Heaven In The Eye Pelupuk
Fate and Destiny

..."When Allah loves a servant, his sorrow will spread. If God hates a servant, the world will be made for him."...

..._Fudhoil ibn Iyadh_...

The night is waking up. The goddess of night now replaces the orange that had reigned. All the trinkets that are in the universe winket at the inhabitants of the earth. As if I was saying hello.

On a long prayer mat, with her body still wrapped in mucena, Aida was stunned while biting her face tightly. Her tears washed down the mucus that was still worn. In the silence of the night, only Aida's sobs were heard accompanied by the sounds of crickets and small insects.

Aida couldn't stop the rain, just like her tears broke tonight. This time, the moon bore witness to her grief and mood. I don't know, but tonight there's no drizzle or storm. However, the clear liquid was like it did not want to stop. Divine, is this because of the match? Did the matchmaking weigh on Aida?

It was pitch black to be a friend to Aida. There is no lamp. The moonlight entered through the window slit that Aida accidentally closed tightly. However, it is the moonlight that is able to illuminate in every gap of time that is empty. Like his heart at the moment.

"Dad." The sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the shrill sound of the middle-aged woman melted the atmosphere.

A minute later, the sound of the door creaking sign that the door had opened. Aida weld the trace of her tears, the girl covered her entire face with both palms wrapped in mucenae.

"God will not burden a man unless he is in accordance with his abilities." That sound? The hoarse voice of the womb of life always managed to make his heart a little calmer.

"Well remember those words?" Aida nodded lethargicly. Both eyes were swollen from crying for too long. The palm of the hand as soft as silk was gently caressing the top of Aida's head, could not bear to see the baby constantly grieving like this.

"Mother, Aida does not want to be betrothed to the same choice santri Father Mother." Aida kept whining. Trying to persuade her mother that this matchmaking did not really happen.

"Why, Son?" Aida still hasn't budged. The girl chose to be quiet.

"Can one fall in love even if they never meet?" tanyakanya. "Aida doesn't love that santri, Mother. Just meet Aida never." His impression with a choked voice.

Mother Aida could only smile knots. He was confused about how else to persuade Aida so that he would be betrothed to their chosen santri.

"Aida already has a girlfriend Mother, Aida love her same." The round-eyed girl was constantly whining. A second later, he woke up from the lap of his mother. He sat down and looked in the beautiful bead of the source of happiness. Looking for a gap so that he managed to persuade his mother.

"What is your destiny will surely find your own way to find you. The soul mate is a divine-secret"

"But .. is it appropriate for a santri to marry Aida? Aida's not a qur'an expert, Mother."Aida slashed her mother's words very quickly.

"It doesn't have to be a qur'an expert just to be a gus' wife." Mother Aida answered her daughter's questions at lightning speed.

"The fool is a reflection of himself-"

"The best soul mate is the soul mate who comes from lauhul mahfudz." Like not wanting to give Aida a chance to speak, the mother always cut her words as fast as lightning.

Returning. The wrinkled palms of the hands rubbed Aida's reddish cheeks. Removing traces of princess tears. In this world no parent wants their child to live a miserable life. All parents in the world want their children to live happily. In fact, they do not want to be rewarded for their hard work. Enough with the knotty smile that rose from her son's sweet lips, it was more than enough.

"You want, Nduk?" Aida tried to ponder the question from her mother. However, a few minutes later with a heavy heart Aida nodded her head slowly. The trouble was back heard. However, with her palm, Aida shut her mouth tightly trying to hide the sobs so as not to be heard by the father. Aida rushed into the warm embrace of her life. Suddenly, the cry broke out in the arms of the woman who had been pregnant with him for nine months.

"Yes, Nduk. Bismillah." It feels so hard to accept all this. Like a dream, but real. O Rabb, if this is best for Aida, then give her sincerity so that Aida can accept all this with a chest of air.

***

The smell of morning dew raging with the ground was so obvious. Fresh air in the morning greets the skin of his face. The dawn is still timid to reveal its light. Birds are heard everywhere. In fact, not a few chickens are competing in voicing his voice. Awaken the inhabitants of the earth to prepare to carry out activities as usual.

The girl wearing a set of pajamas combined with an oversize knit blazer was seen walking down the sidewalk. This morning was not as good as usual. There are no vehicles passing by, even the air is still cool untainted exhaust fumes.

Later in the afternoon Bima and his family will play at home. Don't go anywhere, Nduk.

The girl sat pensively thinking about her mother's words. Is it true that today he will meet with the santri? Is he the same as Aida's friends say? Rabb, it feels like he wants to disappear from the earth. Really am.

"Astagfirullah Azim." The sound of the horn made the daydream crumble. Just five cent away, maybe Aida will get hit.

From inside the car, came out a young man with a black glove combined with a white shirt. "Afwan, Ukhti. Are you all right? Is anyone hurt?" Aida's attention focused on the handsome face of the man. There's no response. O God, can you hear this heartbeat? Why is it beating so fast?

"Oh .. yes sa-I'm fine." The longer the sound gets weaker.

"All right then. Sorry I have to go, assalamualaikum." Without introducing herself, the man left Aida with a myriad of questions lodged in his mind.

Aida kept staring at the silver car that was traveling at high speed until the car was no longer visible. From the pocket of his pyjamas, the black flat object rang. Without waiting for a long time, Aida fingered her device and immediately raised the call that turned out from her mother.

"Asshrink, Aida. Where are you, Nduk?" The voice that had been the spirit of his life sounded like agitation, worry. I don't know, it can't be described in words.

"Waalaikumus greetings, Mother. Aida was jogging. Why, huh?"

"Go home, Nduk. There's someone a few minutes ago waiting for you." Aida scrunched her forehead so as to make her two eyebrows fuse together. Somebody? Who was waiting for him?

"Dae ... Aida!" The final voice sounded so shrill that Aida realized from her brief daydream.

"I-iya, Mommy. Aida will be home soon." Her voice stammered. He was afraid of getting confused. Ah, nevermind. It was useless, all of this just made his head feel broken.

Aida turned off her phone after saying hello. Then the device was again stored in the pocket of his pyjamas. The girl quickened her pace. On the other hand, a man had been waiting for Aida's presence. Never met even a greeting, the first time the man dared to face Aida's parents directly, intending to ask the innocent girl from her father. Without him realizing that he had met in accident.

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Monday, 15 January 2023