AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 9. NELANGSA
Al Islah's.
After returning home from his distant cousin's residence, Almahyra again parked the red mio matic that he used earlier in the garage owned by the uncle.
A parcel for his aunt he brought into the house through the back door and placed it on the dining table.
" Assalamu'alaikum, Bi parcels from mba Qonita, Alma store at the table. Alma had not opened it yet, " cried Alma as she passed towards her room.
" Wa'alaikumussalam's.. Alma, this is not a forest, all the inhabitants of this house are not deaf Nduk, " said his uncle who heard Alma's cry as he came out of the room.
" Hehe... Yes khayr afwan 'amm. " (Sorry uncle)
" Ilaa aina anta dzaahib? " (Where did you go?)
" Ilaa Al Multazam ya 'amm. " (I went to Al Multazam Uncle)
" Hall kullu syai’ ‘alaa maa yuraam?. " (Is everything going as it should?)
" Na’am Alhamdulillah. "
" Don't lie down again, check all your luggage before you leave. "
His uncle learns that Almahyra's mobile phone went missing while at the station from Alma's visit to his wife that night.
" In shay Allah, Alma will be much more careful, shukron 'amm. "
Alma then said goodbye to go into his room, can't wait to prove the words of Amir who said that he did not open his phone.
Ten minutes passed by. All whatsapp chat, calls and incoming messages, all are still in standby mode alias unreadable and blue ticked. The photo gallery is still locked, intact unchanged. Seemed relief on her tiny face emanated accompanied by a line of sweet smiles.
" Thank God, thank You that You are still guarding my law. Thank You for leaving my sustenance to the trustworthy. " Alma shed her tears, she was so grateful that Amir did not open his phone.
" Bismillah, I'm removing everything that's not good here. " Please press the delete button for some other photos that feel inappropriate even though he still wears his hijab.
Feeling a little prejudiced towards Amir, Alma sent him a message.
" Ashalamu'alaikum.. Thank you so much for keeping your trust well, ka Amir.. It's me, Alma when you haven't saved my number yet" she wrote.
A minute and two, Alma waited for a reply to a message from Amir. But it seems that he must swallow a sense of disappointment because the notification of incoming messages from him did not also appear.
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Dzuhur.
Amir came out of his room to the cottage mosque located in the front of the Al Multazam complex to pray dzuhur congregate with the santri putra.
A few moments later, he took the time to add to his memorization of two pages while waiting for the situation of the mosque back empty.
Amir found peace here. He still feels tight after getting news about Aiswa from his sister.
" I am only Your weak creature, Robb, I only ask that You strengthen my heart, keep my eyes on me and bring me closer to the good men of sholih sholihah, aamiin. " his murmur was soft on the sidelines of his rote. Only this, could he do when his heart was restless.
With his eyes closed, his mushaf he closed for a moment. Two seconds later, Amir reopened it. In his heart he hoped that there would be one verse that could calm his heart. Because according to his belief, the Quran is the cure for every problem.
Maybe you hate something, but it is very good for you, and maybe (in addition) you like something, even though it is very bad for you. Allah is All-Knowing, and ye know not. (Al Baqara 216)
Still not feeling well enough. He did the same thing as before.
Most holy is the Lord who has created pairs of all, both from what the earth grows and from themselves and from what they know not. (James :36)
He read the meaning of the two verses slowly and then he closed himself.
" god.... "
Ummie..... Ummie..... Amir... Miss the embrace of Ummi. (hiks, mama follow mewek anyway).
" O Allah's Pain, is this the pain of love that you do not feel? akhar... Yes my Robb, huhuhu... "
Amir wept dumbstruck, his originally upright seat now sagging as if not boned in the corner of the mosque, leaning on the shelf mushaf one of which he held. Long time he cried for the fate of his love there until a voice surprised him.
" Mas, nuwun sewu, I was asked by Ustad Abyan to call mas Amir for lunch, he just arrived from the Majlis. "
" Yes Kang, I'll be home soon. "
Aware of having caught up in lust, though as a human being he was weak to the affairs of the heart. Amir again berwudhu perform two prayers of prayer hajat pleading the spaciousness of heart before he left the mosque.
Fifteen minutes later Amir was in the dining room with his brother. Abyan saw his sister was in a heartbroken mode not daring to reprimand. As an older brother he was worried, his younger brother had never known love, Abyan was worried that Amir would change after the event that made his heart hurt.
" Mir, anta bi khayr thing? " (are you okay?)
" Na'am, ana bi khayr. " (yes, I'm fine)
" Mir, I got this.. Cobain, go seger. Later in the afternoon accompany Mba to the Mall with Fatima because Mas Abyan has a ceremony with Abuya. None of us mengelirinih, "comfort Qonita.
" Mba Rujak? you know Amir needs a seger, hehe.. Hmm, Amir so driver what spare tire let Mba ga glimpsed ama other men there. "
" Both, haha.. Most of you are a lot in the lyrics later, my sister is cute like this, right, "Qonita trying to comfort her brother-in-law who is heartbroken.
" Uhulk.
" Hmmm, Buya is also cute, super cute in the eyes of Umma. "reply to Abyan who codes by pretending to choke earlier.
After a slightly comforting lunch at his nephews Fatima and Qonita, Amir returned to his room.
For a long time he did not open the phone and now Amir is looking for the existence of the flat object. After meeting, he saw a lot of message notifications including from Naya, Abah and some new numbers coming in.
Amir replied to the incoming messages one by one. Just now he will open a message from several new numbers that turned out to also make many calls. Batrenya.
Clung, klung. Batre low notification sound.
" Ck, just want to open a message... From who the hell? a lot of his calls up to 20 times eeh already want to die this mobile phone. "germutu while looking for a charger cable.
Krieg. Krieg. His phone rings again. Plastered on screen, new number without identity.
" Hello Assalamu'alaikum.... "
Drrr. Pet. The phone went out, the battery was gone.
" Innalallahi.... Ko dead? "
After double-checking the connector, it turns out that the charger cable has not been installed perfectly on the charge port and detached to cause the phone to completely run out of power.
"Ckckl.... Amir Amir's... His sloppy. "
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