Brother, I Love You
209. I'm not worthy of you

"Ustadz Bilal Albiruni Aryan Son of Alfarizqi !!!. I'm coming to your house !!!."

Bilal stopped his steps who were about to get out of the gate of the pesantren area where he studied it. Bilal sighed and then turned his body towards the owner of the chirping sound.

"Why come to my house ?" bilal asked the grandson of the owner of the pesantren.

"Of course to propose to ustadz to be my husband !" replied the girl who was three years under him.

"Don't say that the ukhti was inspired by Sayyidina Khadizah who proposed to the Prophet Muhammad. That's not funny!, because the wealth of the ukhti is not as rich as Sayyidina Khadizah" said Bilal.

The 18-year-old girl smashed her lips." What's wrong ?."

"One, because your wealth is not one third of the wealth of this country. Two, because your beauty cannot match the beauty of Sayyidina Khadizah. Three, you're still a girl, not yet a widow. And you're only 18, not 40 yet. Four, you are the woman of the last days, not the woman of the Prophet's Age. The last one if you forget, your name is Hani not Khadizah." Bilal immediately turned his body to continue in his footsteps with a smile.

"I know ustadz has a crush on me too, right !!?. Don't be a hypocrite !! ustadz Bilal Albiruni Aryan Son of Alfarizqi !!!" exclaim Hani.

But Bilal pura did not hear it, he also stopped the angkot that happened to pass. Makes Hani growl upset.

"It seems I have to ask Grandpa for help, to match me with ustadz Bilal" Hani muttered.

Hani turned her body, walking with a slight stomp her feet into the street, to return to her dormitory.

"Your love is rejected ustadz Bilal again ?" ask Susi Hani's best friend. Seeing Hani enter the dorm with a pouting face.

"I know uztadz Bilal likes me too, he just has the prestige of admitting it" replied Hani, laying his body on the bed.

"Maybe if you're not the grandson of the owner of this boarding school. You could have been removed from here, because you continue to disturb Ustadz Bilal" said Susi.

"I did nothing but rebuke him. Where's my fault?, until grandfather has to get me out of this pesantern."

"We, as women, cannot find a man who is not our mahram. Hence santriwati and the students of her class and dormitory are separated. So what?, so that between santriwati and santriwan do not steal one another's eyes. Who can invite zina eyes, then love each other and be fascinated. Descend to the heart, to be adulterous to the heart. So that it can interfere with the mind, and continue to imagine his face, to be the adultery of the mind" replied Susi.

"That's what I'm wiring, so I asked to come to Bilal's parents' house. I wanted to propose to his parents to be my husband. But he rejected me again."

"You're crazy !."

Susi geleng geleng head, astonished by the granddaughter of the pesantern owner who is crazy about ustadz Bilal who has good looks full.

"Yes ! I've gone crazy Susi !" Hani closed his eyes with a smile, remembering the good looks of Ustadz Bilal's face.

"You are the grandson of the owner of this boarding school. While Bilal, yes only an uztadz and ramas rice seller for the santri here. Do you think your stomach can be full just by looking at the face of his face. Why don't you find a man whose wealth is worth your family ?" ask Susi.

"Maybe now he only has a food stall. It could have been after we got married, our windfall was smooth, we could have built a restaurant. No one knows what the future will look like. The wheel of life is spinning, the rich can be poor, the poor can be rich." replied Hani.

Susi sighed, "if it really rotates, why was my family's life so long ago ?. Nibbling can be said to be enough, but that's it!, never rich." he said.

"Thank God !" reply Hani."Because your family is not entrusted with a lot of treasure. Because the treasure is actually a deposit, to test the strength of one's faith" said Hani again.

"Don't be discouraged if you're never rich. If you are rich, you are not strong enough to keep your faith. You may be lulled with that wealth, so that you forget God. Maybe with a fit life is more suitable to maintain your faith" added Hani again.

"You're right !" Susi also laid her body beside Hani, then took the book located beside her pillow, then read the book.

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Bilal has arrived at the Hospital to visit his father who is being treated. Bilal steps his foot toward the elevator to go up to the floor where Papa Arya is being treated.

"Assalamu aleikum Pak Ustadz !"

"Astagfirullahal 'azim !" surprised Bilal just got out of the elevator." Om Aldo makes it a shock !" upset Bilal.

