This Story is called Love

Chapter 14 1/3 Night Arsenio and Qanita

The following days were spent by Arsen as a friendly person would smile. Finally, the feeling he has felt for so many years now has been reciprocated. The people closest to him were also happy with what Arsen felt.

“Assalamualaikum all.” Sapa Arsen when he arrived at the dining room.

“Waalaikummussalam.”

“Come breakfast first nak.” Take Diana, while taking breakfast for her firstborn.

“Iya ma.”

“Where did your results go down two weeks ago Ar, is it okay ? Or there are complaints or demands from employees there ?” Tanya Saad was stale on the sidelines of breakfast, even though she had received a report from her staff.

“Alhamdulillah no pa, only yesterday there are several types of plant seeds that have been newly developed and are still monitored for development pa.” Obviously Arsen was interrupted by his chew.

“Hmm bang. What is his heart now ?” Ask Azel without a stale ado.

Hearing Azel's question made Saad, Diana, and Istiza turn to Arsen who was decorating her face with a big smile.

“Alhamdulillah, good and getting better.” Answer Arsen spirit. “Pa, does Om Abdi already know that I like his daughter ?” Ask Arsen to his papa.

Got such a question, Saad immediately turned his head and smiled “Even everyone in Abdi's house knows, if you have always liked Qanita son, it's just that Qanita is cold to you. That's because of your past, and increasingly makes Qanita reluctant to stare let alone talk to you.”

“Hmmm, big also your feet guts, able to melt the ice block.” Irtiza Timpal.

Hearing the word ice block made Azel laugh so loudly, that Diana warned him.

Arsen was in the car that took him to the office, of course Andri who supported him. While passing by Qanita's house, she sees a beloved girl getting ready for work. Arsen only looked at and reviewed the smile so sincerely. Andri, who knew Arsen had been exposed to the pink virus from Qanita, immediately clicked her car, and made Qanita turn her head and gave a smile to cause a small basin on both cheeks.

“Really you know Ndri what I need now.” Arsen said without looking at Andri.

“Bos, remember he's not halal for you boss.” Andri's Sweat.

“Astagfirullah, yes you did klason him. He is wiggling.” Cerocos Arsenic.

“Mistake again, hmm.” Andri muttered while focusing on driving.

“Do I just stop Ndri, so I can see his smile and dimples every day ?” Arsen.

“Iya please boss. But does Qanita want ?” Andri asked with a little mock.

Arsen only raised a threatening look and was annoyed at Andri without wanting to say a word.

***

Qanita found out who was riding the car and she gave a very sweet smile. Until not realizing there is a pair of eyes that are looking at it with a meaningful facial expression.

“Have you exchanged a lot of news with him ?” Abdillah asked suddenly from the inside of the house.

“Astagfirullah.” Qanita stroked her chest. “Emm, rarely well, just a few times only.” Qanita replied, bowing her head hiding her red face.

“Is she as she likes you?” Abdillah asked back, and now she was right next to Qanita.

“Not know well.” Answer Qanita.

“Ask him if he likes you. When does he want to see dad ?” Abdillah said then walked towards the car beside the house.

Qanita was only made to grudge at her father's questions, so she did not realize Fateeh and Nazeen were already at his side.

“Kak Anit why bengong ? Fateeh asked, while Nazeen only observed her brother.

“Ah, no deck, you have left already. Dad is waiting for you.” Elak Qanita is trying to look okay.

“Hmmm, yes we have left first kak.” Nazeen.

“Assalamualaikum.” Take both of them when they are going to get in the car.

“Waalaikumussalam.” Answer Qanita.

After seeing the car that was boarded by his father and his two younger siblings slowly left the house. Now he told Maya to go to work. He put forward his motor matic and still ringing in the ears asked the question of the father earlier.

All day long he only thought about his father's words but did not cause him to lose focus on work. He thought about how to compile the words to ask Arsen. Would it be fine if he asked that in the near future ? While they just got close and not too often to tell each other ? Did Arsen not think of anything strange ? An example would be mentioning the aggressive woman Qanita while previously she hated Arsen ?

“haaaaa, dizzy, just go home first, it's already home hours. Males I thought of him.” Grunts at himself.

But again it is not that easy to throw Abdillah's sentence this morning in his mind, although he has suggested himself not to think but still nil. Along the way he thought about how to convey what his father told Arsen.

“Did I meet you at the cafe ? no no, I don't want to see him outside.” Saying to himself.

“What asked him to come home ? Hmm, no, ntar he even big heads, and surely the people of the house especially Nazeen will mock me.” Grunts again.

“No idea, no idea.” Frustrated speech.

“Eeeeeh, this is the way already melewatin my residential entrance, laaaah keblasan dong. Jeez Qanita pinter so much you. Gini again tomorrow. Because I thought about it anyway.” His ejek at himself, turning back.

