Habibillah Hawaari
Attention Ricky

Billa laid her tired body on her petite bed. The girl had not even taken off her hijab, worrying that was what Billa was feeling at the moment. CV from the Lecturer of course began to disturb his calm at this time. This week is a quiet week before the final exam of the fifth semester. Istikharah prayers every night did not escape from Billa's night activities when he woke up in the early hours. After performing the tahajud prayer, the girl always asks for instructions on her heartbreak about her Lecturer's CV. Billa stared at the ceiling of her room and then closed her eyes, looking for a moment of calm before she went clean.

*

"MaaSyaAllaah Akhi, Antum is worth all Mumtaz. Incredibly envious, I see your cleverness." Said a man from Indonesia who was studying at the University of Madinah. The two men had just seen the results of the final semester exam that had been held last week.

"Syukron, Antum is also Mumtaz. Don't overdo it like that. Your memorization is even very good." Reply to the man who also comes from Indonesia. The two were met by accident due to a dorm room.

"Yes Zafran, is Antum going back to Indonesia this holiday ?" asked his close friend Emir during his lecture in Medina.

"Perhaps, I've missed Ummi's cooking so much, if Antum how ?" He smiled as he imagined Indonesian food.

"No, there's no fulus." Zafran moved closer to his close friend and patted Emir firmly on the shoulder.

"How about I come back to Indonesia, while honing my skills in place." Zafran said, lowering his eyebrows.

"I mean ?" The Emir was obviously curious about the statement of his close friend.

"In my house there is a field of reward waiting for you as a candidate for Sheikh. Come with me home, will you ?" pinta Zafran looked at his best friend who was also looking at him began to understand.

"But your fares are you responsible ?"

"Sip. Let Abahku bear the cost of this one Sheikh."

"Do not mind later. Of course it costs a lot."

"God, there is a provision from Allah. Get ready, the day after tomorrow we're going back to our country." The Emir nodded his head while hugging his best friend. For Zafran commuting between countries is not difficult about the material. The Emir clearly knew Zafran was the son of a respected man in his city. Zafran chose to stay in the hostel because he wanted to focus on lectures and be preoccupied with useful things. If he wanted to, he could have stayed in the apartment that his older brother Zaid used to live in while studying also in Medina. But Zafran prefers to stay with other students.

"What about Billa ?" asked the Emir who immediately made Zafran speechless after both of them broke down a tight hug as a sign of affection.

"Let's know, I'm just surrendering to this destiny. If he is my soul mate, then God will unite us." Zafran said calmly, The man is obviously still very much expecting Billa. Emir as his close friend as well as a friend of the struggle in the land of people. Enough to know about Zafran's wishes. Both are very open to each other.

"May Allah grant all your prayers friend" the Emir said solemnly.

"Aamiin" Zafran smiled happily to have a close friend like the Emir. The simple but very smart man always makes Zafran to feel grateful for destiny. Emir was an orphan, his parents both died from a mountain eruption that occurred while he was still in junior high school. He was taken care of by his Grandmother and Grandfather who survived the natural disaster. The Emir himself at the time of the incident was not in his city. He's on vacation at his uncle's house with his brother out of town. Luckily Emir is very clever and managed to get a scholarship to study in Medina thanks to his good rote.

***

Billa grabbed her phone on the study table because of the sound of her cell phone ringing. The girl had just woken up from her sleep still using a complete robe and hijab.

"Assalamualaikum Bang."

"Thank God Bang, Brother how are you, Buya and Umma are healthy right ?" billa asked with a special sound of waking up and hands rubbing his eyes because it was still a little sleepy.

"Alhamdulillah healthy all. You just woke up ? Is the prayer not yet ?" Billa immediately checked her phone to see the clock on her phone screen.

"Astaghfirullah, I overslept Bang. It's five in the afternoon. I haven't prayed ashar." He panicked himself and immediately turned off his phone without waiting for a response from his brother. Billa then went into the bathroom washing his face and took water ablution. Billa immediately held his prayer and performed four rakaat ashar prayers. The girl forgot because she didn't set an alarm. Intention of the heart wants to fall down to eliminate fatigue for a while, it ends in overslept.

Ding.

{"Dek, if you're off soon home. God willing Brother will apply for Ustadzah Winda when you are home"} ~ Bang Reza

Billa smiled happily as she read the good news from her brother.

{"Ready, insyaallah next week Billa has started the test. Billa's going on vacation soon. May Allah ease your intentions."} ~Aku Billa's.

{"Alright, welcome to the final semester exam. May the value of all Mumtaz. Don't forget to rest"}~

{"Ready"} ~

Billa was very happy to hear the good news from her brother, finally her brother was getting married. The girl was so enthusiastic because her future cousin would be Ustadzah who built her own. Speaking of the cottage, Billa is of course kangen with a comfortable atmosphere and full of religious it. Billa recalled a man who is now studying abroad. There was a sense of guilt when it came to knowing the reason for the man's exit from the same Campus as him.

"Zafran" he said unknowingly. Billa re-opened the pink medium-sized Zafran box with a smile. The girl began chanting verse by verse with melodious contained in the holy book of the Koran. Billa began to muroja'ah memorize the letter he had memorized while in the cottage solemnly. Long enough the girl dissolved in her rote, until she felt so hungry in her stomach that it had started to rumble. Billa closed the book and immediately went out to eat dinner on his motorcycle.

"Dec, do you want the Maghrib still out ?" Billa clearly recognized the heavy voice. The girl immediately turned her head and rightly guessed. The handsome Mentopen Lecturer was queuing right behind him as well.

"So forgot not to buy when you go home from college, sir" replied Billa awkwardly lowered his head in shame.

"Other times don't forget, it's not good for the Maghrib women to still be outside. Go home, let me deliver." His Lecturer's decree that made Billa immediately shake his head quickly.

"No need, I have a bike. Soon also has become the order sir." replied Billa refused subtly offer Lecturer.

"Be careful on the Deck." Billa nodded slowly in response. Not long from the second chat Billa's order was ready. Chicken Pecel seems to be very evocative of his appetite tonight. Not just for Billa, of course. Billa just found out, it turns out the lecturer also likes the roadside tent menu like himself.

"I'm sorry sir, Assalamualaikum"

"Wait for the Deck, I'm obviously not calm you're alone. Where has Adzan, Mang please drop my order first. I'll take it after I pray." Ricky said as he approached Billa. "Let me drive, don't worry.I won't get out of the car. Just escort your bike from behind. I also want to go to the mosque." His words were beyond suspicion.

"But-"

"No need for rejection. Hurry up, it's Maghrib time. It's not good to delay too long." Billa nodded in agreement and started to turn on the bike.