Dear, My'Eve
ALLAH IS GREAT

It had been 3 days since Aisya was rushed to the hospital, he was still unconscious.

The doctor said that if Aisya's condition has stabilized since surgery, although he has not been moved from the HCU room but he can be visited once a day.

School was suddenly deserted for Ernest and his friends. Several times the police came to the school to see the crime and Caroline's involvement, *yap*! Since the Brotherhood and grandpa raised the case to the green table, aside from the angkot driver...Caroline becomes a child suspect.

Grandpa became the backing of the Aisya family against the Caroline family, so papa Edo could not do anything just act neutral.

"Nest, called Mr. Wage." Gibran said.

"Sip!" he threw the basketball at Chef, "Ki, I'm going to the teacher's room first!" this young man was restoring his hair that was dripping with sweat.

"okay!" diokei Cheki, Ernest snatched the white uniform and put it on.

He walked down several stairs to the teacher's room accompanied by greetings from other friends.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Ernest knocked on the door of the teacher's room while Wage was chatting with another teacher.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Uh, Nest! In and out!"

Some teachers frowned because they did not know if the child of one of the supporters of this school fund converted, but did not dare to ask.

Mr. Wage looks busy taking something from the closet of his desk, then he saves it to the table.

"Module for you, others have accepted."

"Module?" ernest's breath is still quite hunting due to the basketball game just now.

"Yes module. Next week you will compete with the name of the school at the city level, *keep fight*!"

Ernest widened his smile if his learning struggle had gone so far, "thank you sir."

He grabbed sheet by sheet the modules of physical matter. But then his smile faded, "Aisya?" considering her struggle to this point there was Aisya's hand, the girl who always accompanied her became her encouragement and mood booster.

Mr. Wage dimmed, "with a heavy heart, we changed Aisya's name in astronomy given Aisya's current condition."

Aisya has struggled, this is her goal. It's not fair if the chance in the last year he could fight has to be missed.

Ernest put back his module sheet, "if Aisya doesn't advance. I resigned, too," he said, making Mr. Wage frown and surprised by Ernest's decision, "loh! Why?!"

"One of the main reasons I followed OSN was to be with Aisya, sir. The rest of the reason I don't care.if Aisya alone is not in it, then I am."

"Awhile! I still don't know what you mean?!" said Mr. Wage uphold his seat.

Ernest remembers very well when Gibran said that Aisya participated in the school OSN selection, then Ernest who was only half-heartedly glancing at the OSN event promised to enter! Other than the reason papa Edo forced her, was to approach Aisya.

"Aisya and papa are the reason I joined the OSN event. I've lost papa since I decided to enter a new faith.then my biggest reason is to be with Aisya. If now Aisya is not in it, then there is no reason for me to join the OSN event, sir. Sorry..."

Mr. Wage sighed, he knew Ernest with his stoic nature and firm stance, "I can't force. But I will not cross your name, please think back.when I and the school are sure, if you will be able to penetrate the limits of the ability of others."

A new routine for Ernest, after school he did not go straight home to the grandpa, but he took himself to the hospital.

As usual, he will meet the umi who is waiting next to the beautiful Aisya.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Ernest pops his head in a special room that only has Aisya, forcing grandpa to want to help Aisya's medical expenses. Whatever is needed, then he will not hesitate to pour funds and assistance.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Ernest.." umi's smile never disappeared even though Ernest knew the woman was crying too often, her eyes always look swollen and swollen.

"Mommy ate?" asked Ernest to open his jacket and had changed clothes earlier just now in the hospital toilet.

Umi shook her head, "not yet." The young man handed over a single rose stalk to replace the rose yesterday, he said so that Aisya's room was always fragrant and beautiful, rich in her patients.

"Thank you Nest," Umi sucked back the nose that began to drip water, a young man as young as Ernest but sweet as a grown man.

"The good thing is to eat first, let Ernest wait for Aisya."

Umi's heart tasted bad, "what's not your repotin? Every day you come here, instead of you having to go home, there are still many other same study activities, right?" ask umi, Ernest shook his head. For him Aisya is the top priority at the moment, "there is a study schedule but still a long time, mi. Want to nemenin Ai used to be new to the mosque, setor absent fear later when Aisya woke up crashing if I'm not here!" he joked and laughed a little making umi smile.

"Today who's changing?" ask Ernest.

"Later replace Umi with Teh Arin," he replied.

"Oh," Ernest nodded in understanding, "that's why I should take Ai for a moment? Umi want to pray over lunch?"

"By Umi, that's fine! Insha Allah Ernest will not macemin children umi before halal!" reply sprightly. Umi smiled again, before Umi really came out he took the mukena bag and wallet and mobile phone. Then Ernest shifted the chair to a comfortable position for him to sit facing Aisya. Umi was still paying attention to what Ernest was doing.

"Assalamu'alaikum My'Hawa..by the way I was learning naji same kang Rama, so sorry if it is still wrong and read it, I also assisted the Latin reading anyway....wau denger ngga?" Ernest has a monologue with Aisya.

His heart was filled, Ernest pulled out a juz amma of his from his bag, though still laid out in the pronunciation the young man was seen trying hard to read the short letters along with their meaning.

"God willing," Umi covered her mouth with one hand deeply moved. Right in front of Aisya Ernest chanted a few short letters.

...Love words are beautiful...

...Flowing dhikr in my do'kidung...

...The pain I think it's gonna be, so my antidote......

...The love of my tears...

...Remembering everything you gave me......

...Forgive the khilaf and wrong, all this time, divine, my love.......

..._People love_...

Umi's out soon, "umi's out yeah Nest."

"Oh, yes umi."

Ernest stared at the pale face that had not woken up for those 3 days, with the oxygen hose closing his nose, Aisya still looks beautiful in a green patient dress in line with the green instant hijab that is always mounted on her head.

"See, let's get up! He said he wanted to fight to join OSN at the city level, he said he wanted to study in Turkey..eh or Egypt yes?" kekeh Ernest has closed his amma juz.

"We're just starting to do it too. I haven't quite caught you yet, but you never woke up to kuapelin.." now the young man looked down and grabbed a hand that was pierced by an infusion, his index finger even pinned by a tool.

"You don't want me now what nargetin?" her question looked at Aisya accompanied by the sound of a heart recording device that always beats and shows the number of heart beats Aisya.

"I asked Rama to learn to read Ar-Rahman's letter, I want the gift for your birthday...."

"Have you prayed yet, huh? Want me to imamin?"

Ernest moved from his seat and he walked into the bathroom of the room to take water ablution, from his bag he took out a sheet of prayer mat and black peci.

"Don't worry about me, if I haven't had a good prayer yet..." Ernest held a prayer mat, he was confused where his qibla until finally he asked a passing visitor.

"Bismillah---"

Ernest did his takbiratul ihram by turning his back on Aisya.

"Allahuakbar---" (Allah is Great)

The white lentic fingers did their motor response.

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