Doctor Aldo chuckled, for Bilal did not answer his greetings.

"Greetings handsome Doctor Aldo !" reply Bilal then.

"Why are you visiting your dad now ?" doctor Aldo asked the elephant boy who had turned into a white horse.

"New cabins tell me !" answer Bilal.

"Well look at your father!, all of your children left him. You're the same Darren. Still single have left the parents' own house" said Doctor Aldo, then left. He knew with the heartbreak of his former teacher, sick because he missed his son. Especially to Arsen who lived outside the country since ten years ago.

Did I go back to stay at Papa's house with Mama ?.Inner Bilal, set his foot toward Papa Arya's nursery.

Arriving at the door, Bilal also knock on the door while saying hello. After hearing the words from inside and telling him to come in. Bilal pushed the door and stepped in.

"Papa ! Mama !" greet Bilal, approaching Papa Arya who is sitting leaning on top of the gurney.

Papa Arya reviewed his smile and rubbed Bilal's head that was deep in his hands. Every time Papa Arya always misses the presence of his son.

"Why did Papa get treated here ?" ask Bilal.

"Papa's just sick of an ordinary fever, son !" answer Papa Arya.

"So, if Papa misses this elephant !" bilal comforted Papa.

Papa Arya commented on his smile, of course he misses his elephant calf who lives at home in the pesantren. But Papa Arya was very happy, because his naughty elephant son had turned into a white foal.

"Can Papa ask Mr. ustadz for something ?" ask Papa Arya.

"What is Pah ?" Bilal sharpened his gaze to the face of the Papa.

"Help your brother Darren to manage the school, the counter and the estate. Your brother Darren is now replacing your brother Reyhan with his company." Papa Arya let out her breath and spoke again." Darrenmu's brother's mind is now again chaotic, thinking of the woman who has not been conscious after the operation because of the accident" said Papa Arya again.

"Bang Darren is married?, when?, why doesn't Bilal know?, why doesn't anyone tell Bilal ?" cerca Bilal rolled her eyes, shocked.

"Woman ! not his wife !" papa Arya's.

"Bang Darren dating?, astagfirullah !" Bilal rubbed his chest and shook his head.

"Not ! but like that woman" replied Papa Arya again.

" Oh ! Bilal thinks Bang Darren is dating !" Bilal breathes a sigh of relief.

"Help Darren for a while. After the condition recovers, you can return to the boarding school" said Papa Arya again.

"All right Pa !" obedient Bilal.

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Meanwhile, in another treatment room. Darren continued to look at Jean's face sleeping on top of the gurney. Every now and then Darren turned his gaze towards the gurney next to him. Noticing Khanza who also had not regained consciousness after completing the operation.

"Jean ! wake up!, don't make me keep worrying about thinking about you !. I love you Jean ! really !" monologue Darren, take Jean's hand and then kiss her.

"Do you know Jean?, I've been thinking about you for ten years. I'm almost crazy Jean ! I'm almost crazy to love you !" said Darren again.

"I beg you ! wake up!, never disappear from my sight again. Don't try to escape again. I beg Jean ! let me justify you later after you've come to your senses. Don't make me sin for a long time because I keep thinking of you Jean ! I beg you !. Be the perfect woman of my religion !" darren said again, swallowing his saliva toil because it felt like something was stuck.

Darren knew that Jean had heard her talk with Orion at the time, via cctv footage. So Jean wants to go missing which causes them an accident.

"Open your heart a little for me Jean !. I promise to be a good husband to you" Darren added.

I don't deserve you, Mr. Darren!, you're too good for me. Even though I love you, I can't take it. Because later people will demean Mr. Darren. And the people will blaspheme me !. Jean's inner voice heard Darren's words.

I don't want to later, a good man like Mr. Darren, to come in blasphemy for marrying a widow like me. What's more, Mr. Darren's family is a respected person in this area. Later my existence can embarrass Mr. Darren's family. Into Jean again

I'm sorry Mr Darren!, Jean continued inwardly.

"Jean ! baby !" Darren stood up from his chair, looking at Jean's tears coming out of the corner of his eye.

"Jean ! did you hear me talk ?. Awake ! open your eyes Jean !." Darren wiped Jean's tears flowing from the corner of his eyes and rubbed his head.

Then Darren pressed the red button on top of Jean's gurney, to call the nurse or the Doctor.

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