Fana Kasih Berahat Gamb
Chapter 8. Maulid Prophet

At 6 pm all preparations have been done carefully, nothing is lacking.

It was all thanks to the youthful agility in dividing the task, so it did not take long to complete the preparation of the prophet's maid of honor tonight.

Adzan isya reverberate sign prayer time is already coming.

Zahara and Salma together with young people in the village have been there since the mosque area. Until, hurry to perform congregational prayer isya.

This afternoon there was no study at the mosque because Zahara and Salma were busy preparing as well, finally for today's study was abolished.

Prayer is over, immediately the sound of children began to be heard from various angles and the screen of the mosque has been shifted to the end of the wall. Until, it looks like this simple mosque becomes a little broad.

The fathers and the youth began to arrange the seats to form a circle so that the elders were a little free during the lecture, as well as the mothers.

"Test test" The young man's voice from the small microphone in his hand was testing the microphone.

Feeling the sound of an already good microphone The youth leader immediately opened the show as the MC of the event today.

"Assalamu'alaikum wr wb" His words were firm and the answer to his greeting was given a thunderous greeting

It didn't take long in this reception, though, The youth leader finished with the notification of the funds that had been issued and before the ustad who spoke the Youth chairman handed the microphone to the village chief to give him a word of greeting over the celebration today.

The youth leader quickly finished with his various agendas and immediately handed the microphone to the president they had invited earlier.

Mr. Ustad is now ready to speak with a microphone that is already in his hands. The white robe and skullcap he wore became a plus for his authority.

Mr. Ustad opened the lecture with the birth theme of the prophet and the meaning presented by the prophet Muhammad as the final prophet of the future of this earth, his lecture was so comfortable to get into the ears and not so difficult to understand because the ustad who brought the lecture today was not so monotonous that the pilgrims felt comfortable and sometimes laughed because of the jokes that were so bad mr. ustad.

In the midst of delivering the lecture Zahara looked around and did not escape the male pilgrims he also traced one by one.

Yes, he was looking for if any of the young men looked the back of the man who had been teasing his heart these few days.

He saw Salman and Lukman sitting sideways with a focused view listening to the tausiah of the pak ustad.

Seeing that there were Salman and Lukman among the worshippers, Zahara's heart became a little happy, the possibility of Zein was also among them. Long Zahara watched, but there was no Zein among them.

Zahara wondered why Zein never appeared in the mosque even once, he would only meet Zein in the market or outside the mosque only. Zahara thinks positively that Zein may be behind helping young people prepare snacks until they are not visible in the mosque.

One by one the young men entered with a tray containing a bowl of compote they had cooked just now and a tray containing a glass, visible from the clear glass reply was a brownish yellow color whose sign in the glass was tea.

With shrewdness they began to give one by one bowl in front of the pilgrims because pak ustad has finished giving tausiah and time to eat snacks.

As for the mothers of the young men will only give a tray in front of the door of the street women section and give it to the girls who are there.

Zahara and Salma immediately rushed to take over and quickly distributed to the Mothers.

It turns out that Zahara's eyes and heart still hope that Zein is present from the many young people who exist. But, he was again disappointed with his hope that never satisfied his heart.

Zahara finally just kept quiet while eating the compote plan in front of him.

Time keeps passing. Until, all the people have been neatly arranged lined up in front of the mosque with a fire torch complete in their hands.

Zahara, Salma and the girls were divided into two, in order to enter the middle and back.

The youth are also divided into two locations, in front and behind to monitor the community so that no one is left behind and remain the thinnest in the line.

Zahara was silent without a word while holding a torch in his hand, Zahara was not as friendly as Salma, so he had difficulty interacting when combined with other girls, Zahara said, as a result, Zahara only stood behind the many crowds that were cool to tell stories and joke.

The voice of the prophet sholawat has begun to sound so beautiful in the community and according to the instructions of the Chairman of the youth, the community has finally slowly stepped slowly.

This scenery is very beautiful to the eye, all people walk in rows with the light of lights from each hand, Zahara also participated in singing the prayer with a smile floating from his face.

"Zahara's... Zahara" Zahara's sayings are like hearing someone call his name from behind.

Zahara turned around and was immediately shocked when she saw the man she had been looking for since then but never came.

"Zeein?! " Shocked

"You're Zahara yourself? " His words while taking over the fire torch held by Zahara and shining down the streets for the two of them.

"Ehhh, there's no bg" he said in shock as his finger was touched by Zein

"Where was that? How come there's no sight in the mosque?" Zahara tried to ask because he could not stand the curiosity that enveloped him.

"Why? You're looking for me, aren't you?" Zein asked back with a beautiful smile.

"Ahh no, I ... I just ask" said Zahara clumsily and held in shame while bowing to the shadow of Zein who was still staring at him.

Zein just chuckled at Zahara's bashful behavior of the cat.

"You're embarrassed even more make you demen lo Zahara" said Zein immediately made Zahara stop and looked at Zein, Zahara did not expect Zein as not shy to say the word.

"Joking around Zahara" he said and walked slowly

Zahara finally followed Zein from behind, and remained silent because she did not get an answer to the question she had just asked.

Noticing the voiceless Zahara, Zein finally opened her voice.

"Abg was not a mosque at all" he said and managed to make Zahara's mouth open and asked back

"Why? "

"There is no... It's just not a mosque" he said casually without seeing Zahara's face

Zahara was not satisfied at all for the explanation given by Zein who seemed to hang, why he was not present while his two friends were present and he was not, he himself asked whether or not he could participate in this event. Then why didn't he come at all.

One by one the appropriate answers to his questions filled his head, Zahara trying to choose for herself the answers he wanted to hear.

"Sorry Zahara, I say yes first" he said as he thrust a fire torch into Zahara's hands.

"Why bg? Not going to shalawatan? " Tanya Zahara was confused, while thinking about whether she had made Zein uncomfortable with her question just now

"Zahara... Abg here just want to see your face" Zein whispered a little and looked down at Zahara's face and left Zahara.

'Deg' Zahara's heart was pounding uncontrollably when he heard the statement Zein gave just now right in front of his face, his eyes kept looking at Zein's back who had now moved away from him.