When My Wish Is In Line With My Destiny

42. The Deep Longing

The sound of the cell phone eliminates the silence between them. Icha instantly picked up her phone and received an incoming call from someone.

"Assalamualaik." Icha opened her phone first.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied someone from across the street.

"Am I talking to Ma'am Icha?"

"Yes, it's me. What's wrong, mbak?"

"Ica's drunk, it's Asthma' mbak." tell her.

"Asma'."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Alhamdulillah. How are you doing there, As?"

"Alhamdulillah is good."

"Self how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah As, may be well."

"There's As, why did you suddenly call here?"

"Eum..."

"This is mbak..."

"Why As, what do you want to say?"

"Em Asthma' just want to know if mom is sick again Ma'am."

"Mother's sick?" ask Icha who confirmed his hearing.

"Yes mad, the mother again misses Mas Zain until he gets sick, mbak."

Icha was silent on her phone.

"Mother."

"Eh. Yes As."

"Mbak why?"

"Not really As, that's okay. Yaudah Ma'am will be there soon ya jengukin mother."

"Eh. no need to mbak, ntar ngerepotin. It's far away from me."

"No papa As, all mbak also want to visit the pesantren."

"Sorry, Asthma' is not good for me."

"No papa As. Mbak happy because you want to tell Mbak if mom is sick again."

"Yes mbak, in fact the mother also misses the same Mother Icha but the mother does not dare to talk to her brother Icha for fear of ngerepotin Mbak Icha."

"Oh my God, after this I went there."

"Once again Asma' apologise to me."

"Yes, not papa."

"Assalamualaikum" said Asma' who ended her call.

"Waalaikumsalam." answered Icha.

After that Icha put back the phone.

"What's up, son? Who's sick?" ask Fajar who heard their little talk.

"Mother is sick."

"Mother? whose mom?" The dawn asked again.

"Husna's mother who Ica told me this story is equally papa."

"Oh....."

"What is he sick of?"

"I don't know pa either."

The dawn then fell silent.

"Em... if Icha aja mother to his house can not pa?" ask Icha and ask permission.

Hearing his daughter's request, Dawn momentarily remained silent and thought.

Icha was waiting for an answer from the look on his papa's face. And that smile was unraveling, the girl was also staring happily.

"But you can't go there alone."

"Then Icha has to go with who pa?"

"Papa will accompany you there."

"But." His words were interrupted.

Dawn had already convinced her daughter if she had recovered like before, only her legs were still paralyzed.

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That day it looked so different. The sun does not shine brightly shining on the earth, the light is dim because it is covered in black clouds that surround it at that time.

It is in accordance with the heart of the mother at this time. He looked so upset when he had to endure the longing for his son who was far away there. A mother's longing for her child can not be treated by anything other than always sending prayers and hoping to meet him soon.

Ms. Husna sat alone in front of her house while cleaning a little flower plant that had some small grass in its pot.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am." Asthma' comes in undergoing her mother's hands.

"Getishalight."

"Why are you again?"

"Mother again cleaned the flowers planted the same mas you nduk."

Asthma' was silent with her two eyes that looked teary.

Husna stopped her activity and sat down on the bench.

Asma' also sat down with her mother and gently rubbed her mother's shoulders.

"Every time the mother always prayed that your mas there was given the ease and enjoyment of learning by Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala. Also always awake from all the slander of the world that can be neglected. But somehow mom always worried about you being there, she missed her presence so much, I wanted her to come home and come back here with us."

Asma' again gently rubbed his mother's shoulder.

"How do you think mom should nduk?" the look on the mother's face was directed at her daughter.

Asma' breathed.

"Asma' knows the mother's current feelings. Asthma also can not ban the same miss mother Mas Zain who is now far the same as us here. But you also have to be able to brush off the worries and worries of the mother against Mas Zain, because all the worries and worries came from the devil Bu. If you keep going like this Mas there will not feel calm and can not feel the pleasure of learning."

"Mom should be more stoic and sincere Ma'am. Asma' believes Mas Zain over there will also be fine if you don't continue to worry about him. Stay a little while ma'am, Mas Zain finished his master. Don't you want Mas Zain to come home with a very successful mother later."

Asma' said it sounded so soft on her mother that it made her mother's tears melt.

