Dear, My'Eve
HAVE A NICE DREAM

Ernest had already clenched his hands, yet he tried to hold back his emotions.

"Stop!" papa Edo interceded for his wife and son.

He approached his son, "who is Aisha? She different?" ask papa Edo with nosediving eyebrows. Edo's big stature didn't make Ernest tremble. He remembered, whatever the risk he would face.

Hidayah doesn't come for everyone. There will be many tests that hinder a hijrahist. Ernest was young, but he was intelligent, wise and mature enough to judge.

"Yes." Yeah."

PLAKKKK!

A loud slap from the palm of papa Edo's large hand landed on Ernest's cheek, making Mama Iren chuckle, "pa!"

Soreness, extreme heat now begin to feel after numbness. But Ernest was used to getting it, he was not a home-based young man whose work was just lying down. At least Ernest often had small incidents outside whether it was an accident or a fight without his parents knowing, rather they did not want to know. So this slap is what he used to get.

"Sway him! Bad for your future, papa wants you to focus on the Olympics getting the title, because papa doesn't want to hear failure! As for the escort business, if you don't like Caroline, papa still has a lot of candidates for you who believe in you !"

"Where's the nice place that closed woman?!" the heat goes back inside again.

Ernest stared at the floor of his house and passed by Iren's mother without speaking, his own parents who had turned off Ernest's character at home. His brain cells died at that moment.

"Heraz!"

"Heraz!"

Even Iren's mom's screams he didn't listen to, he just walked into the room.

His eyebrows swooped, angry turmoil overshadowed Ernest, threw a bag to hit a laptop on the table, he swept all the neatly arranged goods to fall and fall apart.

He slumped on the floor of the room and bent his knees.

If Ernest usually will not wait long to come to a nightclub and downing liquor if under stress like this, from now on he declares himself as a child *broken home*. The demons started lodging in his head so loudly they whispered to do negative things.

Ernest reached into the small pocket of his bag, where the keys of his motorbike and mobile phone were.

His teary-eyed net full of glints of anger stared alternately between the motor and the cell phone keys.

Usually he will not think 2 times to reach the key of the motor then direct the bike to the front of a place that can make him happy. But this time he was confused, until finally all Ernest did was grab a rough phone and contact Aisya.

*Tuuttt..tuut*....

"Hallo?" the soft soothing voice answered Ernest's call. Ernest's hunting breathing roar was a little more calm to hear Aisya's voice.

"Yes, what are you?"

"Look for Nest, why? You where?" Aisya stared at the clock standing on the table in front of her.

"Have you eaten malem?" ask Aisya.

"Yes, I miss you." replied Ernest. Of course Aisya frowned in place as well as snorted, "combal!"

Hearing Aisya's sneer saying that Ernest's dreadlocks smiled.

"Yes, can I ask you something?"

"What?" Aisya answered him a little hesitating, worried if this young man would ask for things of sorts, rich ngadepin dracula, may be.

"I want to hear the letter of Ar-Rahman and its meaning, can you read it to me?" ask Ernest.

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Aisya until howling in his place, he gaped for a moment made.

5 seconds..10 seconds.20 seconds...Aisya fell silent without a sound, until Ernest's successful voice made her realize.

"Yes?"

"Ah, may-be!" tukas Aisya fast.

"Why Nest, tumben? You know where Ar Rahman's letter came from?" asked Aisya, the girl had no trouble finding her Qur'an because it was in front of her. The Qur'an with a blue velvet cover is dongker, beautiful like the owner. Then Aisya searched the order of letters that Ernest had requested.

"Tau from kang Rama, teacher naji Coki." replied Ernest.

"Bismillah--" muttered the girl, then Ernest began to look close his eyes listening to the chanting of verses that from when, these verses can always be a tranquilizer in times of distress.

His heart again subsided when the letter contained in it all the pleasures that God gave to all living beings Aisya read. "*Which wisdom of God do you deny*? He is the most loving God,

Who taught the Qur'an,

The sun and moon circulate according to his calculations,

He created man and taught him to speak,

The plants and trees are both subject to Him,

And the heavens have been lifted up, and He has created a balance so that you may not upset the balance.

And the earth has been laid out for His creatures in which there are fruits and date palms that have petals.

Skinny grains and fragrant flowers.

What favor is your Lord denying?"

The clear melt flowed down to the bottom of Ernest's nose that lowered while permeating the chant of the verse from Aisha and its meaning.

Sounds slow from the end of the phone, making Aisya stop reading, he became worried about Ernest, "Nest, you why?" ask Aisya.

"Ernest, you're all right?!" Aisha got up from her seat.

"Ernest told me, where are you?! You're nothing, are you Nest?!!"

"Cock stop, Shay? It's done, huh?" ernest wiped all the tears and from his nose.

"Ernest! Answer me first!" ferociously. Ernest even chuckled crisply there, "I'm nothing, I'm just moved. I'm home again..."

But apparently the girl just doesn't believe it, "boong. You're weird you know?!"

"What's so weird, huh?"

"Tumben-tumbenan ask to be read a letter, besides who is Kang Rama?! What is he doing you?! Is he a Chef?! Watch out if you're okay," ketus the girl.

Ernest laughed again, "cie, are you worried about me?"

Aisya immediately closed her mouth not answering, she preferred to be quiet.

"*Yes, I love you*.." said Ernest. Aisya just stayed there, making Ernest even more curious, did Aisya even sleep?

"Yes their cookie?" ask Ernest.

"Yes....."

Ernest didn't know his words just made this girl tremor, her heart pounding *cold bungee jumping! Ahhhhh*!

"Yes, I don't want to answer. Don't be too sleepy.*have a nice dream*Sya," said Ernest but as he completely turned off his call Aisya passed a sentence that made Ernest alternately petrified on the spot.

"*Love you too, Nest*."

Ernest howled in his place.

"Yes, that's it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhl!" the thrill on the phone there made Ernest anxious, if it was near he would have landed his pinch on Aisya's cheek.

"*Have a nice dream, Nest*...."

Ernest turns off his call with Aisha, then some time later he sends a message to Rama.

***Kang, I want to log-in***.

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