Istikharah Unites Us
Dia

When I was busy surfing in cyberspace, suddenly my view stopped on a status.

The status is Bang Rangga, the man who once met me and gave me a letter. What else would the letter be if it were not a proposal.

He conveyed his intention to propose to me through a letter. The writing in his letter was very neat, because he typed it on a computer and then printed it. Wkwkkp.

My age and age are ten years apart, very far away right? But that's not why I rejected his proposal. Not because she is a divorcee.

To me he is a humorous person, but less mature. I can judge him like that because he often updates the status on his social page with words that I think are very much better and alay.

One of them was his recent post. At her status she tagged a woman, her new woman.

After a month of his proposal I refused, he already got a new woman. I'm not surprised because it's easy for him to change women.

I know it's none of my business, it's just that he's too indulging in everything on his social page. Until I finally found out things I didn't want to know.

Ting! whatsapp messages on my phone. I opened the green app.

"Assalamu'alaikum." That's all it says there. A new number I don't know who owns.

Since I didn't know the number, I ignored the chat. I didn't reply to the chat.

Ting!! again my iPhone reads.

"I'm Ryan" he wrote there.

"What's? Ryan?" my inner. Ryan was my schoolmate when I was at the boarding school.

Our boarding school is indeed joined between Akhwat and the Brotherhood. But we remain in demand for discipline and keep our distance from each other.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Oh, Ryan. Who's Aura number from?" I returned the message.

"Get from a friend. I'm not interrupting?" tanyakanya.

"No" I replied briefly.

"I want to know you more. Can I?" ask again.

I fell silent and just looked at my phone. "Am I trying to open my heart? Ryan is a good kid. In the pesantren was also a closed person and never once did I see him disturb the akhwat." I said in my heart.

"What does it mean to know more about it?" my many.

"I want to find a wife, and you are the right choice in my opinion" he replied.

"Why could that be?"

"Because I feel sure."

"Aura actually prefers the right partner according to God."

"Do you have a candidate?"

"Not yet. Aura is still not ready to get married."

"What's? Not ready? We're twenty-four years old, Ra." he said. I can guess that he was shocked and felt very astonished there.

"What if it's twenty-four? Ready is not ready it depends Aura. After all Aura hasn't met the right person." I replied.

"Can I try it then?"

"Try what does that mean, Yan?" my many. This time I was surprised.

"Try to be your life's friend."

"Are you praying istikharah? Have you asked God for guidance?" my many.

"Not yet" he answered.

"Then why do you feel sure? Advice Aura should you pray Istikharah first before choosing a partner. If indeed later the answer to Istikharah prayer you lead to Aura, you tell Aura."

"Good, Ra. In the Lord soon I will do" he said.

After that our communication was cut off, I no longer returned the message.

If indeed later the results of Istikharah Ryan Prayer are good, then I will also perform Istikharah Prayer. Because both sides should have done it.

***

It's been two weeks since Ryan called me, so far there's still no word from him. Did he just test me at that time? Ah ntahlah.

"Diikk.." Mother's call broke my daydream.

"Yes, ma'am." I said and walked over to Mom.

"Good, Mom. Be careful, ma'am." I said.

"It is Allah." said Mother.

Again I glanced at my phone, there was still no notification there.

I grabbed my way in lethargy and started tracing the virtual world.

Ting!! suddenly my phone rang and there was a message coming in from the person I was waiting for these two weeks.

"Ryan" I said in my heart, why is my heart so happy to see the vapor notif from him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ra." he wrote.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Yan." I said.

"How are you?" tanyakanya.

"Thank God be good, Ryan?"

"Alhamdulillah is good too. Sorry for that new one."

"Yes, it's okay. Did Ryan perform the Istikharah Prayer?" I asked, frankly, I can't wait to know the results.

"Alhamdulillah already, Ra." he replied.

"really? How many times do you pray? Then how did it go? Good or bad?" I gave him so many questions, I'm sure he knows how curious I am right now.

"Haha. Can't you be impatient, Ra?" tanyakanya. He must have been laughing out there.

"Yes that's it." I replied to the point.

"Thank God the result is good."

"Ceritain donk, Yan." I asked.

"May be sure, but I want to ask first, is it okay?"

"Yes, please, what do you want to ask?"

"What in these two miggu Aura already performs Istikharah Prayer as well?"

"Wh that, not yet, hehe."

"Why? It's not that you should also pray, so that both parties feel more stable."

"Yes, Yan. Aura knew that. But Aura wants to pray later if you already know the results of the Istikharah prayer that Ryan did."

"Why is that?

"No why. Ryan tell me donk how it turned out?" doors again.

"Yes. But then yes if I go home. I'm still outside."

"Owh is. Okay, Yan."

After that Ryan didn't reply to my chat again. I live with a million curious.

I saw Mom's motorbike parked in front of the house.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mother.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, ma'am." I said and approached Mom. "Have you finished shopping, ma'am?" my connection.

"Already, Son. Just waiting for the rickshaw to come with his groceries."

"Much, Mum?"

"A lot of people, too, Dik. Mom entered first yes, Mom wants to take a bath her body is very sultry."

"Yes, ma'am." I answered, and then I went into the house.

Even though Ryan had serious intentions with me, I didn't tell Mom straight away. Because I think the process is still long, I am afraid that later I will not get married and even make myself embarrassed in front of Mom.

Seeing Ryan's attitude towards me, I started to put my heart on him. Whether this is a feeling of love or just a feeling of awe, let this feeling flow like water.

I'm sure if we are both partners, God will surely give way and facilitate all business.

Again, as if daydreaming, suddenly my stomach was rumbling. I got out of my seat and took snacks as snacks. Want to eat rice but nanggung, later after Maghrib eat rice.

While snacking I sat down again at the kiosk table while playing my HP. Waiting for the rickshaw to come carrying groceries.