Not Struggled (R4)
BDJ 17: SLEEPING FLOWERS
...BDJ 17: Sleeping Flowers...
..."Not that I exaggerate or doubt, but your presence in the flower of the dream confirms everything."-Not Betrothed...
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When the turmoil comes to cross the heart, do not forget the existence of a floor to prostrate. There is a God to complain and complain. Take ablution water, pray and greet almighty things. Spill out all the grievances that come overshadowing the heart, because only he knows all the keys of the heart problems.
That's what this beautiful girl did. He faced the almighty during a third of the lonely night. Above the peace as its contest, it greets the almighty. Apologizing for being so agitated just because of the invitation of a member of the opposite sex. He poured everything out a third that night. Ask Him for guidance, hoping that clues will soon be given to him.
He had heard the sahih hadith of a prominent Islamic cleric, that the prayer offered at the evening prayer was like an arrow shot right at his target. In the third of the night, he proved it himself. There came a sleeping flower that he himself tried to digest its meaning and meaning. The sleeping flowers made his heart grow sad.
In his dream, he was sitting on a green field. The night wind caressed her long khimar gently, occasionally flying the tip of the niqab she was wearing. He was looking at the night sky there.
The jet black canvas painting was decorated by various glittering objects. Starting from the brightest, until the light begins to dim. Like a rain of stars, the glittering objects looked beautiful and some were moving in one straight direction. But there is no moon up there.
He was fascinated by its beauty. His words of gratitude he said, because he was grateful to be able to see the scene. In his grateful sitting, he saw a shooting star. The star is glowing brightly, its movement quickly breaks through the various layers of the earth's atmosphere. It fell but did not hit the ground, because the glittering object fell on his lap. He was aghast to find that the glittering thing covered in bright light was falling right into his lap.
"God willing." Small talk.
Not over the matter of the dazzling white light glittering thing. He was startled again by the same thing hitting his lap. The thing glittered by a slightly reddish bright light. Like the moon covered with red color that eventually transformed into a red color of blood.
He's woken. He is involved in his dispute. The two glittering objects of light were within his lap. It looks contrasted with the difference in both colors, but the beauty of both can not be ignored by the net.
Even to the bottom of it, he did not know what the dream meant. He woke up when he was one hour asleep. Still in the same third of the night, the sleeping flower again adorned his sleep. Not once, the sleeping flower up to three times visited the night in his sleep.
"What's Alea?" Airra-mother of the girl asked. He can see if the snag princess is not focused on doing anything.
"There's nothing. Ma." Answer the princess.
The mother and child were on the move in a greenhouse decorated by various types of flowers, especially orchids. The greenhouse is also decorated by various types of vegetables that grow healthily. Airra was deliberately asked to make a greenhouse as an alternative to channel his farming hobby. As a result, now his greenhouse has been overgrown by lush organic vegetables, diverse ornamental plants, to family herbal plants.
"Alea."
"Yes, Ma. What's up?" Ask the girl who was cutting the dried leaves.
"Mom see you've been moody lately, what's up?”
"Alea-" only the girl paused her sentence. "- a little worried, Ma."
"Is this about capt Nathan's wish?" Guess Airra. Alea only bothered a little in response.
"Try the same question above, surely Alea will not be upset like this."
"Alea asked, Ma." The girl made a small voice.
"Lantas, are you still in doubt?" Alea did not answer. Airra gave a small smile as she stared at the moon orchid before her which was in perfect bloom.
"What makes this mother's daughter doubtful? Capt Nathan less what? As an ordinary human, that young man was already close to perfect, Alea. Nothing is perfect in this world. Perfection is only His."
"Mama and Papa won't force it. You can refuse if your reasons are reasonable and not hurt anyone." Airra.
"Or, Mama's daughter already has another prospective companion?"
Alea shook her head firmly. "Alea's heart still belongs to Papa."
Airra smiled slightly hearing that. The first love for a daughter is the father. Likewise with Alea who still could not allow anyone to enter his heart.
"Try opening a little bit for Nathan's capt." Airra read the princess's silence.
“Capt Nathan's husband material is also husband-able if according to children today. God willing, what Papa and Mama chose this, has gone through various judgments." Airra looked at the delicate princess.
"Especially Papa, where maybe Papa is not selective in choosing a prospective life partner for Alea." Alea nodded in understanding.
"Try Alea to reflect again. What does Alea's heart want?"
After saying so, the mother of one child passed away leaving the princess to welcome the husband who had just returned from work. Alea was still in her place. He tried to understand every message his mother had. It all came back to him. He who will live it, face also feel it, not others. And so, after a long wait with a calamity that struck him for several nights. Alea has decided. He had made up his mind, after another sleeping flower visited one night.
That decision will be his benchmark for living what he takes in the future.
That very night, on the 14th of the hijri calendar. When the middle moon shines so brightly with a full round diameter. The man's family came to see. The four of them came, greeted by the warm greeting of the host. They arrived bada salat isya.
"How are you, pilot Al?" Anzar's greeting to his old friend.
"Well, that's fine, even." The batik-clothed man replied casually.
He sat next to the wives of Genandra Putri. The only daughter of a business empire belonging to the Genandra clan. In front of them, two young men dressed in batik neatly sat down side by side.
