
Dusk, tomorrow afternoon to Mamang's office, yes, someone sepesial want to meet you. You certainly do not expect. mamang can not tell now.Obviously, you have to come.
Dusk read Mang Didin's message with a frown. He wondered, who wants to see him tomorrow? As far as Dusk was concerned, there was no theme in Mang Didin's office that he was familiar with. Dusk had never visited Mang Didin's office.
In her room, Dusk had just watched Vidio's positive love project titled "Halaqah Cinta." He was fascinated by the words and lyrics in it.
"Lord, meet me with a chosen lover.One who loves You, loves Your Apostle, in Multazam I ask.
"Lord, unite me with a chosen lover, someone who will accompany me to your paradise.
"Halaqah of Love, where hearts meet.
"Halaqah of Love, where hearts unite,"
The lyrics are now prayer and hope in the twilight of the heart. For some reason, since following the Assembly of Exemplary Love some time ago, he began to think about love, marriage, and also seriously. Tonight, while thinking about it all, suddenly a question arises that grows hope as well as fear in him.
Does a woman with a bad past like me deserve a godly soul mate from God? Who loves God and His apostle?
Tampa dusk knows, that question will be answered soon. The active radar of the heart will be guided by his finding answers.
In the corner of another room. Dawn was holding a feeling that was difficult to understand. a few minutes before he had read the Koran, but the anxiety in his heart continued to grow. All feelings, happy, afraid, and also mixed into one.
Dawn is happy because of his wait to meet the woman who contributed in his life, his childhood friend, the owner of the amma juz that he always carries everywhere, Will end tomorrow. He can return the juz amma while saying thank you. That's all he wants to do when he meets dusk later.
However, Fajar is afraid that dusk does not remember him because it has not met for decades.Fear of his presence berangu.Takut if dusk even uncomfortable to meet him.
Dawn was also very curious. What's Dusk like now? Was he as funny as Daan when he was 6 years old?Does she wear a veil like she used to wear a tiny, colorful veil when it comes to school?
The question raged in his heart and mind. Two days ago, she told Mang Didin about her best friend with Dusk. Also, his wish was to return the Dusk item he had once borrowed. He was grateful that Mang Didin wanted to facilitate the meeting with twilight tomorrow at the office.
Time moved slowly, the night was getting late, Dawn stared out the window with a feeling of blue.See the moon full of light illuminated the night. As if accompanying himself who was still difficult to shut down. His face smiled gratefully. In his heart was a prayer full of hope.
O ALLAH, You found and introduced me to him first, it is Your scenario. Through his borrowed juz amma, I can memorize love letters from you until now, he said, it was your skanerio. Through his motivation to memorize Adhu-Dhuha's letter, I was inspired to pursue dream after dream, it was your skanerio. And tomorrow, I can be reunited with him too, it's your skanerio. Whatever happens tomorrow and after, set me in your protection and grace."
The day that awaited arrived. Dawn went to the office with a different feeling.Tak forgot before leaving he performed Dhuha prayers, then, just before leaving.he looked back at his reflection in the mirror.The appearance looks charming,he very rarely pays attention to his appearance.in fact, he is quite handsome.A glance similar to Indonesian actor, Dude Harlino, white and charismatic.
For a lifetime, never once in contact with women.although when the first lecture, many people were interested and idolized, he never responded. Only dusk is the only woman who ever singah in his heart. It is not because of love, but because of the great gratitude to him.
So, for Dawn, today's meeting with dusk was a very important meeting.
Seconds change minutes, time continues to run, the sun gets higher, feels warm to shine on the earth. The light went into the window of the twilight room that was getting ready.
Yes, in his room, dusk is preparing to go to the office of Mang Didin, a leading Sharia Bank in Bandung.The performance today is very beautiful and polite. He uses a knee-length tunic in a pair of wide leg trouser pants, making his look trendy and fashionable.although not yet veiled, dusk has decided to dress modestly wherever he goes. He doesn't want to wear shorts anymore. Also, do not want to wear clothes that show the curves of his body.
