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Awal
"And We will certainly give you a trial, with a little fear, hunger, lack of wealth, soul and fruit. And give glad tidings to those who are patient."
(Al-Baqara:155)
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If life is like a video that can be played as you wish, want to be back or look for a scane that he likes, maybe Amira is the first person who wants to change her destiny.
Yes, he wants to change his destiny. Because he will be the first to feel that everything he experiences is an injustice. Why so? Because as people say regret always comes at the end because when it comes at the beginning of the month regret the name but the plan.
Amira regretted her decision to reject Dinan, not because Dinan remained inside her chest. Nope. This was all due to a word one of the ustazah he knew.
"The good man will not give a relationship without a commitment that does not include God."
The sentence was so striking to Amira, as everyone clearly knew that Dinan was offering marriage instead of courtship. However, from all these regrets Amira remained grateful and took the wisdom behind it. He believed that God was always there for his servant.
Amira was sitting on the porch seat, waiting for her mother to come home from environmental studies. Yes, after two more years of living here. Amira and her mother agreed to try to mingle with people around so that they can take advantage of their free time by seeking knowledge or benefiting others.
Amira occasionally justifies the position of her hijab, she is a little restless because all have greeted but the mother did not appear despite her shadow. Today her mother was studying at the mosque near the big road. There is a routine public review every Thursday.
"This kok hasn't come home yet" said Amira standing up from her seat, she opened the fence and looked anxiously looking to her right and left.
"Wait who?"
Amira immediately turned her head, then she looked down. Yes, Amira who is now better than Amira who was two years ago.
"That's, Mr. Faris I'm waiting for mom."
"Your mother prayed Magrib, she will go home with my wife."
Amira nods in understanding and before Faris leaves to return home, explaining that she came home to light her house and then returned to the mosque.
Amira was silent for a moment then decided to go inside the house, because the night wind had begun to feel. Amira came in and did not forget to close the door. He remembered correctly that if it was late at night the demons would wander. Remember a story about a female demon who always frightened small children in the time of Prophet Sulayman, so at dusk young children are forbidden to come out and recommended to close the door by saying basmalah.
Amira takes wudu to calm the heart and also preparations for the Magrib Prayer. He went into the bathroom with his left foot and did not forget that he was saying a prayer. After coming out of the bathroom with all the rituals before the prayer Amira heard the azan magrib reverberate. He sat quietly on a chair while listening to the azan and answering the azan as taught.
After the Azaan Amira held a prayer service and put on a prayer, he did not forget to say a prayer because according to what he knew that between the azaan and iqamah there was a mustajab time for prayer to be granted. Amira's prayer was not grandiose, she just wanted to be forgiven all the sins she had ever committed, the sins of her parents, and her brothers. Simple right?
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Amira walks into the kitchen, where she sees her mother putting some things in the fridge.
"Is there help, Mom?" Amira's mother turned her head then shook her head.
"It's over" said the mother, folding a plastic bag.
"Yes, if you eat the vegetables are still in the pot, Mom." Amira stepped up.
"Have you eaten?" Amira turned her head smiling while nodding before stepping back inside her room.
Since a year ago Amira turned into a more reserved figure than usual, she used to be quiet but there were still voices issued for ordinary pleasantries. But now no longer, whether with anyone he became an introverted individual.
Amira opened some of the recipes on her desk, she again struggled with some modifications to the recipe that could be done. Amira actually already has a lot of recipes as her own characteristic but, for some reason she still likes to do this. Amira likes the domestic menu compared to continental menu which according to him does not match his tongue so he often makes a series of menus that are almost similar to continental menus but with the composition of domestic menus.
Amira heard the door open, she turned her head and saw her mother standing at the door. Amira's mother stared flatly, not knowing what had happened.
"Abang and mbak you will move here the day after tomorrow, you do not want to clean up the room that will be his room." Amira smiled faintly.
"God willing tomorrow, Mom." Amira's mother nodded then closed the door again. Amira smiled then she refocused on the book in front of her.
