Immaculacy
Attempts

"What a ghost candidate, the person is very cold to know, if invited to talk he nuduuuuk aja, cook me the same marriage that is so, alim bro. Egypt alumni anyway!"

Winda remembered his own words, Hah. Say it in front of the mirror.

Doraemon's character clock in his room shows 19:05. The girl had just finished taking a bath, while combing her short hair she hummed. Winda really likes to sing, but only for himself, if in public all listeners will be dizzy to hear it.

His stomach was rumbling, his stomach worms seemed to be protesting for justice. Winda went out of his room to the kitchen, because the quiet atmosphere was heard singing the Qur'an is very melodious. The girl stopped her steps. The voice didn't seem to be from father's room he muttered.

His feet continued to walk in search of the source of the sound that so caught his attention. The holy verse is so soothing.

Her feet stopped in front of the slightly open door. He saw a man who was holding a thick black book, afraid to be found quickly he ran down. The man's room is upstairs. It used to be his room, but after his father told him there would be a boarding house here his father told him to move to the guest room next to his father's room.

This two-story house now often sounds melodious Qur'an chant, making those who hear it feel at home to linger there.

***

Increasingly, Winda is accustomed to hearing free murottals of the Qur'an without internet quotes. Listening to the sound of Dzaki teaching finished Maghrib prayer became a new routine for Winda. Every seven o'clock he's on standby at the dinner table. Not to eat but to listen, because from there the voice of Dzaki was heard very clearly.

Months passed Dzaki's attitude still remains the same towards Vinda. If the Vinda asks, it will be answered by the way and certainly by lowering his gaze.

That morning the sunlight entered through the wide open window, the girl was still sitting in front of the mirror looking at her reflection.

" Not ugly-ugly very really, still fashionable" he said turning his body to the right left.

He picked up a bag and some books that looked not thick but wide. He embraced the book, and he went to see his father who was waiting at the table to eat.

" Good morning Dad" he kissed his father on the cheek

" Subhanallah, what a beautiful father's son! "

" Dad.can ae "his answer while holding her veil.

" Thank God, I'm so happy son, I've been waiting for him for a long time" Yahya said tearfully

" Waitan Winda can keep this well, so as not to rage hehe" his eyes looked at Dzaki who was greedy eating fried rice.

" Sir, pray for Vinda! " sweets

" Yes, may Istiqomah yes!" dzaki said smiling kindly.

Deg... His smile is so sweet! I swear.gue didn't look wrong, he didn't bow, he looked at me with a smile! waw..amazing, new wear hijab gini loh! said Winda inwardly, she held her short triangular hijab.

" Today I'll drive you, yeah, your car is still in the workshop, right? " ask Yahya

" Yes, it's not finished yet said the mechanic "

" Then it's the same buy just went, but we take Winda first to the campus okay!"

" Okay mom, thanks for the ride" replied Dzaki politely

Winda's eyes did not stop looking at the man who was now opening the fence of his house. While heating the car engine Dzaki opened the fence of the house, after all ready they also left.

" So not good enough Ki." said Yahya

" It's okay mom, cook yes buya nyetir Dzaki sitting quietly beside me" replied Dzaki who remained focused on the road

The girl sitting behind noticed him, besides being solemn, this man was also very polite. Why do I admire him more and more, he said.

Dzaki who feels constantly noticed feels uncomfortable.

" Winda... your appearance will have changed, the prayer is also maintained, son, and do not need to follow the mountain again" said Yahya break the silence

" Loh.kok that well, this is what makes Winda not excited! " She crossed her arms on the chest

" I'm sorry buya, instead of intervening, I think let Vinda with her old habits, a lot also kok akhwat who went up the mountain, do not leave all the habits directly, slowly. But the new must also be added, to keep the istiqomah is difficult, try to make friends with friends who are veiled also often ask them, sharing that is it! gather with the righteous. Read a lot, explore what Muslim women should do, what can be what should not. Everything was slow, but sure"

" Winda like it well, do not immediately leave mapala dong! Mapala is like a heart for Winda Hehe"

" It is fortunate that there is a Mr. Ustadz" said Winda

The emptiness that I felt as if vanished because of your presence, I was willing to leave all my friends, I was willing to change my habits, even I was willing to change my appearance to see your smile that now began to dare to lift your gaze.

Slowly but surely, you will become my life companion. You will be my Imam, you will be the father of my children.

Open your heart to me. Mr. Ustadzku*

*****

" Ca.. wear hijab kayak lo is not complicated what? not sultry?" ask the Winda

" When compared to wearing a bikini, definitely wear ginian mah sultry or Wind" replied Cici smiling

" But it is better to be sultry now, than to be hot in the afterlife, the strong mah henteu" replied Cici again

" Winda should be grateful, anything can ask his father Winda himself, must be the books in your house banyaj ya Wind?"

" Then ask a man of knowledge, If you do not know (Qs.An-Nahl 43)"

" Your father is a learned man, senior lecturer, who knows ustadz Yahya, oh.yes, I am happy to see your appearance now, may Istiqomah yes. After college, what do you want to do, Wind?"

Regrets always come later. So big was his father's name. Ustad..Lecturer, honorable man, how father bore the shame of having a child as stupid as me. Winda regretted his nature and behavior all this time.

" Nothing, just go home "he replied

" Well, come with me yok, there's ta'lim at the campus musholla! " take Cici

" Can!" replied Winda pleased

Befriend the righteous

Dzaki's words are ringing in his memory, hopefully this will be a good start.

Like a lamp on a dark night, your presence gives a new color to my life. Be with me, don't leave me. Lead me to that path of light. Don't leave me.

The more days, Winda more and more shows the seriousness of the hijab, his father looks very happy.

The day turns into the month, the month turns into the year. It has been a year since Winda closed her aura, the hijab that duli tied around her neck has now been decomposed long covering her chest. Jeans that faithfully accompany wherever whenever now has changed into a long and loose robe.

But the disappointment comes when the idol leaves his home. Dzaki says goodbye leaving the girl with high hopes for him.

" Thank you for the kindness of the mother, I've been accepted like a family of his own mother "Dzaki kissed Yahya's hand

" Surely mom still wishes you were here, son, but mommy has no right to forbid you. Play around here when you have time, this door is always open for you "

The man got into his car, and left.

Flashback

The sound of knocking on the door blew away the daydream of the girl in the room. His eyes were puffy, suddenly narrowed like meymey.

" Yes yeah, what's up? " he answered opening the door

The middle-aged man hugged him.

" I'm afraid you're doing what God hates." Yahya hugged his daughter, his eyes glazed, with all his might holding back the water from falling.

The father and son hugged, regretful to the heart of Winda because for the umpteenth time saw his father disappointed, regret also hearted Yahya, because it could not give happiness to his son.

" Winda is okay well, humane right Vinda cried, this is the last time the Vinda cried, promise well... Insha Allah, Ustadz Faruk will be happy Vinda later "

The night was so silent, the silence washed away the souls who slept in their dreams. The girl's eyes were still swollen, but there was no more water dripping from the corner of her eyes, her hands were constantly rolling small grains neatly arranged 33 seeds. His lips moved making a soft sound.

Astaghfirullahal.....

Astaghfirullahal....