"I will proceed to change, to migrate, as my knowledge, level of consciousness, and obedience grow," said Dusk to his two hijrah companions, Resti and Yulia the other day.
Her wavy hair was still long, making her look very graceful when walking.
Thirty minutes before zhuhur, he set off for Mang Didin's office in a taxi.
Who is this special person, as Mang Didin said, who wants to meet me today?
Dusk arrived at Mang Didin's office at 12:00 pm past several minutes. The sun was getting hotter, dusk rushed to find Musala's office to pray zhuhur. after praying, the sun was getting hotter, He read a message from the Didin mang to go straight to his room when he was together. After asking the security guard, he was directed to Mang Didin's room on the 2nd floor.
Right in front of Mang Didin's room, dusk knocked on the door while saying hello.before long the door opened.Mang Didin who opened the door immediately smiled and invited Dusk in.
Slowly Dusk walked towards the sofa in Didin's mang room, where a man was already sitting there.
Dusk stared at Dawn wondering who this man was?
Meanwhile, Fajar stared at Dusk with a rumble of suddenly enlarged feelings in his chest. Something he doesn't understand. Just a few seconds they stared at each other, and Dawn immediately bowed in shame. His white face was red. In his heart he spoke Istighfar.
Mang Didin who saw the two confused just laughed and let them sit back.
"Well guess what, twilight.who do you know?" asked Mang Didin while smiling at Dusk.
Dusk shook his head, then said, "Don't know, Mang...."
"Try to remember. This handsome and godly young man is your friend first, you know. Now he works here with Mamang." Mang Didin tried to give a hint.
Dusk stared at the increasingly groggy Dawn.
"Don't really remember, Mang. Sorry, is Akang ready?" ask Dusk directly.
Hearing the question of Dusk, Fajar increasingly stubborn. His breathing became more irregular. While saying basmalah. He's trying to control himself. Mang Didin gave the code to Dawn to answer and explain.
"I'm sorry, Dusk, for inviting you to meet today" Fajar said.
Then, he took the amma juz that he had stored beside his seat and handed it to Dusk.
"I'm returning this amma juz......"
Juz amma he put it on the table. Dusk immediately took a shabby amma juZ that was said to read Dusk Ainul Mardhiah.
Dusk is shocked. While indeed juz amma, his mind goes back to the past.
"You.."did he stare at Dawn with his index finger raised.
"I Dawn, Dusk. The Poor Orphans."
Dusk speechless. The memories of the past with Dawn again appear in memory pieces and episodes that he is still able to remember.
"O Allah, so be you, Dawn," said the twilight.
There was something different in her heart when she knew that the man before her was Dawn, her childhood best friend.
Meanwhile, Dawn seems to be starting to control herself.
"Yes. I would like to thank the twilight for all the good in the past. for the juZ amma that was lent to me at dusk.at that time.....remember, did not? When I was in class, I couldn't read the Surah Adh-duha. after school, dusk kindly lent me a juz amma" Fajar said with a smile.
"From memorizing the amma juz borrowed from Dusk, now Fajr has become a memorizer of the Quran, you know. masyaallah.", Mang Didin also hoisted.
Fajar lowered his head to hear Mang Didin's words while Dusk was still unfathomable. In fact, the juZ amma he lent him was actually forgotten.
How amazing God is to make this scenario happen.
"Yes, equally. Dusk also wanted to thank because Kang Fajar had defended the twilight first.katena Kang Fajar had become a good friend," replied the twilight while remembering one event in the past that imprinted in him.
The three then chatted over lunch.A long wait for dawn ended already.A story beginning for the two is starting.
Sorry brother, I can write again, because yesterday I was sick.sorry yes brother.,.,.,.,.,.,., my mother.,.,