After finishing with the book and the questioner Amira tidied up the table then she stared at the calendar on the table, she saw there was a date she had circled for the day after tomorrow. He looked at the schedule list of activities he had made he just remembered that he had a schedule to teach cooking courses for a residential PKK mother's activities.
Amira stared at the row of housing names in silence. He sighed then said Istighfar repeatedly to minimize the sense that infiltrated the chest cavity.
Amira recalls her conversation with Nirmala that afternoon, about a year ago before Nirmala decided to get married. Nirmala is now married to one of her friends. That afternoon Nirmala said that.
"That is past is not necessarily back, so we better organize ourselves not to face the future. We can't force someone to mate with us how strong we keep and how long we wait."
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The night after finishing her work, Amira immediately went to the bathroom because she felt something uncomfortable so she had to immediately check it turned out that her guess was correct that a monthly guest had come, which was a guest, Amira is only able to be grateful for anything that comes her way. With this kind of situation makes Amira a little lazy to wake up in the morning, so he oversleeps. Time has shown five o'clock more he just came out of the room.
When he came out of the room he heard the babble of the little boy, he was confused but he immediately checked into the living room and sure enough there was already his brother and his first child talking.
"Sister should be good with sister, he said brother wants to like Fahma."
"But still my sister can't wear sister's clothes."
"Yes, if you wear sister's clothes still can't, greatness."
"That means you're not wearing your sister's shirt?"
"No" said Arif, answering the child's question.
Amira smiled at the warmth between the two, so she remembered the father. He remained glued to the door until Fatimah's screeches resuscitated him.
"Amah Am." Fatimah came down from her seat and ran to embrace Amira's leg.
Amira turned to the year the older brother smiled at her, she felt a happy burst of seeing her. Then Amira crouched down in front of her father who was already seven years old.
"Assalamualaikum, Fatimah's brother." Amira stroked Fatimah's hair affectionately.
"Waalaikumsalam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh, Amah." Fatimah put her hand to Amira's neck. Since childhood, the two are indeed close enough so that what happens is common.
"Any healthy?"
Amira nodded slowly.
"Fatimah is also healthy, Abi is healthy, Umi is healthy and small grandpa is also healthy." Fatimah still hugged Amira.
"Everything is healthy to say" said Amira who was enthusiastically greeted by Fatimah to release her hand.
"Alhamdulillah." Fatimah cupped both cheeks Amira then rained a lot of kisses.
"Honey Love." Fatimah then ran towards the mother who seemed to be calling. Amira just stared at Fatimah's cheer in silence without her expecting her brother to have walked closer.
"How are you?" Arif reached out his hand to help Amira stand up, and happily Amira accepted later without hesitation she hugged the older brother.
Since Dinan's departure the elder brother had turned warm, he had no idea what Dinan had said to the older brother in the week before the man moved. However, Amira had to be grateful for whatever the man said because he was able to melt the brother's heart.
"When is it good why do you wake up?" Arif hugged his sister tightly, then he wiggled his body to the right and to the left.
Amira does not answer Arif's question he enjoys the warmth of his sister. He felt protected, the feeling came back.
"Fatimah is so cheerful, she resembles you." Arif suddenly made a sound out of the lane.
"Abang hopes, he grows into a strong figure like you."
Amira reduced her embrace then gave a warm smile.
"He will grow better than Ami. He will be a better man than Ami. He's perfect, he has two really awesome parents."
Arif pinched Amira's cheek. "It's getting older" Arif said with a sweet smile.
"It's old too" said the mother making Amira grimace. He was sure what topic to talk about.
"Yes, old man doesn't do any good."
"Abang, prayer words. Would have liked it if Ami didn't do it." Not feeling guilty Arif actually laughed at the face of the younger sister.
Amira is not purely angry, she just wants to string the warmth of the family even though it feels too late without the presence of the father. But how else, fate has determined and man has no power to change it. Now all Amira needs to realize is one thing, that Allah will not lock the servant beyond the limits of being able and every God gives a trial there must be a beautiful gift behind it.
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