
"The genin told me and Davina to go back to Darul-Ulum" replied Madina Shafa.
And what Ra Fattan said with it all. "Not for you two. But, just to you, Madina."
"Eh .. M-I mean, Ra?"
"I hope that no one in Al-Hashimi will reign in your heart, Madina. Until you go back to Darul Ulum. And I pray, only I will occupy it."
"Oh." Madina immediately choked, speechless. For some jokes, only silence dominates him. Fattan just kind of let it all go on purpose. Deliberately give time for the girl to digest every word in the sentence she has spoken.
There was water floating in the palm of the girl's eyes, then slowly and surely, the clear point was rolling and falling. Davina was only able to see all that with raging feelings asked. And in the end a smile rose on Davina's lips. Where ever he got an understanding of what happened to his best friend.
"How, what is my hope you allow, Madina?" So asked Ra Fattan, spoken in polite language and in a soft voice. Which heart will not be adrift and washed away.
"Bismillah, I allow it, Ra," said Madina with a trembling voice, and tears were breaking. How not, this beautiful taste has long been stored in the heart.frames the admiration of the crown prince Darul Ulum. Without a single word being spoken, because of the difference in the nasab line which seemed to be a towering barrier.
Now, after all that he felt was just being kept in silence, the young man himself applied for permission. To be able to reign in his deepest heart. Does Madina still need to think long to say yes?
"Classic, Madina?" ra Fattan asked to strengthen.
"God willing, Ikhlas, Ra. Because of God."
"Thank God, subhanallaah." Fattan said a compliment to the Maha Rahman. Even in Madina, who also catapulted the name of the greatness of God in her deepest soul.
When the phone connection was closed by Fattan, because it will do the activities that have been waiting. Madina looked at Davina with tears falling.
"Ra Fattan, Vina ..."
"Yes, I get it. Congratulations to you." Davina immediately hugged her best friend, feeling the happy shakes that now enveloped Madina's feelings.
"My guess is not wrong, is it? That Ra Fattan likes you. You're the one who doesn't believe" Davina said after breaking her second hug.
"I'm just afraid of being wrong."
"Where can you conclude that, Davina?"
Davina just smiled. And he recalled all that was a factor in that assessment. The sweet girl remembered the time that had passed.. It was almost two years ago. Exactly one year and eight months that have been missed.
Davina actually still has a kinship with Ra Fattan, from their respective ummi lines. And Davina's father was a friend of the first hyacinth with Kyai Muhajir while still together in the boarding school. Be Davina was quite familiar with Kyai family caregivers Darul Ulum pesantren, including Rayyan Ali Fattan the eldest son.
They used to be quite familiar, quite often greeting, until Ra Fattan nyantri in Alhasyimi, and graduated S1 in STAI Al-Hasyimi, that's when the handsome young man began to limit communication. Not only to Davina, but also to her other relatives. At that time he took part in the education of Darul Ulum, while waiting for the scheduled departure to Al-Azhar to continue the study S2.
Ra Fattan as a person who is not much kalam, silence became a choice of behavior that he often forward, more listening than asking the topic. However, when giving ideas, suggestions or constructive criticism, the language used is so friendly and polite. But it's very engaging, and it reaches all levels of understanding. Therefore the young man appeared as an easily approved person. So many felt lost, when the young man went to Egypt to deepen knowledge and knowledge.
About 6 months there, Ra Fattan returned to his homeland, because of an interest that could not be delayed. It was then that Davina began to feel something unusual about Muhajir's eldest son against Madina Shafa. Several times Davina caught Ra Fatttan staring at the girl ayu soft, even not infrequently accompanied by a smile although short, both when the girl ayu appeared at a meeting to express her opinion, not to mention, also when he communicates directly with Ra Fattan related** in Darul Ulum.
If he had not known Ra Fattan for a long time, then just staring would not have led him to conclude that the young man liked Madina.
Ra Fattan who almost always subdued the view, each communicating also almost never looked at the interlocutor, in quotes women. Now even deliberately and consciously he looked at a woman, it is not excessive if Davina immediately questioned, what is with Ra Fattan.
His assessment was stronger, during the departure of Madina and Davina to study at KM Al-Hasyimi, the young man said 'back to Darul-ulum ya' was clear his gaze was only on Madina only. Then it can be concluded that the speech is only for the girl.
A few hours later, the girls prepared to get into the car that would take them to Al-Hasyimi. The car was parked in the front yard of Kyai Muhajir's residence. Ra Fattan was not there, the handsome young man did not reveal his nose. Until Davina got into the waiting car, she saw a handsome face behind the open window.
The front room of Kyai Muhajir's residence is known as the contest of the eldest crown prince Darul-Ulum. The handsome face turned its gaze in one direction with a smile. And Madina who was in that direction was being chatted with by Nyai Wafroh's mom-mother Ra Fattan-before getting in the car.
As soon as the details of Davina pay attention to the attitude of Rayyan Ali Fattan, until he came to a conclusion.
However, as time passed, there was no more communication intertwined, nor was there any news heard. They are separated by a great distance. Between Egypt and Indonesia. Davina had almost forgotten all those judgments, until then.
RA fattan called Madina a few days ago ahead of dawn. He asked for prayer and heart sincerity of the girl ayu for the anxiety of the soul that always shackles. Always remember one name. The name Madina Shafa, to rob all focus, even though she is working on a thesis.
After almost two years passed, Ra Fattan himself revealed the taste, and asked the blessing of the owner of the name, to put the existing taste in front of the Power, so that the taste got ridho, so that the taste got ridho, and to be the intermediary for the road to heaven.
Like, Madina. Davina was crying too. Didn't expect that he would be a witness to a story that he thought was so sweet. About the sense of pent-up that was finally revealed, between Madina Shafa and Rayyan Ali Fattan.