"I'm sorry to bother you all these nights. We have come here to deliver our eldest son as well as in touch." Al bersujar to the point. After all, he had already memorized the habits of the host.
“Did you all accept our family's arrival?" Further.
Anzar smiled at jumawa. "of course. My wife and I received your arrival with the Al pilot's family."
"Yes. Please drink and enjoy also his little banquet." Imbuh Airra.
"Thank you. Sorry to bother you." Gea replied with a friendly smile. The woman wearing a knee-length dres with the same batik motif as the husband, looks elegant, classy and smart at the same time.
“Om, remember I didn't?" The youngest is making a sound. The young man with an European-looking face smiled witfully.
"The rancid boy!" Chirps Anzar reflex. Not to be offended, the young man was even a small laugh.
"Just like his niece-to-be, is that it, Om?"
"Gean!" Al commemorates the son.
"Yes dong. Time to forget." Timpal Gean won't lose.
"Gean?" Lerai the Mother.
"Yes, sorry." Gean smiled sincerely. "So, what are we here for? Please state the purpose and purpose of your brother coming here tonight with us?" Gean is formal.
The young man who worked as a pilot smiled faintly. He only reminded the brother of their main purpose to come to see Radityan's residence this one.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Om, Auntie, like I said last time. I came to take both my parents to take princess om and aunt as a companion of life."
The beautiful Pri said in a single breath. He immediately expressed his intention and purpose to come to visit tonight.
His heart suddenly thumped. He never asked for a girl. Never before, when he did not have a mature readiness at all. This time he has made his heart and decision. Tonight, he will propose the girl he once asked to be his bride when he was so young.
“Hm." Anzar open the sound.
"So, the young and naive man who used to come and beg for my daughter has returned apparently."
Instead of being embarrassed or offended, Al and Gea as Nathan's parents even smiled slightly. Both do know the ego and football lunge both of their hearts who can sometimes do beyond reason if they already want something. The strong firstborn, determined to be like steel, is always loyal if he wants something.
While the youngest is more cheesyboy, half playboy, quarter absurd boy, also no less strong if the determination wants something. So far, both do not have a bad track record about romance. They also both have a level of happiness that deserves thumbs up.
"yes om. I came back, when I felt that all the conditions I had given had been fulfilled."
"Hm." Anzar cleared a little.
"I do not have the right and authority to answer or fulfill your wishes. My daughter is an adult. He who will answer also chooses what he really wants."
The family who came to the guest nodded in understanding. "Ra, please call our daughter."
"Yes. Just a minute, mas." Airra passed after.
"Pull your breath, bang. Fear of forgetfulness of breath." Little Gean whispers. However, it can still be heard by everyone.
Anzar laughed and heard it. "You are just there."
"Let's not tense. Need to be neutralized first with humor." Answer Gean the see. Al and Gea only smiled slightly in response to the piggyback's chatter. The young man was indeed born as a happy virus that always had a way to melt the atmosphere.
Not long after, Airra came with the princess. The girl in a pink cream dress was apparently standing while looking down next to the mother. Long khimar and long niqab, unable to reduce its charm. Gea stood up straight from her seat. He then welcomed his son's chosen wife with a warm embrace.
"Alea didn't forget about auntie, did she?" The girl shook her head little. "We met in New York fashion last week. You came with Lunar Radityan, didn't you?"
"Yes, aunt." Answer Alea. After the warm greeting, they again sat in their respective places. Alea took a seat between her parents.
"So Alea, as you know. We came here to ask you." Al open sound. He expressed the intention of the son to come here.
"So, honey, what's your answer to Nathan's capt?" Anzar asked softly to the princess. Alea looked up, staring at her parents alternately.
"Bismillah hirohmanirrohim." Alea muttered softly before raising her gaze.
"Alea"
Nathan's showing. He looked at the owner of the soft voice. His heart was pounding, waiting for the girl's answer.
"- Received an offer from Nathan's brother."
The deg!
Everyone who was there smiled a little and said their hamdalah. Both Anzar and Al congratulate the relationship that is now tied between his sons and daughters. Gea immediately put on the ring that her son had prepared long ago to his future son-in-law. Airra smiled happily when she saw Gea hugging her daughter tightly. Anzar won't lose either.
The man embraces the shoulder of his future son-in-law casually. "Good young man. Your long wait paid off in the end." Nathan smiled faintly hearing that.
"Thank you, Om." The smile of that beautiful man did not go out. Neither gripped nor reduced in the least. It represented the happiness he was drowning in this second.
"So, when can we talk about the wedding date?" Ask Anzar to make sure. If it's a definite bond, why does his daughter have to wait too long, right?
"Fastly, Om." Nathan replied.
"When?"
"Next month, Om, Auntie. That's if Alea agrees." Nathan said steadily.
Waiting for decades has made the handsome men have prepared everything. He has prepared a wedding hall, a house for him and his wife, honeymoon travel packages, accommodations, and other needed minions. If asked to get married today, Nathan is ready. But the question is, is Alea ready for editing?
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TB
Yuhu.... BDJ updates?!
Absent first yuk...where he said continue, kangen, miss, want to quickly up?
Yok... absent first👋
Huahaha.... How about this part?
Sorry just got up. The situation the last week has brought me down. I'm still changing my phone until now because of that incident. So sorry haven't been able to regular up or double up🙏
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Sukabumi June 19, 2021