reading the diary of Mentari. The shoulder-haired woman read, as she waited for her husband and the round-faced girl to finish the magrib.
Forgive me mbak Mentari, because I, mbak Mentari can not reply feelings with sister Earth. But look at me now I'm married to your best friend, your lesson is mbak. I've never even met Bumi's sister before. Mbah Raharja has a plan to match me with brother Earth. But behold God, another will for our destiny. Inner Light.
The light felt so guilty for hurting the heart of someone he never met.
But Light, you should know. If Mentari's story has something to do with you. I don't know what destiny wants.
The light kept the book under the front desk of the sofa. The light looked at the two praying people, with a thin smile.
"Assalamu'alaikum wr.wb."
The maghrib prayer was finished, Sky and Beautiful walked towards the sofa, after folding the prayer mat. Beautiful people are sitting in the middle of them. Yep! Consider it the third person. At that time there was no word of the actor or the bully. So the couple is safe with no actors or benders. Actually, the word of the actor and the borer is from humans to humans as well. Saying that speech is prayer. Understandably if many third people enslave where inappropriate words are often spoken. For example, the actor or the contractor. There used to be a third person, in the household of the former. But the third man, not too bad.
"What, is there a teacher's assignment?" Light asked.
While the sky is playing mobile phone, while leaning on the sofa.
"Should be a Akak deposit!" The girl answered.
"Deposits mean memorization?" The light asked, the round-faced girl nodded.
"Well, I'll help you, what do you have to memorize?" The light looked at the girl carefully.
"Short surahs" he answered, opening the juz'ama.
It would be nice if the child was directed in the science of religion while still he. Because of religious lessons, will still remember even though it has grown into an adult.
"What cheap?" Light asked.
"It-Takasur!"
"Alright, Pretty! I'll see you later."
The round-faced girl had already closed her eyes to memorize. The light smiles because it is beautiful.
"Bismillaahir-rohiim."
"What, Akak continued?" Beautiful asked, but her eyes were still closed. The sky glanced at Beautiful, then looked at her phone back.
The light shakes its head.
"Can, if you don't read how you can memorize, it all starts with reading first
His Majesty Muhammad Shalallaahu Alaihi Wassalaam. When we first got the Revelation from God, through the angel Gabriel. Also told to read. The angel Gabriel said to His Majesty iqra, which means read. So Can, we also have to read first, before continuing to the stage of rote. This can also be called a process!" light, tell.
Beautifully nodding and smiling, the girl got a little lesson from her Bubble akak. The sky heard what his wife said, the young man smiled faintly.
Beautiful also read the surah casually, if it is too fast instead of memorizing the existing even complicated. In haste.
"Read it three times, then close your eyes, and then I'll listen to you agree?" tanya Light.
The girl just nodded. After fifteen minutes, Beauty finally closed her eyes, to check her memory.
"Bismillaahir-rohiim."
"Al-haakumut-takaasur, (The splendors have neglected you)"
The light listened well. But it seems pretty forgot the second verse. Just look at the boy, like trying to remember his verse.
"Hattaa, (until)" The sky fished for the girl to pass on the piece of At-Takasur's verse.
The light is still faithfully waiting, Beautiful for the third verse.
"Kalla, (once not)" Heaven helped the girl back.
"Lau ta'lamuuna 'ilmal-yaqiin, (no! if you know for sure)"
"Hmmm wrong," said Light, reprimanding Beautiful. The round-faced girl went straight to verse five.
The round-faced girl, thinking hard, what was wrong the girl thought. Not that initially 'kalla' do not-don't Bubble's mind is wrong.
"Kallaa saufa ta'lamuun, (once no! Later you will find out (as a result of your actions)," The sky fixed its position to see the girl.
Beautifully grinning the horse, it turns out she was the wrong one, not her Bubble akak thought the rounder at that time.
"Can, you haven't memorized it yet, so read it over and over again. Once I've fully memorized, I'll listen back to you. You have to be fished, Om, first after that just said. It's a sign Beautiful can't remember completely" said Light.
