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I was in the middle of a holy soul in white and white clothes complete with a characteristic gloved. I tried to merge with the yellow book just like the others but this time my focus was completely gone. The night I was staring until I couldn't sleep. Sabila special girl has brought poison on my night.
"Allahu Akbar ... Allahu Akbar." Suddenly my heart flinched and my tears dripped when I heard Adhan. The call that leads me to God. Now that my weakness is at the end of the road I cannot prevent my sorrow before my Creator.
I began this morning with Bismillah, in the Name of Allah, the All-Wolf. Only God can make man happy and sad and to Him this self is resigned. Last night to feel crumpled my body and melted my spirit but now after the morning prayers and prayers of the chanted Qunut felt re-watered my heart. I want to forget what I knew last night about Sabila and the Ustad Catholics.
Every now and then I notice the vastness of the courtyard in the Tafaqquh Fiddin boarding school with a neat and slick building. My eyes were pampered looking around the courtyard with green plants and flowers blooming. Alright enough to enjoy the atmosphere today, I should prepare to go to school for the last day of the Mid-Semester Examination.
"Akmal" said Gus Zen, who considered me his friend, but nevertheless he was my place of blessing, the son of Kiyai Ibrahim.
"Enggeh Gus" I replied slowly.
"How are you doing?" gus Zen asked a little worriedly.
"Alhamdulillah," answered me who was among the likes because of God's great favors but also because of the favor of my love for Sabila which began to be snatched by Him.
Gus Zen patted me on the shoulder gently with a smile he said, "Patience the santri kang .. Maybe this is your trial and temptation in seeking knowledge."
"Suggeh Gus ready, In Shea Allah."
"Act." Call a woman behind the two men.
"Yes Ani" said Gus Zen.
"Eh Gus .. ngapunten (sorry)." Ani held him down and put his hands in front of his chest.
"Laa ba's (it's okay)," replied Gus Zen.
"I have to be with Akmal."
"Oh why ? About Sabila," Gus Zen guessed.
"Em .. em eng-nggeh Gus." Ani was nervous and nervous.
Suddenly Akmal's heart thumped furiously at the new news about Sabila that Ani brought.
"It." Ani held out a letter in front of Akmal.
A little hesitant Akmal took the letter. He was very curious about the contents of this letter.
"What did you write with your attendant, Sabila?" akmal's heart.
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After Sholat zuhur Akmal opened the letter. His misses and disappointments are raging.
"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahiim." Akmal opened the letter slowly. He saw Sabila's beautiful and neat writing in full color as if - this message would be very deep.
"For someone who has privileged me.
One month ago you sent a girl your first letter. Yeah, it was me.
Trust me I'm happy with your letter and I'm happy to return your letter. At that time I seemed to find my dreams and a sense of being loved by you. But ... Everything suddenly collapses after we know the real facts. I see in your eyes that it is autumn. I'm sorry ...
A woman wants what is best for her and what is certain for her. When the man met my parents and expressed his desire to marry me ... Both my parents were very happy, he kept praying for me. I have heard that God's Ridho of a child is in the care of his two masters.
Right now I'm just a fruit that fell from a tree and someone took me and considered me the best fruit. I can only resign and accept everything and actually my heart has been drawn by you but it is someone else who gets me.
Akmal's tears never came back before he never felt this. He thought, the work done with the heart and the mind will be much less risky than the work done with the heart alone.
Madrasa earlyah school time arrives. This time Akmal had to complete Nazam the book of Imrithi which consists of 250 stanzas and the Arba'in Nawawi which consists of 42 matan hadiths.
"Innaa Lillahi Wa Innaa Ilaihi Raji'un." The man with glasses with a turban on his head shook his head because Akmal was not smooth in his last deposit.
"Emerry!" ustad Ali was amazed. Akmal just tendered lethargic and realized his memorization was being hit by a forgotten calamity.
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The sweet man was still languishing in the early classroom when the other students were already getting out of their seats.
"Mal, let's go to the cottage," gus Zen.
Akmal was still silent then nodded slowly while trying to carve a smile. He felt he was at the bottom of the moment, his rote was chaotic, his focus was disappearing. This is all because of his love story. Yes, the sincerity of his love for Sabila. Akmal slowly devalued his heart and tried to think clearly. Sometimes his heart says that all that happens is the devil's deceit in thwarting his learning.
"Loh, you're dumb again, "reproof gus Zen while patting Akmal's shoulder slowly.
"Ngggeh Gus, ngapunten."
The two good friends also walked side by side to the pesantren Putra page while Gus Zen advised Akmal. Akmal is grateful to have a friend who always motivates and always reminds himself of God.
Suddenly another son santri approached Akmal.
"Bang Akmal, Pean visited both parents," reported the younger santri from Akmal a little agitated.
"Okay, syukron ya." Akmal said goodbye to Zen and left.
"Assalamu'alaikum .." said Akmal as he entered the delivery room for the son santri.
"Waalaikumsalam .." Akmal's parents answered almost simultaneously.
Akmal's parents are very religious parents because they both have a pesantren background. They were very attentive to Akmal's education at the boarding school so that not infrequently both of them were firm with their children.
"Is it true that some days your memorization has begun to break? ask Akmal's father.
"Yes Dear ... Ustad reported it to us" Akmal's mother said.
Akmal just nodded. The two old men shook their heads - astonished. What is the problem behind this mess? with shame, Akmal told me that even though he knew he would disappoint his parents .
"Astaghfirullah .." said Akmal's father. "Remember, Son .. we leave you in the pesantren so that you become a pious and sholeh generation not even busy thinking about love!" firmly Akmal's father felt furious.
"Many istighfar .. You are a man do not want to be fooled by women. The soul mate has been arranged by God ... You have to put your feelings aside!" firmly the man and passed away in annoyance from the room.
"Honey .., I know, youth is indeed a time of romance ... I also know that you really like Sabila. But think about your future and your achievements so far. Don't be in vain, dear." Mother's advice was like sugar mixed on the bitter coffee that you made and now the taste of the coffee is really perfect.
"Good Mom ... Akmal will fix everything."
"Alhamdulillah ... I believe you." Mom hugged Akmal and then took a break home. Akmal still apologized to his father.
Immediately Akmal headed to his room and grabbed a paper and pen to write a final letter to Sabila. "Bismillah, strengthen this heart, O Rabb," murmured Akmal, writing..