God's Choice of Mate
Unexpected, though,

Bik Inah came with Auntie Rani's nanny. They both asked me and Roy to join the family, who were enjoying the meal.

I nodded too, agreeing with Bik Inah's words.

Meanwhile, Roy was still silent without saying a word.

"Son Rani, let Non Rani Bibi be fat. Poor Nak Rani, must be tired, " said Auntie nanny.

I smiled at him."No Bik. God willing, I am not tired. Poor Rani is fast asleep. He woke up and cried, "I replied.

"Yes already if so Nak Rani. Come on, auntie help you stand up. "

"Yes Bik, thank you, "reply me.

Brother Roy this time just looked at me with his face that still looks lethargic.

"Is Brother Roy okay?, "me ask.

Brother Roy nodded his head imposing a small smile, which he tried to show me.

"Yes Rani, yes. Let's immediately join the others, "take Brother Roy who is already standing next to me.

I nodded while correcting my gendogan position that holds Rani's tiny body.

Bik Inah and Aunt governess walked flanking me, on both sides.

Meanwhile, Roy asked us to walk first. Where he followed our footsteps, from behind.

Wuzzz...

The wind blew a little louder, and stroked us all, like we were saying goodbye, in our footsteps that began to move away from this place.

Not long after, I, Bik Inah, Auntie nanny and Kak Roy have arrived. Where the two families gather.

Ummah asked us all to eat, before we all returned home.

Rani wakes up when she hears a whisper. However, he still did not want to leave my lap. And as usual, he always asked me to feed him straight out of my fingers.

Meanwhile, I saw Kak Roy sitting near Pak Budi. And I don't know what they're talking about, which from my eyes, I see they're talking very seriously.

With several times the view of Kak Roy continues to be fixed on me.

***

When I got home, I cleaned up and changed clothes.

Then, I sat on the porch enjoying the warm chocolate milk, which was made by Bik Inah.

Not long after, Wirda entered my room alone.

He came to me, and sat down beside me.

I looked at her, "Where is Fariz, Wir?, "many while sipping warm chocolate milk.

"Fariz was playing with Rafa, Ummah, Abi and Enjid, "wirda replied, looking at me.

"Rani, has Brother Roy said his intention to marry you?. "

I'm appalled.

"How do you know about it, Wirda?, "ask me to take it seriously.

Wirda smiled as she held my shoulder.

"Don't be surprised Rani. Roy is also my best friend, he also told me a lot. About his feelings for you."

I looked at Wirda, and so did Wirda who looked at my face seriously.

"Ran, I love you like my own sister. And I also want to see you happy, living the same life as me. That is by having an escort by your side. And I think Roy's the right guy.

This is my advice Ran, I know how you feel about the late Kak Fariz. And how hard it is, your heart and mind to open others into it. But you have to move on and try it, you are young and have a long way to live. I don't want to see you go on your own like this. "

I listened silently to Wirda. Without me noticing, someone rubbed my head gently. And that is Ummah.

"What Wirda said is true dear."

"Ummah, " I said softly.

A smiling Ummah looked at my face, then sat right beside me and held her hand on my shoulder, hugging me.

"Bu Desi, Pak Surya and Roy have also asked permission from Ummah, Abi, Enjid and Rafa to ask you to be Roy's wife. And we all don't mind that. Instead we are happy dear, will be good intentions Roy who wants to marry you soon. But we all decided to return this decision to you. Don't say no, honey. Pray istikharah and ask Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala to give the best decision in your life. "

"But Ummah, Rani doesn't love Kak Roy, "I argue.

Ummah smiled a little, then rubbed my head again, "Ummah know that.And Ummah know, Ummah's daughter is also difficult to accept other people into your life. But Ummah wants Ummah's daughter to be happy, by living her life. Love will grow as time goes on, after which the relationship becomes kosher dear. According to Ummah and the rest of us, Roy is the right person to be your companion, son. Ummah please consider this, before saying no to Roy's good intentions. There's no need to rush to decide, honey. "

This time I remained silent, speechless as I looked at Ummah and Wirda in turn.

After saying that, Ummah and Wirda let out of my room.

While I was still silent on the veranda, while looking at the sky who understood a little about my current feelings.

Where my heart continues to carry my thoughts towards my longing for Mas Fariz.

Well, sometimes we never know how much a person means in our lives, until he or she completely disappears away for good from life. And in that moment, his heart crumbled because of his disappearance.

