
That's love. Love is beautiful. Because he works in a vast space of life. And his job is to give, to give what is needed by loved ones to grow better and to be happy for it. Such was the love that grew in the heart of Ustadz Hasan to his wife and also his son. He gave the best for the people he loved to grow well. Enough economy also does not forget to make himself and his wife and child become an expert worship.
Arrive early in the morning, for the meeting of Asthma with Ihsan. Asma said goodbye and asked permission for her father and mother to carry out dhuha in the mosque as well as meeting with Ihsan. Hugging his face in the chest, Asma met his father and his mother who were sitting in the saung behind the house.
“ayah, mother .. asma permission to want dhuha in mosque at once there is a need with bang ihsan diasjid.” Asthma Vocabulary.
“mau daddy interracial ?” Ask ustadz Hasan.
“just have your own asthma, dad. Still morning the air is still cool, asthma just want to walk.” Clear Asthma.
“you, be careful yes, dear.” Ustadzah Zulfah.
“iya , mother. Assalamu’alaikum.” Asthma Vocabulary.
“wa’alaikumussalam .”
A bright morning with cool air, the wind was unceasingly blowing calmly greeting everyone. The white sky turns blue, adding beauty this morning. A beautiful girl was sweeping the porch of her house, with a red robe and a black veil. His face looked cheerful with the company of the little eight-year-old Noah, who now sits in Primary School (SD).
“nuha has breakfast not yet ?” Ask Salwa who is sweeping.
“have eaten fried bananas made by bu’e earlier the same drink sweet tea.” He said he was sitting on the bench reading a story book.
“later breakfast with mba salwa yuk. Mba make fried rice. Nuha want to go?” salwa.
“mau .. noha likes fried rice that soy sauce a lot.” Naha.
“means noha ga likes spicy fried rice yaa, if that's the same as mba.” Salwa said with a smile.
“we enter yuk .” Take Salwa while embracing Noah.
His footsteps began to enter the courtyard of the mosque. Arriving at the mosque, he met a young man who was calmly reading the Qur’an. The young man began to raise his gaze when he felt that there was a person who had stopped beside his right.
“asma ..” ucpaanya.
“bang assyam ! assalamu’alaikum ..” says Asma.
“wa’alaikumussalam warohmatullah .. “ He answered while upholding his feet to stand up.
“tumben to mosque early in the morning, want dhuha mosque ?” ask Asyam.
“iya. There is a need also with someone.” Answer Asma.
“with ihsan ?” ask Asyam.
“iya.” The answer was short and down.
“ada on top, medium dhuha.” Reveal it.
“if so, I go up first. Assalamu’alaikum.” The Asma that passed left Asyam.
“wa’alaikumussalam warohmatullah.”
Upon reaching Asma above, he saw Ihsan who was rubbing his face with both hands and was about to step towards him. But after his eyes opened and saw the existence of Asthma opposite his feet stopped with eyes that looked at the woman he had been beaten. She looked back for a moment and turned her eyes to the floor. Ihsan ventured to get closer in front of Asma.
“assalamu’alaikum ..” says Ihsan.
“wa’alaikumussalam ..” answers with the direction of the bowed eye.
“mau pray dhuha?” tanya Ihsan who only answered a nod of the head by Asma.
“yasudah, pray first. I'm waiting under.” Ihsan.
Asma also walked leaving Ihsan towards the women's prayer room which was bounded by a large cloth. While Ihsan returned down the stairs to meet his best friend, Asham who was on the terrace of the mosque.
“it looks like you lost your cherry face after that day. Do I bring sadness to you, my little elf.” (whispers Ihsan in his mind as he descends the stairs).
Found his best friend who was sitting quietly by holding the Qur’an he was reading. With a smile on his face, Ihsan stepped closer and sat down beside Asyam.
“shodaqollahul’adziim ..” says Asyam.
“have met Asthma ?” ask Asyam.
“already, he's praying.” Answer Ihsan.
“ada needs yes ? until asma masjid early in the morning.” Ask Asyam.
“iya .. “ the answer is short.
“it feels like I can't bear to tell you the truth. Already , not necessarily asthma received a proposal abi for me.” Ihsan's whisper in his heart.
“why silence, san ?” ask Asyam.
“ah, it's okay.” The answer.