“Assalamualaikum, Anit Go Home.” Greetings when entering the house.

“Waalaikumussalam.” Answer Maya.

“Dad hasn't come home yet ? Earlier in the car office already no fit Anit want to go home bu.” Qanita.

“Already, but again pick up your sisters at school. Starting today they get extra lessons from his school.” Obviously Maya.

“Oh, yes already ma'am, Anit in the room first want to clean-up.” Pamphitt.

Arriving in the room he immediately cleaned himself considering that the twilight curate had begun to be seen decorating the afternoon sky, it means magrib will arrive soon.

Finish the prayer Magrib, take a prayer beads and a Qur’an to calm his heart and mind. Asking for good steps to be taken, he dissolved in dhikr and slowly the clear liquid fell from his eyes. After the recitation of the Qur’an and began to read in a raucous voice because of crying. Until the Adhan Isyapun was heard, he also guessed who the owner of the voice, not Rizky, or the mosque muezzin.

His heart was startled and thumped, after realizing who the owner of the voice he had never heard. Slowly he closed his eyes and the sound of the Adhan began to pierce into his qalbunya, again now his tears fell until the Adhan was finished and recited the prayer. Qanita said softly.

“God willing, may God allow us to unite until we reach his Jannah.”

Maya who was behind Qanita just smiled while glazed over. How not, his son is very dependent on the owner of the heart, even until he fell in love with his creature he always wanted to go to Jannah with his chosen creature_.

Qanita realized Maya was behind her and was standing at the door of the mushollah, she saw the mother with a sweet smile and tears on her cheeks.

“May he lead you to Jannah_His son.” Please Maya and roll out the alphabet soon.

Qanita was only able to smile and marinate in her heart.

***

“So long ago son, don't hear you adzan anymore. Thank God God give mama a chance to hear that sweet voice again.” Diana said on the sidelines of her meal.

“Pa, ma, can Arsen ask you something ?” Ask with a hesitant leaven, with a glare.

“Whataa ?” saad and Diana answered in unison.

Irtiza and Azel, who are aware of the important conversation between their sister and their parents, make them eat in silence. They immediately finished their food. After dinner, Saad and Diana move to the room on the second floor, Arsenpun follow. Irtiza tidied up their dinnerware accompanied by a housekeeper while Azel watched her favorite show.

“What do you want to say ?” Saad asked and chose to sit next to his wife while Arsen was in front of him.

“Pa, mom. Is it not too hasty if in the near future Arsen will apply for Qanita ?”

Diana who heard Arsen's words was now looking at her husband with a smile, a second later the husband and wife's gaze met and both smiled.

“What have you involved in this nak ?” Ask Saad.

“I mean papa ? Arsen doesn't know pa.”

“I mean your papa, have you settled on your choice, and most importantly and foremost. Have you done istiqarah and have you involved your heart owner in this matter son ?” Obviously Diana.

“Insya Allah has, Arsen always asked if he is the best for Arsen. Approach Arsen with him, make Arsen stick to the establishment of Arsen if later there are things that are not good enough to block the good intentions of Arsen pa, ma.”

“Alright son, if it is your decision papa tama will always pray for you. When do you want to apply for it ?” Ask Saad.

“When would papa and mama be willing to apply for Arsen ?” Ask Arsen.

“Papa sama Insya Allah whenever ready nak.” Diana's unceasing reply gave a smile.

“If the end of next week ? Tomorrow you have to go to the branch office first for a few days. There are some things you have to finish there, because the leader can not cope.” Saad.

“Hmmm, well pa. tomorrow after Fajr Arsen will leave.”

“Iya, Andri will accompany you.” Said Saad.

“Time is so fast pa, it turns out that now he is big. Soon we'll have pa.”'s ghost Said Diana in tears.

“Arsen asked for his prayer ma, pa.” said Arsen as he stood up from his seat and returned to the room.

In his room, learned some files that had just been received from Andri by email. Until he did not realize the time had shown at 22:30. Immediately he closed his laptop and walked to the bathroom to clean himself and perform the prayer before going to bed.

***

Tok tok tok tok

There was a knock on the door from outside Qanita's room.

“Iya, briefly.” He said as he walked towards the door.

“Dad, mom, what's up?” Ask back.

“You've slept son ?” Ask Maya.

“But.”

“Can we enter ?” Ask Abdillah.

Qanita just nodded her head. Then gave way to both parents to enter his privacy room. Now her parents are sitting next to the bed while her room is in her dressing room seat.

“Anit, serious father with father's remark this morning son.” Saad opened the conversation.

Qanita simply lowered her gaze and tried to block the falling tear from drenching her cheeks.

“Son, we said like that not to coerce or sue you. But we saw that you were both in love. It is not good son if it is left to tarnish that we fear bad things happen.” Maya was gently loving.