"If I open my heart to others, and I fall in love with it. But my love will never be the same, just as I love you.

Because the way you love me. Makes me unable to love others, "my murmur is watered by tears.

***

Days passed away, even though I had performed Istikharah prayers still. My heart has not been inclined to accept Roy's proposal.

It's hard, not because my heart still loves Mas Fariz. But my feelings for Kak Roy are feelings like brother and sister. I respect him and love him. However, not to be my partner or companion.

Even though Roy actually already knows my feelings. But he kept trying relentlessly to continue to touch my feelings and accept his love. Until I realized, he also helped make his daughter as a reason for our closeness, for the happiness of Rani.

Where Kak Roy knows very well, if I love Rani very much and vice versa Rani also loves me very much. But if because of the existence of his daughter, it becomes my reason to marry Kak Roy. It feels so ironic to me. Marriage is worship, and not something that can be compromised. After my first forced marriage to Reno. I really don't want to have a marriage like that anymore. Until God presented Mas Fariz in my life, even if only for a moment. However, with her I can enjoy the beautiful sacred bond of marriage, filled with love for the Khalik. Until now, I have not felt sure. If there is someone who is as capable and equal as my priest as Mas Fariz.

I was still in my mind, in the car that drove. Where Mr. Budi was driving and Bik Inah was sitting next to me.

Well, I'm tired of the insistence of all those who immediately ask me, immediately accept the proposal Kak Roy.

So this time I want to pull over and a little bit away from everyone.

I want to go back to the place when Mas Fariz and I first met.

The originally bright sky, now a pitch-black cloud covered with black clouds.

Byurr.... Bresss...

Heavy rain fell on the earth instantly. The air, which had felt hot and arid before, was now cold and shady, in the silence of the roar of the boisterous water.

My memory was re-remembered by the memories that brought me to mind, back at the beginning of my meeting with Mas Fariz.

This rain seemed to bring nostalgia to me, who continued to miss him.

Bi Inah rubbed my back, as if she knew my heart.

I looked at him with teary eyes, then leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Patience Nak Rani, "he said softly while hugging myself.

I nodded slowly in his arms, until the car driven by Mr. Budi had arrived in the courtyard of the mosque, the place where my meeting with Mas Fariz began.

My heart was filled, seeing every corner of the memories with him that slashed through the recesses of my soul, to never stop forgetting him.

I raised my head to look around, apparently in the mosque there is activity. Seen from a distance many worshipers who filled the mosque.

"Son Rani are we going down now?, "asked Pak Budi to me who had parked his car.

I nodded, and wanted to get out of the car immediately. Like something was pulling me, to get close to the mosque. Sayup-sayup from the mosque speakers sounded familiar to me.

I immediately took an umbrella to get out of the car, as well as Bik Inah and Pak Budi who quickly took an umbrella, after seeing my actions.

I immediately got out of the car, followed by Bik Inah who accompanied my footsteps, then followed by Pak Budi.

In the rain, I kept walking to observe the state of the mosque that was not too much change as before.

"I haven't been here in a long time, after Mas Fariz's departure," I thought.

Bik Inah was suddenly beside me and holding my wrist.

"Yes Bik, " said me while nodding.

And in a moment, there was another chant of the holy verses of the Qur'an that drugged me.

Where the voice rattled my heart.

I was stunned and silent for a moment, with teary eyes.

Mr. Budi was already beside me. I also looked towards him, as well as Mr. Budi.

"Sir, did you hear that voice?, "ask slowly.

Mr. Budi nodded and looked surprised like me.

"Yes Nak Rani, the voice was like the voice of the late Nak Fariz, " replied Mr. Budi with his face of shock like mine.

My tears fell slowly, which I thought was just an illusion of my longing for her.

I quickly invited Mr. Budi and Bik Inah, to immediately rush into the mosque. Determine who the owner of the voice is.

My footsteps were light, with a feeling of tension. I felt like something was waiting for me inside. And pull myself strong to get closer. But I don't know what it is, I don't know.

I immediately put down the umbrella I was carrying and walked quickly to the ablution place accompanied by Bik Inah.

A feeling of tension and impatience raged within my chest.

After taking ablution with Bik Inah, I immediately invited Bik Inah to rush into the mosque, and perform the two prayers.

Where the voice is still heard clearly and in chanting the holy verses

Quranic.

Finish my prayer and Bik Inah sit with other women worshipers to listen to the recitation of the holy verse of the Quran.