"You really, you shouldn't be acting like this, you're overdoing it, you don't realize that this mother's anxiety will have the same effect on you there. Khilaf nduk's mother."

Asma' approached her mother affectionately.

"That man is the place to be and forget Mom."

Ms. Husna was so grateful, when she was weak like this there was still a daughter who was always loyal to accompany her besides Mr. Ilham.

That afternoon, Asma' had just returned from college and immediately came to the mother who was lonely, it turns out his presence can indeed entertain as well as eliminate the turmoil that hit her mother.

An old grey expander stopped by the side of the road. The eyes of the two of them were fixed on the car that had just come and continued to pay attention to who was going to come out from it.

A girl with a light blue robe was also a gray headscarf that looked so graceful out of the car with a few parcels in her hand.

Asma' and also the mother is no longer foreign to him. Yeah, it's Fitri, Astma's best friend from small to college one now. Since childhood, their closeness can no longer be explained. It's just that they split up a few years because they both studied at the pesantren but in different places.

"You really bother Fit bring all this."

Yes papa loh as, if I have not played here for a long time either."

"Oh yes this is your phone, just missed in my house."

"Alhamdulillah, thank you Fit."

"Together with As."

"There was also an incoming call from Zain's mas, but there was no time to lift because I was cooking again."

"Neng Fitri, let's go inside first, let's just talk inside."

"Chew Ma'am." replied Fitri with a slight bow.

Husna took her guests inside and talked there.

Elsewhere before he came to Asma' house to visit Bu Husna, Icha along with his father first visited his boarding school first.

He longed for the atmosphere in the pesantren. Missing the voice of the students who are busy with teaching the Quran as well as books of fiqh and others.

The roar of the students at the time when their spirit of learning was burning in the hours of the lesson began.

Other things related to pesantren.

When you get there, Ica was immediately warmly welcomed by his mother Sharifah whom he called by the call of Ummah also kyai Muhammad Hasan and did not miss the friend he missed the most until now, namely Medina.

The look is getting older, Dina is now an ustadzah there.

"Subhanallah ca, your image Ki more ayu. pangling sample I ca." said Dina with full praise when dealing with Icha at that time.

"Dina...Dina. you never changed yes from the first time remain the same as Dina who I used to know, even though now has become an ustadzah."

They continued to talk and let go of each other's longing. Not apart from that, Dina also invited Icha into the princess dormitory to see what their activities were there at that time.

"By Allah! I miss the atmosphere like this Din, I feel like I want to be like before."

Icha expresses her longing with teary eyes.

Dina just gently rubbed Ica's shoulder also returned with a full smile.

"Now where are you going to college?"

asked Dina when they were in the boarding school.

"Alhamdulillah I am now studying at IAIN Jakarta Din."

"God willing, what is ca?"

"Arabic Literature."

Both of Dina's eyes sparkled at the expression of her best friend. He was amazed by the spirit of learning Icha, when he had failed in winning a scholarship that he had dreamed of and became his greatest ambition, he said, now he saw that failure was not the end of his spirit. But the beginning of his journey to achieve success.

Not only the development of Ica in the field of literature alone that makes Dina touched happy when hearing the memorization of the growing Ica Quran it also makes Dina's tears melt just like that. So moving.

"You're in college too, aren't you Din?"

Dina was silent while smiling.

"Yes ca, thank God I can go to college."

"Alhamdulillah, I am very pleased with the horror of Din, in addition to being wise in this boarding school you can also go to college."

Dina smiled back.

Their conversation continued for a long time until it seemed like the day was approaching dusk.

Icha and her father decided to stay one night at the boarding school, when it was morning they would move from the boarding school to the house of Bu Husna.

After Fitri went home from his best friend's house this afternoon there was one more guest who was so awaited by Asma's presence'.

Yes, Ica. At the end of their phone conversation yesterday Icha said that he would come today to the house of Asthma'.

But until the day had approached evening, Icha had not yet revealed the trunk of his nose, plus himself who had not given any news to Asthma' at that time.

Asma' continues to wait in front of her house, her heart and feelings become unsettled because there has been no news from Icha. He was afraid of something happening on the way, especially Icha also did not tell himself that he came to Solo along with the Dawn of his papa.

"Wait on who else, Magrib, come on in."

"Yes ma'am." said asthma who was tired.

Shortly after, there was a voice of the magrib, Asma' decided to enter his house and close the door of his house tightly.