“bang ihsan ..” call a woman from behind.
Ihsan and Asyam turned to meet the call from behind. He met a woman who was standing with her arms around the face who was staring at Ihsan. Ihsan stood up and approached him.
“syam, I stay first yes.” Ihsan.
“ya, please.” Reply Asyam.
Ihsan also took Asma to the mosque secretariat. They sat on the sofa far away. Ihsan was confused to see Asthma's attitude towards him, who had never been willing to look at her since, his face was always hidden.
“insya good god, bang.” The answer.
“asma angry same brother ?” ask again.
“on what basis asthma angry same brother.” Asma.
“apa .. abi application yesterday interrupted your mind ?” ask Ihsan.
“for sure. May Allah make it easy for asthma to give the best decision.” Asthma Vocabulary.
“already decided ?” ask again.
“not yet.” Answer Asma.
“abang apologize. Honestly, my brother doesn't know about this at all. The arrival of umi and abi yesterday, which brother knows only for Ibrahim without any other purpose. Abi and Ummi have not talked about this at all with brother. Brother sorry, this is not brother's will.” Ihsan.
“Although this is not the will of brother, but this is already the will of God. Asma is sure Allah has written this incident long before ummi and abi planned.” Say Asma with a sharp look to Ihsan.
“abi and ummi are not wrong in this regard. The Ridho of God lies in the ridho of the elderly. Bismillah, may Allah meridhoi.” (say Ihsan in his heart).
“bang ihsan why silent ?” tanya Asma who resuscitated the daydreams of Ihsan.
“ngga , asthma. Nothing at all.” Her speech.
“if nothing has been talked about, asthma says back home.” Asthma Vocabulary.
“hmm. Well then, be careful. Greetings ustadz hasan and mother zulfah.” Ihsan.
“insya god delivered.” Sahut Asthma.
When about to wear sandals, Asma still found Asham near him. But he was accompanied by a girl. At first, Asma stared with a heated feeling. But it turns out that she is a girl who is also known and became a playmate as a child.
"Aspie..."
"Nrank .."
Kirei Shaqueena, she is a girl of Japanese descent who lived in Jakarta a few years ago. He was a member of the Arrohman mosque youth at the time. With Asma, Ihsan and Raina had definitely known him.
"god kirei, I pangling, I really don't know you." Asma said in Kirei's arms.
"Alhamdulillah I can still meet you here. I only have one destination so I can meet you, which is only in this mosque." Kirei obviously took off his embrace.
"oh yes, this is ka asham. It's the class I told you about." Kirei.
"kirei, I already know him." Sahut Asthma.
"are you telling me what asthma is ?" Ask Asyam who got the gaze from Asthma.
"mmm..."
"oh yes, I .." said Asma.
"yet on the way home .." Say someone while approaching.
"this must be so good." Said Kirei cheerfully.
"branch, this is kirei. our playmates first." explained Asma.
"god willing, it's hijab now. mantaaab. masya allah, pangling you know." said Ihsan.
"the more beautiful I am, the hijab bang." joked Kirei with a laugh.
"god willing, beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful.may Istiqomah." said Ihsan gave his thumb.
"how if we have breakfast first, mumpung get together. There's also new kirei." Ihsan.
"May, I ordered yes. You wait ajah." said Kirei excitedly.
"I'm coming along." Asma's speech immediately got a hand grip from Kirei.
They eat porridge together, while telling stories, nostalgic in the past. Finally Asthma can smile and laugh, forgetting the temporary bothersome burden.
A little Ihsan peeked, stealing to just look at his smile. Likewise with Asham who occasionally glanced at him.
"you, so continue your story ?' Ask Asma to Kirei.
"depending on the person, ma. it's important I've been working according to what he wants first." Kirei.
"yet you know my message, do not intend to change yourself because of someone, intend all just because and for God." Assertive Asthma.
"are you talking about what ? surely you guys used to like to confide in the ones you didn't know." Ask Ihsan.
"gini lhoo bang, so he's got his love story when he was in high school. The man wants her hijab ...."
"uhukk .. uhuuk .. uhuk ..."
"are you okay, sham ?" Ihsan asked while patting Asham on the back, quietly.
Sipping a sip of water, Asham looked at Asthma and was also met with a gaze by Asthma.
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