
Dawn is in her room tonight. After this afternoon muraja'ah, deposited his memorization to Ustad Ali in the cottage of Qur'an. Fajar has not lived in a Qur'an hut since he worked in a Islamic bank. He chose Indikos not far from the cottage of the Qur'an. Sometimes, he was still invited to teach the Qur'an by Ustadz Ali.
In his room, Fajar was reading a CV and complete biodata Dusk. However, unfortunately, in the chapter of his life plan, Dusk wrote still in search. However, for Dawn, a Muslim woman just follows her husband. Fajar believes his life plan is enough to represent what kind of family he wants to build later.
Dawn is grateful for every incident that has happened in her life lately. Especially when her mother prides herself on getting married. He really hopes his ta'aruf process with Dusk, which is done for two months will end in a dream marriage.
However, there is still something stuck in the Dawn, namely the condition of Dusk who has not worn a veil as he wishes. However, when that thought came to mind, he always remembered Mang Didin's words.
"Senja is in the process, is strengthening and strengthening its knowledge. Akang, right, has explained the background and the past of Dusk like what. Not easily changed to ideal conditions. Moreover, Dusk wants the hijra process to run Tampa forced, let it really lillah he said. Akang believes that if you are married, Dusk will be obedient, obedient 100% with the husband," said Mang Didin.
Mang Didin himself who advised as an intermediary ta'aruf, had already conveyed this to Dusk.that it would be nice if when the process ta'aruf, he had worn hijab. But, Dusk replied firmly.
"Senja does not want to veil because he is bertaaruf with the hafiz of the Quran.if later Dusk hijab. But, God willing 100% of the reason is because of obedient desire to God."
That was the answer, and Mang Didin could not say anything more.
Meanwhile, in her room, Dusk is also reading the proposal of Dawn, the orphan, a childhood friend who is now suddenly become "the candidate of her husband ". Is she a real husband candidate? Dusk felt embarrassed when he thought it crossed his mind.
Dusk read the proposal carefully and with a feeling of stubbornness. He was part of the plan of life, he saw that Dawn wanted to become a memorizer of the Qur'an, taught the Qur'an in the cottage of the Qur'an, founded the foundation of Citra the Quran, and became a successful Islamic banker.
Am I ready to accompany him to fight for his dreams? Dusk asked in heart.
He still plans what his life will be like. If she is a wife and housewife, she will. But is that enough just that? Shouldn't a Muslim have his own role so that he can actualize? What, anyway, is the thing I really want to do in the future?
as the night wore on, the door to the room opened. Dusk turned his head and saw Mother stepping closer to him.
"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?" ask Dusk.
"Mom wants to say something important" said Mommy while sitting on her bed at Dusk.
"Hmmmm, must be about ta'aruf, huh?"
"It is not, uh, yes,,, it is, that this matter is related to the process of ta'arufmu with Dawn."
"Oooohm.. .. "
"Look, I had a chat with Mang Didin this afternoon. It's about your late father's trust. To come to the Hijrah village, meet your father's teacher, Abah Iwan. And also, I want you to make a pilgrimage to Dad's grave. Never been, have you?"
Hearing Mom's words, Dusk fell silent. Daddy's? are you ready to go on a pilgrimage to Dad's grave? someone he never knew in his life. Just a letter that became the beginning of his introduction to Dad. And, Mang Didin's story about Dad's death was just a little.
"You are, right, being ta'aruf with Dawn, just blessing the process, and so you know your father better. Mang Didin is ready to take you to go to the hijrah village tomorrow Saturday. You want to, huh, son? Later if Mother has recovered 100% Mother will make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Father.you and Dawn that Gantar Mother later. . . . .," said the mother while smiling and rubbing the twilight hair full of tenderness.
Yes, there is no harm in coming to the Hijrah village. Moreover, all this time, he was indeed very curious as to what his father really was. While enjoying Mother's caress, Dusk replied slowly.
"Okay ma'am, insyaallah dusk is ready . . . ."