
“Why do you talk like that?” Ask Sidik. “Oh yes, what is your name?” Ask again.
“My name is Raka, Om. Actually all this time I was forced to be a beggar while delivering illegal drugs.” The answer.
“Drugs off limits? You mean Nark*ba?” This time Sidik was even more shocked.
“True, Om.” Answer Raka slowly. “Have been a few times I wanted to escape from them. But always fail. This time I also managed to escape because of Om.” Slowly continue.
“How many years is your age?”
“Seven years, Om.”
“Do you have no parents?”
“Seems not. As I recall I have been from childhood nurtured and educated by them.”
“One-time cruelty of those people. Are there still many kids like you?”
“There are still some, Om. But only I want to escape.”
“Why?”
“Maybe because they're used to living like that. Their age is above mine. I am the youngest among them.”
“Oh, so it seems.”
“Om, can I ask you something?” Shamefully asked.
“What is it? Just say.”
“I beg, Om. Hide me so they can't find me anymore.” Raka said those words slowly while clenching her hands together.
“Good.”
“Appointment yes, Om.”
“In the Lord. Om will discuss this with wife Om first.” Said Sidik reassuringly.
“Now you should continue resting. Don't be afraid, no one will dare to hurt you here.” Further.
“Good, Om. Thank you.” Raka.
Sidik put on Raka's blanket. Then leave him alone to rest.
Shoot back to Alisya's room. He saw his wife breastfeeding Hulya.
He smiled to see it for the first time.
God, how wonderful this feeling is. Cannot be explained by words.
Alisya is no less happy to see a beautiful and cute little human being suckling from her.
After some time enjoying happiness and immersed in a rare moment and the first time they experienced, finally Alisya began to open her voice.
“How are things, Bang?”
Then Sidik recounted all the contents of his conversation and Raka just now.
“Then what is Brother's plan?” Ask Alisya.
“How about we just adopt her?”
“Adoption? Brother sure? We even just met him.”
“Abang is also not too sure. But that's why Brother's intention is so strong to adopt him.”
“Is that?”
“Iya, darling. Brother wants to hide him in the boarding house. It must be a safe place for him.”
Alisya. She agreed with the decision her husband made.
A few days later, Alisya and Sidik bring Raka home.
“Om. Om sure to adopt me?” Ask Raka.
“Of course. Wh why? You don't want to be a Om boy?”
“Not so I mean Om.” Suddenly his tears flowed. He was moved and felt very grateful for being met with people as good as Sidik.
Sidik hugged Raka and stroked her shoulders to calm Raka down.
After being satisfied crying. Raka took off Sidik's embrace.
“Om, can Om change my name?”
“Why?”
“I want to start my new life with a new name.” Answer Raka.
“Alright, but with one condition.”
“Do not call Om again. But call Abi.” Pinta Sidik's.
“Good. Thank you, Abi.” Raka said and smiled.
“From now on your name is Zayn. Do you like?”
“Like, I like it very much. Abi.” Zayn.
After Sidik took care of the files to adopt Zayn, Sidik enrolled Zayn into a boarding school.
Since then, Sidik and Alisya have two children at once. A son and a daughter.
***
Back to the present.
“Ma is Allah, it is fitting that Bang Zayn and Hulya are not at all similar. It turns out that they are not siblings.” Zara.
“True once.” Rizky.
“But why did Dad tell me this?” Ask Zara.
“Because..” Rizky smiled.
“Because today Uncle Sidik and Auntie Alisya came here to make your way, Nak.” Aura continued Rizky's interrupted speech.
“What? Apply me?” Zara widened both her eyes.
“Iya, propose to you for Zayn.” Answer Rizky.
“Ta-but.. i...” Zara stamped.
“Yes Allah, what is my desire to get married as soon as this is granted?” Zara murmured in her heart.
“Why, Son? You're not ready?” Aura asked as she held onto Zara's shoulder.
That made Zara reawakened from her daydream.
“I.. don't know Mom. Can you give me a week?” Zara said slowly, it looks that her face is starting to turn red.
Rizky and Aura looked and smiled at each other watching their daughter's reddened face.
“Of course can.” Answer Rizky.
“Thank you, Father.” Zara said and ran to her room.
“It looks like he really likes this stuff. Does he like Zayn?” Aura.
“Wallahu a'lam bish-shawab.” Rizky.
In Zara's room.
Zara sat leaning against her bed. He sighed.
“Yes Allah. Is Bang Zayn the right choice? An iceberg-cold person like him, how could a romantic husband like I dream of?”
“Even all this time, every time he came to visit he never chatted with me.”
“He was just busy talking about business with Om Amir. Moreover, their age was only three years away. Already like brother and sister.”
“But, if Dad and Mom have chosen it, they even like it. Then I will definitely try.”
“I will pray istikharah in a week, after that I definitely know what to answer?”
“But if I thought there was nothing wrong with marrying her, her cold attitude was definitely not just me. But to all women. At least I can conclude that he is a loyal man.”
Zara kept talking to herself. There are many things and possibilities that he sees.
“Eh, wait. Why do I feel like Bang Zayn and Bang Arfa are a little bit alike? But they're not brothers. Is it probably just my feeling.”
Zara scrunched her forehead.
“Hah, after I got married to Bang Zayn, hopefully Bang Arfa stopped bothering me, stopped visiting me on campus. Aamiin, O God. Hehee.” Zara laughed happily.
Just thinking about it makes him so happy. What else if Arfa really stopped chasing him.
“Hmm, about this wedding. Has Bang Zayn agreed? He never even saw my face. If later he refuses because I'm not his type, how?”
“We do not know each other, but instead will unite in a sacred bond.”
“May Allah guide me through prayers isikharah.”
“The instructions that will lead me to the right decision.”
Within a week Zara was fervent in her Istikharah prayer, earnestly expecting guidance from Allah. In addition, he also prays tahajud every night.
After a week had passed, Zara already had a decision with a very confident heart. He was convinced that the decision he made was the right one.
His heart was determined to marry Zayn. And will know each other after being united in a holy and lawful bond.