Thunder on Earth Love

A Proposal

In the morning the atmosphere of the boarding school frenzied with the sound of the students who are teaching. After the morning study they prepare to leave for school which is still under the auspices of the pesantren foundation.

Az and Afif are also ready to teach. There Az became an English teacher for Tsanawiyah students. He taught three times a week. If Afif certainly teaches that smells of religion.

In the afternoon, Az will teach English lessons for children.

"After this there's a plan where Fif?" ask Az after their teaching hours are over. Right now they were in a teacher room that was still quiet. Everyone is busy with their classes.

"It looks like I'm going to get huggy Az. Want to improve your eyes and also your heart," Afif replied while tidying up the book on his desk.

"You're still hoping to meet that girl?"

"Entah Az. I don't want to be too hopeful. It's been a month and he never showed up again" Afif said with a look of sadness.

Afif is also a normal human being who has feelings. He had a feeling that could feel what was called sadness. He has a heart to love. And his love at this time was even anchored to a girl he was completely unfamiliar with. Is it wrong to hope for an uncertain love? Is it wrong if his heart still retains that feeling until now? What will Afif do when he meets the girl again?

"Who is the one who never shows up again?" suddenly a voice came out from the entrance. The maroon-red hijab-wearing young girl walked over to Afif.

"You if you enter say hello first. This goes directly into playing nimbrung," said Afif to his sister named Syifa.

"So Kak Afif and Kak Az really seriously chatted. Who's hayoo?"

"Little kids aren't yet time to know." Afif came out of his desk. Then take Az out of the teacher's room.

"Sir Afif has been weird lately. There is something veiled like that" muttered Syifa alone. The sweet girl seemed to think for a moment. Then shaking his head won't bother. It should also replace teachers on leave. Retrieving textbooks that are lined up neatly covered the special books of the teachers.

Az and Afif walked back to the hill. They enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the village. Most of the people work as farmers. Some are also migrating to the city to find a greater income. But the life of the village is a peace. The harmony and gotong royong are tightly intertwined.

Although it is a country but the place is also close to the city. It only took about half an hour to reach the urban area. The village is near the city border. So the lives of the citizens are very prosperous.

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Thunder entered his house with long strides. He'll be at the office for a while to check his work. As he passed the living room, his mother and father were chatting.

Thunder's feet had already stepped on one rung of the stairs until a voice stopped his steps.

"Thunder, here baby!" call the mama.

Thunder is approaching. He felt that something would be seriously discussed because his father was also at home. "What's wrong Ma? Thunder wants to go to the office," he said.

"Sit down Gun first. Papa wants to talk for a second, "pinta the papa.

Thunder also according. He sat near his mother.

"Look Gun, your age is ripe for a household. Papa and Mama want to see you get married" Faisal told Guntur's father.

Thunder was not surprised by his parents' request. Often he was asked by his mother to immediately find a potential ghost.

"Yes Pa, Ma. Thunder will marry but not now."

"Well, when do you keep resisting, honey? Mom and Dad are getting older. You're our only son. Please understand Gun!" said Sonia her mother. Thunder was the only child in his family. The mother is not allowed to conceive again because of the condition of the uterus that is not possible.

"Papa has a candidate for you. It just so happens that she's Papa's business partner's daughter. He also studied here. Graduated soon. Papa's sure she's a good girl for you."

"Yes Thunder. Mama also agrees with your Papa's choice. His father was also a good man. Her daughter is beautiful. Same with you,"

"Ok Thunder will marry. But Thunder wants to marry a widow."

Instantly Thunder's speech left his parents in shock. He soon got up leaving both his parents.

"Your son is crazy, perhaps Ma?"faisal said gawking at Thunder's words.

"He's your son Pa."

"Truely said the widowed Ma was indeed more seductive."

"But the virgin is also more charming Pa."

In the other corner Samuel was eavesdropping while giggling. Thunder may even want to marry a widow. To avoid the pressure of his parents Thunder is indeed an expert. There is a reason that is made. Yesterday he said to stay strong first. Already well established, said he was not ready to be a household leader, afraid of not being able to educate his children well. He said his mental still was mental beans. Uh, now even ask for marriage with the widow. Tomorrow he may ask for a marriage with nine-nini, so that his parents give up.

"Duh, who asked for marriage with the widow. Why is his face so. Add sugar to sweet. So that seger-asem how it is," Samuel's tease that rests on the door of Thunder's room.

Thunder did not touch Samuel's temptation. The mood is not good. He immediately took office supplies and put them in his briefcase.

He went out of the room without looking at Samuel.

"You just ride the bike. I'm in a hurry!" thunder sounds rang out.

"The gas is abis Kak. I'm going to do it!"

Thunder reached into his pants pocket. Take change when you buy food for street children. "Now, buy gasoline." Thunder pulled out Samuel's palm and placed a purple note there. Then pass away.

"Allahu akbar!" Samuel patted his head with the money.

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Shafa left again badly that day. There he found calm. Green scenery and cool breeze. Shafa sat there peacefully. The leaves dance to the rhythm of the wind. The branches swayed her body gracefully. Everyone was happy without burden. The sound of birds singing sounded like music.

Shafa closed his eyes enjoying every gust of wind that hit his face. I was struck with the gentle whisper of the wind. Until he did not realize the arrival of two men behind him.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ukhti!"

Shafa instantly got up from his seat and turned around while answering his greetings. "Wa'alaikumsalam Akii!"

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The world stopped turning for a moment. Shafa's heart and mind are trying to digest what his eyes see. The two men before him were like a shadow of his past. One of them looks like Fachri and the other looks like Aldi. The man who has disappeared since the incident that destroyed him. That day was a very painful day for him.

How are the shadows of the two opposing faces now in front of him?

Not only Shafa was shocked but Az was also. He felt the same way, the face of the girl before him was like a stranger to him. The girl who used to fill her days. The girl he loved so much. Until a mistake destroys everything. Az thinks maybe it's just a coincidence they look alike.

The girl in front of him looks elegant by wearing material pants and a white T-shirt. Coated cardigan length blue and also veil with the same color. A beautiful face beamed like an angel. Any man who sees will surely be lulled by the beauty of the girl.

"Afwan ukth. I want to know whose name is it?" asked Afif politely with his beautiful voice.

"Call me Shafa,"

"I'm Afif and this is my friend, Az's calling."

Shafa cupped his hands together in front of his chest. A faint smile extended from her sweet cheeks. Appears small basins that decorate.

Az was more astonished, the dimple was also the same as the property of the girl he knew. Is this just a coincidence again?

Shafa himself just remembered that the man who introduced himself as Afif was the same man as someone he had met the other day in this place as well.

"Does Miss Shafa already have a man who is halal?" ask Afif again.

Shafa was able to catch the direction of the male conversation before him. The halal man in question must be a husband.

"Sorry! I don't have a husband" Shafa said. His heart began to wry. The person he just met asked such a thing.

"Alhamdulillah!" exciting Afif. Shafa who heard it was getting astonished.

"Then with the reading of Bismilborn-rahmaanir-rahiim allow me to preach the ukhti. Make the ukhti as my life companion," said Afif in earnest.

Shafa was flabbergasted by the proposal. The gusts of wind were getting louder as if blowing his soul. A statement he never expected before. Nature also seems to be a witness to the proposal that Afif said.

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The world is full of miracles

Worshipping and laughter on top of it

Lots of surprises

Everyone wants to hold the world

The world is just a beautiful trick

The choice is do you want to hold or hold?

See you guys...