Hijrah in the Way of God
What is your reason?

Rahma's tears just kept flowing. He tried to hold her back, but still her tears would not stop coming out.

"What's going on? Why are you crying, son?"

The mother's voice made Ridho turn his head. The mother of the home carrying a napan containing two glasses of tea looked confused. He put his tea in the long chair. Then he approached Rahma. He glanced at Ridho asking for an answer. "Rahma why? tanyakanya.

Ridho shook his head that he did not know why Rahma was crying. Maybe because of his words?

Seconds later, Rahma stopped crying. He finally managed to hold it. He was also embarrassed to cry in front of the mother. " I'm sorry to go home, Mom." Grabbed his bag, took an envelope and gave it to the housewife and she left.

Ridho stared at the girl's departure which was getting further and further away. Then glanced at the envelope in the hands of the home mom. "That's what, Mom?" tanyanya wants to know.

"Oh this." Paused for a moment. "This is a donation for the orphanage children here. Every month Rahma would make a donation to this home." The mother of the home smiled. "She's a very nice girl. He also often brought food for the children of the home. There are rarely people like that" he said.

Ridho looked silently listening to the words that came out of the mouth of the mother of the parlour. He also acknowledged the kindness of Rahma. "Mom did he ever bring Dimas here?"

"Dimas?" The mother of the parlor tries to remember who Dimas is. Rahma never took anyone to this home. "Who is Dimas? You never heard her name?"

"Isn't Rahma married? And Dimas is the name of her husband."

The mother of the parlor chuckled. "Rahma was not married Ridho. She's still single."

"So Rahma is not married?"

There was a sense of relief that Ridho felt. Then there was still hope for her to be with the girl. Now he knew why the girl was crying. It's all because of his words. And that means the girl's feelings are the same as her feelings.

The mother of the parlor nodded.

"Ridho excuse me, ma'am." Put out twenty hundred pieces of money in his wallet. "It's for the children of the home."

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Ridho's taking his car breaks down the city's traffic. The car is traveling at medium speed. His memory returned to the scene this morning at his home.

The Flashback

"Yes yes. I've taken care of everything."

The voice was faintly heard. Hermana was talking to someone behind the phone. Ridho tried to sharpen his hearing. He peeked at Hermana from outside the middle-aged man's room silently.

"My son used to be close to a girl. The girl I told was away from my son at that time. And he obeyed it. Take it easy I'm sure he won't dare interfere with our son's relationship."

Ridho. County girl? who does the papa mean? A rahma? Is that girl?

The girl told him to stay away. And this is all because of his papa. Why did his father separate him from the girl he loved. Totally selfish. Papa's selfish. He did not know how sick Ridho was at that time. And of course the girl was also sicker than him.

Ridho felt himself to be really stupid. For five years he knew now. When her hopes of being with the girl were no longer there. The girl had been with someone else and she couldn't possibly destroy her happiness.

Her tears fell. Sorry about how he felt. He should not have given up that time. He shouldn't have left. He should not have obeyed his papa. It's too late really late.

Flashback Off

"Rahma is not married?"

Ridho's car stopped right in front of the restaurant. He opened the door and stepped wide into the restaurant.

"What message do you want, sir?" ask a restaurant waiter.

"Rahma," Ridho's reflex. He pulled out what was in his brain. A rahma? that girl was on his mind at the moment.

The waiter named Rara was shocked. "What do you mean, sir?" tanyakanya. "Are you Rahma's mother's friend?" guess it.

Ridho's a little embarrassed. Why did he fall short, but in the end he nodded, "I-iya. There's secrets?"

Rara was silent for a moment looking at the handsome young man before her. A little amazed by his looks. "So sir I call."

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Rahma was still standing at the end there. He hesitated to meet the young man sitting in the corner of the restaurant.

Ridho waved his hand. He tells Rahma to get closer. With a furious feeling Rahma approached the young man.

"Sit down" said Ridho as Rahma seemed hesitant to sit nearby.

"What's wrong?" ask Rahma. His heart wondered why this young man wanted to see him.

"You're being honest with me what's the reason you told me to stay away from you back then?" Ridho tried to find answers from the girl before him. I want to know the truth from the girl's mouth.

Rahma did not answer. It was hard for him to lie again. Only silence can he do.

"I already know the reason. It's because of my papa, isn't it." Give pause his speech. "You don't have to hear her talk. You don't stay away from me just because you feel you don't deserve me."

Rahma let Ridho continue his words. Being a good listener is all he can do now.

"You know it makes me sick. My heart aches when you tell me to stay away. I'm really sick."

Rahma cried hearing that. He was sick just like Ridho. Pain restrained his feelings. Water was flowing down his cheeks.

Ridho looked at the girl. "Roman?"

"Will you be my companion? Through the days with me? I promise I'll make you happy." Ridho sighed. His chest tightened to see Rahma who was still crying. "Will you marry me?"

Rahma wiped her tears and smiled. "I-iya I-I want to. I want to marry you, Ridho," she replied.

A happy smile was drawn on Ridho's face. I think he wants to scream. But he was afraid of being thought crazy again by visitors here. He could only scream in his heart. Saying 'alhamdulillah' repeatedly.

"Thank you" he said. "I'm gonna cancel my marriage with papa's chosen girl."

Ridho was really relieved. God may have tested his patience. Away may be God's way of keeping him from sin. God finally reunited her with the age that was enough to get married.

Ridho was very grateful. God has a more beautiful way. The hijrah? this is the best way to make life happier. And Ridho had already felt the effects. Knowing Rahma made him realize that his life used to be very bleak. There is no happiness. There is only hatred in him.

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