Calm and peaceful...

I feel like Mas Fariz is with me.

My tears flowed full of joy.

I can't wait to see who the owner of the voice is.

Although I know for sure, if it wasn't Mas Fariz of course.

"O Allah, what more destiny will you give me, "my heart in my heart.

while wiping my tears so as not to spill.

Bik Inah continued to rub my back, and whispered words that could strengthen me.

I nodded and made sure to Bik Inah that I was okay.

Not long after, the voice disappeared and made me feel troubled by it.

All the female worshippers looked a lot out, although there were some who were still silent inside the mosque.

I immediately invited Bik Inah to come out.

From outside where I was with Bik Inah. Mr. Budi waved his hand, to immediately ask myself out to approach him.

I saw the tense face and expression full of shock displayed by Mr. Budi.

"What is this, "I ask in my heart.

Without lingering, I immediately went out with Bik Inah and headed towards Pak Budi.

But only a few steps of my feet were walking. The voice of someone reading the holy verses of the Quran was again heard by my sense of hearing.

My heart trembled and kept making my heart beat fast.

"Sir Budi, let's go with Rani to ascertain who the owner of this voice is. This voice is so similar to Mas Fariz's, sir, "I pleaded.

Mr. Budi fell silent while looking at me.

Meanwhile, I also became confused by Mr. Budi's attitude.

"What's wrong, sir?, "many more.

Mr. Budi looked at me again seriously, "Is it true that Nak Rani wants to know who the owner of this voice is?."

I nodded curiously at Mr. Budi's strange attitude that I caught.

Mr. Budi also seemed to catch his breath repeatedly. Things that make me more confused with his attitude.

Then in the tension of his face Mr. Budi also said to me, "Whatever Nak Rani will see and watch, never be surprised or shocked. Perhaps this is the destiny and the path of God. "

I am increasingly confused and do not understand, the meaning of the words of Mr. Budi.

My oral wants to immediately ask Mr. Budi about the meaning of his words. But my desire to know who the owner of this voice is greater than my curiosity for the meaning of the words of Mr. Budi.

Mr. Budi then led me, who walked following his footsteps.

He walked slowly with Bik Inah, to draw closer to the owner of the voice, who was chanting the holy verses of the Quran. The beautiful sound is so similar and similar to the voice of the late Mas Fariz.

After a few minutes we walked, finally Pak Budi stopped at a mosque door, then he turned his body towards me.

"Now Nak Rani can know and see clearly who is the owner of a voice similar to Nak Fariz's voice. His person was inside and was chanting the holy verses of the Quran, "said Pak Budi seriously.

I nodded, with a feeling of curiosity mixed with happiness.

Where the melodious voice continues to hypnotize me to ascertain who the owner is.

DAGS.. Dig... DUG....

My heart kept beating fast and did not stop.

The electricity flowed like in my blood.

I stepped on my right foot, to go back into the mosque. Accompanied by Bik Inah and Pak Budi behind me.

Slowly. and slowly...

My feet stepped, with my eyes constantly looking around looking for something I wanted to find right away.

The recitation of the Holy Quran is still heard, and it is becoming clearer and stronger.

Where my feelings are shaking my heart.

I saw from a distance a man holding a microphone, in a light gray robe matching the hunchback he was wearing.

His face was covered by someone nearby.

My curiosity, continued to bring me closer and stepped to find his face.

Mr. Budi tried to prevent me, but I don't care. Where my heart seems to keep leading my mind to get closer to him.

And after I got close enough to some of the people who circled it.

Who now turns to look at me, because of my existence.

I was shocked and shocked to see such a familiar and familiar face. So did the owner of the voice.

My body trembled instantly, seeing her who was also very surprised to see my body in front of her.

He immediately stopped his posture, got up from his seat and looked at me.

"Rani!, "his words sounded a little loud from her lips.

I really can't believe it, if he had the exact same voice, as Mas Fariz had when reciting the holy verses of the Quran.

Slowly he wanted to get closer to me, but I walked back and went away from him, followed by Bik Inah who was chasing after me.

"Knee.. Wait, "he said softly and quietly while raising his right hand slightly upwards to ask myself not to pass.

However, Mr. Budi immediately stopped his steps.

"Don't Nak Reno, leave Nak Rani alone. He was still very surprised and shocked, " said Mr. Budi looking at Kak Reno.

Meanwhile, Brother Reno fell silent and continued to look at me who was passing away from before him.