Beautiful emang you used fish tea on the fishing line all. The round-faced girl lowered her head, as she felt that she was very hard to remember.
"What if we read together, slowly three times. You agree Can?" The sky gives a good idea. The young man knew that Beauty was desperate.
Beautiful who lowered her head, she raised her head slowly, because of the offer of her lecturer.
Sky and Beautiful read the Surah of At-Takasur together. Because the Light is an obstacle so do not come to read. That night the Sky and Light became an impromptu old man again after a year. The sky and the Light must give up time together, just because a Beautiful. Her mother and father are spending time together without their child.
What's up with Black in Jogja. In a boarding house, the young man of Acehnese descent was playing guitar. An hour to come, the young man will work as an indomaret service. When college is off, in the morning at nine he uses to bus from one to the other. Black had to work hard, in order to realize his dream. To study at the Faculty of Photographers. That's Black's life, the boy people are. But you have to work hard. The education of Agam Ariaja need not be doubted. Black who if at home can eat anything, when in Jogja he must save. Instant noodle morning, lunch rice wrap, dinner sometimes not. It's very sad, but this is life. Black started strumming the guitar.
Jrng ..jte ..jreng ..jreng ...Black takes a breath first before singing.
"If the moon could talk. Maybe people are scared. There is love too, all too, the past let it pass. Hey ...hey ..aaaaa .. I don't practice hooo .. who does maaaauuu." It seems Black is very lousy to remember the lyrics of the song. The lyrics are what replaced. Worse, he combined the song of Duel Sumbang with Wali's song.
"Hambar, mending the twins phone ah ...have not been in communication for a long time." Black spoke while looking for his phone. That nineteen-year-old, gnawing at his cell phone.
"Yes,"
"Jawab greetings first, play yes," Black scolded with a smile.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied someone from there.
"Cumaha damang, Neng!" ask Black to the guy.
"Lu lecture in Jogja why, using Sundanese, you feel like you are crazy," the answer from there was like a man chuckling.
"Well teros, real zinc piye(keep on how right)"
"Well, I'm the real one (well, this is the right one)" answered from there.
"Well, if I tell you your answer is opo? (Well, if I love you what the answer is)," seduced Black, with a faint smile. Imagine how the people on the phone would react.
"HITIMMM!" the scream from the phone made Black cover his ears.
Finally Black's favorite call came out of Archer's mouth. Black smiled wryly, for some reason less during the phone call with Archer. But the eight-year-old virgin had not called him Black.
"Oh Allah, Neng do not shout, forgive Akang's ears to be a budeg," he said while holding his laughter.
"His, since when did the cave become a markoneng?" ask Archer.
"What do you mean, how?" The Black did not understand Archer's intentions.
"Well, you called Nang-neng, Nang-neng that way. The Archer Cave is not Tam's markoneng!"
"Hadeh, laugh at the story," asked Black.
"Not stand-up comedy Cukk!"
"Well, how do you learn?"
"Yet, you don't remember the cave to study. You also have to remember yourself to learn. Cave doesn't know Tam, your face, your body is now like what. The term you become a road busker, the cage must chase the bus, hot-warm. The night was late at night, because of work as an indomaret maid. Gua thinks you're being ugly." Archer scatter while smiling knot.
"Ziaaaalan lu Cher!" Black doesn't accept being ugly.
"Haha... " Acher laughed.
"Had a laugh, a taste bud" said Black.
"Lu nyukahin cave?"
"If Allah has nothing."
"Basic Black Ugly!"
"Awas aja, if you meet, bogem floated Cher. You see, the cave is like Arkana's brother. It's a duplicate cave brother!"
"That's it," Archer replied mockingly.
"Already, talk to markoneng no benefits. Hye!" Black turned off the connection, having to leave for work.
Archer in the room smiled, because of his first love. Archer, unlike most young people, will move away or turn aggressive if he secretly loves his best friend. In those eighteen years, there was no change at all. Just like before, that's how Black feels. There are times when we need to be relaxed to deal with certain situations. Such a thing was once done by His Majesty Muhammad Shalallaahu Alaihi Wassalaam. Woles is best.
