Hijrah The Love
42. Love of a Father

At around 10:00 am, Mang Didin pinned Dusk to leave for the hijrah village. From Antapani, Mang Didin's white car drove to Rancabali, Ciwidey.

Along the way, Dusk pondered. Reflecting on everything that has happened in his life. Life changes that have taken place in the last few months. Especially after the events of that night with the ex-lover, Satria.then, followed by the mother who was in the hospital, a letter from Dad, and all the new sheets that began at that time.

So fast time passed. But, all those memories were like they just happened yesterday.

Satria. Ah.... she remembered Satria.

Where is he now? he said in his heart.

HMmm .... why do I care about a jerk like him? At most she was close to another woman now, her inner self again.

Dusk immediately erased Satria's shadow from his mind. For him, Satria was one of the darkest times of his life. Moreover, he was already comfortable with all the processes that were happening at this time. The more days, the more he moved and studied. Especially now, in the process of ta'arufnya, he felt that he had to be more serious about establishing himself, considering that the prospective partner who is in the process with him is an extraordinary figure.

During this time to support the hijrah process, Dusk changed the mobile number

so, friends who often invite him to do unprofitable activities can not contact him anymore.

"In order not to be disturbed again, replace the HP number and selectively choose association after this," said Resti at that time.

He took the advice of Resti. Despite this, Dusk was scorned by his old friends. He also had to lose the job of a partner who had been working together. But, sustenance can be sought, opportunities will always appear, once his belief in heart.

As time went on, Mang Didin's car finally arrived in the Ciwidey area. The cool air began to be felt when Mang Didin opened the car window. Dusk enjoys the atmosphere of travel, passing through trees and beautiful plantations. When the car almost reached the village of hijrah. Mang Didin said, "You'll be shocked, Dusk, because your papa is someone extraordinary and highly respected here."

Dusk just silently listened to Mang Didin's words. Meanwhile, from a distance, the hijrah village began to look. make the chest of the twilight increasingly stubborn.

Arriving in the hijrah village, Mang Didin immediately invited Dusk to the house of Abah Iwan. the santri only look a few because most are busy learning archery and riding for the preparation of the Augustusan race.

Before long, Mang Didin and Dusk arrived in front of Abah Iwan's house. A simple wooden house with two floors. It looks very comfortable and beautiful.

When I saw Mang Didin coming. Abah Iwan looks happy. Mang Didin approached and kissed Abah Iwan's hand.

"Senja, this is Abah Iwan, your father's teacher," said Mang Didin introducing a smiling Dusk towards Abah Iwan.

"God, this is what Abah has been waiting for. Ainul Mardhiah. Kang Umar's favorite daughter. Allahu Akbar .... it is so great for you, son ..... .."

Abah Iwan then invited Dusk into his house. The originally awkward twilight was getting comfortable as Abah Iwan greeted him very well.

Inside Abah Iwan's house, the three of them exchanged stories full of warmth. Previously, Mang Didin and Dusk performed Zuhur prayers first at Abah Iwan's house because the time had shown at 13.00 more.

"Kang Umar used to tell me about you and your mother, son. Kang Umar loves you very much, and prayed for you very often ......."

There was a warm vibe felt by Dusk when Abah Iwan told him the figure of his father.

"Kang Umar, until the end of his life, still pray for you, twilight ... . .'

The twilight is still silent. However, when Abah Iwan brought a picture of his father with Abah Iwan in front of Al-Hijrah Mosque, he could not hold back tears. He looked at the photo of the man. From his mouth said the word, "Dad ..."

After chatting at Abah Iwan's house, Abah then took Dusk to Al-Hijrah Mosque. He told the story of the death of Kang Umar who was always remembered by the hijrah village santri.

"Senja, you should know, Kang Umar's dream is to see you and your mother happy. However, his greatest dream was to die in the state of Husnul khatimah. Many times he said he wanted to die prostrating himself to God. And, amazingly God's plan, he died while prostrating on the second rakaat of dawn prayers ...."

Hearing Abah Iwan's story, Dusk returned the latest. He tried to hold back his tears.

"This is where your father died" Abah said, pointing to a location adjacent to the pulpit.

Dusk and Mang Didin were amazed by the story told by Abah Iwan. Especially Dusk.Haru's feelings now turned into admiration. Why did the old man once hate him so much.

Finished around the Masjid Al-Hijrah, Dusk was invited to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Kang Umar. The burial distance is quite far, about 2 kilometers from the hijrah village until Abah Iwan, the, Dusk and Mang Didin went to the funeral by car.

At the tomb of Kang Umar, Dusk could no longer hold back his tears. He sobbed with longing for a man named Father. How much he wanted to be carried, hugged, and also kissed spoiled by his father when he was a child. how he wanted to be picked up by Dad when he entered school. How long she had wanted to share stories about all her problems with Dad. How long has he been yearning and desperately in need of Father's presence in his life.

At his father's navel, Dusk was incessantly crying. Mang Didin and Abah Iwan looked closely at the feeling of haru.

An hour or so of twilight was at Dad's grave. After praying for his father, they returned to the Hijrah village. However, before that because it was the time of the assar, they prayed first at the mushala near the burial site.

At 16:00, they reached the Hijrah village. Abah Iwan immediately invited Dusk to the historic place of Kang Umar.

"This is your father's house, son ...," said Abah Iwan, inviting him to Kang Umar's house.

"This house is empty, but the second floor is the library established by Kang Umar. relics of Kang Umar. we open it to the public so that santri and visitors to the hijrah village can access it every day."

Abah Iwan explained as he accompanied Dusk to look at Kang Umar's house. Mang Didin just sat in a chair because he had visited this house when Kang Umar was alive first. Mang Didin also gives the opportunity of Dusk to be more able to explore his current feelings. He deliberately sat down so that Dusk did not feel awkward asking directly to Abah Iwan about his father.

Dusk went into Kang Umar's room. Look at every corner of the room. The room was simple, but it was cool. After that, he went to the living room and saw photos of Kang Umar attached there. He felt shocked because a picture of him as a child with his mother was also attached there. Looking at the picture, she came back crying. It turns out her father had never forgotten them both.

"Senja, Abah wants a story ..." Abah said as they were in the living room.

"There's actually someone you might know who is being a santri here."

"Who, Abah?"

From a distance, Mang Didin was seen watching Abah and Dusk speaking seriously. The face of Dusk looked shocked. Mang Didin is happy because Dusk already looks familiar with Abah Iwan.

"That means, now that he's here, Abah?" ask Dusk.

"Well, that's it, she's been discharged this week because her sister's been in the hospital. He said there are family issues to be resolved. Abah doesn't know when he's back. I have to ask Mirza first."

Dusk still did not believe the information that Abah Iwan conveyed.

Satria, did you come here? said Dusk in heart.