“But dad, mom. Anit never met him, we exchanged messages rarely. Does this mean Anit was indirectly evicted from this house.? Say it while being sober.

“Astagfirullah no dear, same mother father never thought like that son. We just want the best for all of us especially you son.” Maya said again, while Abdillah had started to glaze over.

Abdillah got up from her seat and walked towards the window that led to immunkon “You know son, how much I love you. I raised you with all the love and affection I had. Watching you grow up and become a gem of sholehah for us. But inevitably, the father also had to release the little daughter of the father who is now an adult to find his own happiness and be with the man of his choice. You know how much it hurt me to take your brother off, and now inevitably sooner or later I'm gonna let you go too. Actually I'm sick, when there are other men who have started to fill your heart. But dad doesn't want to be selfish.”

Hearing what was said by the father made Qanita cry deeply, and her tears now fell more and more unobstructed.

“Son, we don't force you. But think first with cooking. Don't forget to ask for his instructions_.” Maya said and left Qanita's room while Abdillah first stroked the top of her daughter's head affectionately and followed her.

***

Time shows at 02:30 in the morning. Two people in different places, equally stricken by love are now awakened from their sleep. Walk to the bathroom and pray to perform the night prayer.

Arsen and Qanita both dissolved in their long last prostration and poured out all their hearts on the Creator. Ask for directions and ask for the best. After awakening from prostration, the cheeks are both equally decorated with a clear liquid that browses from the tip of the eye. The prayer is then both hands up.

“Yes Allah, O Robb, forgive the mistakes and sins that I have committed, whether intentional or not. Set the heart of the servant upon Your religion. Make a better personal servant. O Robbi, You are the one who presents this feeling to your being, the being that you so privileged. If he is the best for the servant, both for the religion, the world and the hereafter the servant then bring him close to the servant. Give the servant the convenience to justify it.” The Arsenic Prayer. Then proceed with recitation and reciting the Quran.

“Yes Divine Robbi, forgive all the mistakes of servants both past, present and future, whether the sins of the servant are intentional or not. O Allah Thou Almighty Knows of all the feelings that I feel today, if these feelings are wrong then remove O Allah. If Thou hast ordained him with me to reach Thy Jannah_, unite us O God in a lawful bond, a bond which Thou hast desired. However, if you do not give the servant strength and patience in accepting all the provisions of Your_. O Divine Robbi make a better personal servant, a person who is always close to you. Aamiin.” After that Qanita grabbed her prayer beads and dhikr.

Not feeling the time passed, now dawn began to sound syrup marked by the sound of Adhan. Qanita fell asleep holding a prayer beads, sitting up and leaning her head beside the bed. Waking up at the dawn alarm in HPnya embroidery, also marked by the presence of message notifications. HP to turn off the alarm and see who sent the message.

Assalamualaikum Qa, I'm sorry if I sent you this dawn message. Can you meet me in front of your house for a minute ? Nowow. The message was from Arsen. Qanita's little finger is now typing a reply message for Arsen.

“Waalaikummussalam, yes I will be out now.” Then he walked by still using the face and opened the room, but had not seen his father and his two sisters, the living room was still dark.

Just when Qanita opened the gate of her house, Arsen had been there only to make the girl shocked.

“Astagfirullah, ngagetin aja.” Surprised Qanita while stroking her chest and sighing.

“Sorry Sorry Qa.” Sesal Arsen with his cengengesan style. “Assalamualaikum.” Sweep later.

“Iya, Waalaikumussalam. What is dawn gini, what is Azel ? Ask Qanita.

“Papa same Azel still at home still getting ready. Om Abdi, Fateeh, which Nazeen ? Ask Arsen back.

“Still at home too like, why did you meet ?” Qanita asked annoyedly because Arsen had not answered her question.

“Qa, at dawn I will be going to the branch office for a few days.” Arsen began to get nervous.

“Be careful well. Then ?”

Arsen closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said “Qa, after I came back from the branch office and at the end of next week, I want to preach you. Do you mind ? I'll meet your parents.” The words were painstakingly taken out by Arsen.

After hearing Arsen's words, Qanita felt her body like cotton, and her legs were now shaking violently. Leaning palms on the wall of the fence of his house, began to regulate the breath and self-control “Late next week well ? It's Thursday now. I will wait for Arsenio. Assalamualaikum.” After giving an answer, he stared intently at Arsen's eyes. Arsen was enveloped by a smile of relief.

Behind his trembling body and his eyes now began to glaze over. Right before opening the door, it was already open from the inside. Surprise was deliberately shown by Abdillah when in fact he knew what happened. Without seeing his father he half ran towards the mushollah in his house and passed his two younger siblings just like that.

Arsen, who was left by Qanita in front of his house, is now walking alone to the mosque. While Saad and Azel were looking at each other while smiling meaningfully in the middle of his journey.