
Al throws a glance out the window of the Haramain Express enjoying the magnificent city of Rabigh.
The business class facilities were so comfortable that Oma and Aisyah who were sitting in front of him could fall asleep.
Oma woke up last night at 2:00 and did not sleep again: Tahajud prayers, dawn prayers, and the breakfast of parting thawaf.
Nidar has been sound since leaving, tired of helping Al transport a travel bag to the suitcase room. Pretty sweat taking care of 45 travel bags. There is no baggage allowance at Makkah station.
Al was very tired, but it was hard to close his eyes. Lukman's diary notes pierced painfully so that it read in every blink of his eye.
Al deeply regretted Riany being dishonest so ta'aruf happened. In the gallery there are no pictures of men. All the girls, most of them with Faye, whose faces look like twins.
Riany is so good at hiding her love story with Lukman. Maybe that's why he changed his phone since entering the University of Medina. Removing traces of the past.
On the one hand, Al cannot marry a woman who is forced to love him, while on the other hand there is a lot at stake.
The failure of the marriage will leave deep wounds. Al was sure to treat immediately by receiving Aisyah or Lin Wei. The question is, what does it mean for Dad?
Not knowing how to cheer up, Al finally wrote some poetry stanzas. Though he has never made a poem, but the words so smoothly contained in the status that first appeared since having an account:
I stared at the sun that I could not see, stuck in silence in the veil of the mega-mega, locked in darkness in a flash of light, I found myself drenched in the crossroads
Between Makkah and Medina, the daughters of hope fall, on the tops of stones, on the rustling of black sand, on a wet heart
Truly, not a single thing is kept, because of the sacred promise, to me and to you
Al wanted to forget everything for a moment, preparing the heart for a visit to the city of Muhammad, the chosen man who has been shining on his heart since knowing the world.
Emoji love popping up with comments amazed.
Riany sent me an inbox, "Mantau. My future priest is good at writing poetry. But like a broken hearted man. Sad to leave Aisha in Makkah?"
For some reason, Al suddenly wanted to reply as is, perhaps because he was used to being honest, "Aisha came along."
"Can't you?" type Riany with a startled emoji.
"Oma ask for company. Also a plane home. All expenses are covered by Oma, so it doesn't hurt the foundation."
"Are you talking about that anyway?"
"Word the transport bureau, sixty percent of the bus rental fee will be refunded. You are lucky."
"You guys get on the train? Why not say? I'll have to call the hotel to pick up at Madinah Station."
"It's taken care of."
"Same Brother Ahmed?"
"Just the head of his entourage dong."
"So only your entourage is riding HHSR?"
"It's good that one group of people is all tajir. The road to the end of the world is no problem."
"Compense."
"Said Eyang Munzir. Oh yeah, how's Faye doing?"
"Little hope."
Meaning their hope to repeat the old story, thought Al empty. How can Riany keep her loyal while there is Lukman by her side?
Riany inbox again, "More Ayesha?"
"Thinking of you."
"Peret."
"By."
"Wish to go home with Aisyah?"
"It's Oma."
"You too."
"Existing wife-to-be is rarely in place. Find some lemongrass."
"I don't leave if I'm not given permission."
"BTW Faye's like your twin, huh?"
"Please make me."
"Let's clean you up, trouble for me? There is Aisha."
"So you think Cakepan Aisyah?"
"Who's make-up?" type Al with a mock emoji.
"I don't like being compared," Riany replied with an angry emoji.
"There's a big rival just hurry up."
"Belgroff."
"Sleep is beautiful."
"I'm not sincere that Ayesha is sitting next to you."
Al did not reply. On the screen appeared a row of sentences, "Kok silent? So right huh? I'm just your future wife never sat alone with you."
Al selfie with Nidar who is sleeping. Then it is sent and closes the dialog box. Riany's jealousy is like a knife slicing through her heart. He felt that jealousy was to get rid of jealousy towards Faye!
Al is sure that Riany is currently beside Lukman who is so loyal to wait for Faye, even though there are more beautiful girls sitting with him who hope to be noticed.
There's an incoming chat from Riany with emoji love four seeds, "Kok closed? I miss."
Al immediately typed in a reply, "His temper was a lot. For anyone, huh? Aisyah, Lin Wei, Wulandari ... Who else is it for?"
"Nyebelin very much."
"Just ask."
"The sign of my love is with you all over."
Riany is not shy to admit her feelings, even though before leaving her ego is still visible. Has Lukman's loyalty to Faye spent the rest of his love?
"Lukman's right next to you?"
"There's a Faye family too. Brother Dinar just came out of shopping."
"Lukman didn't go-away from Faye's side?"
"Lukman never went anywhere, except to pray and eat, just sleep by Faye's side."
"Anything faithful?"
"Lukman didn't ask why you came again?"
"He asked you."
"What about?"
"I got no permission from you."
"Lukman didn't ask what did you come for?"
"Kok so talking about Lukman anyway? Try switching the chat, huh? BTW I asked...."
Riany avoids talking about Lukman. Perhaps afraid of growing new shoots that actually want to be eradicated. But what about that young man? What could dispel the increasingly obvious charm in his eyes?
Appearing a fairly long chat, "You're the first time the status update and the reception is amazing. All love emoji love. Your status contains disappointment. Disappointed as to who? Same Aisha is impossible. The girl from Al-Khanza is in your carriage. The same Lin Wei huh? He got a guy in Hawaii? In fact, if my destiny were to be duaed, Lin Wei would be a reward field for me."
Al responded to Riany's words with a hidden insinuation, "Lin Wei waits for me in solitude, no different from Aisyah, but I would not have chosen them if it was my destiny to grieve. But that's love. Love looks stupid in the eyes of those who don't understand. Former Lin Wei and Aisyah at High School try to reminisce. They think the past is the past. To such a girl I should be disappointed?"
Riany as if not feeling insinuated, she replied optimistically, "Meaning I have to be better than them so that you don't get disappointed. But are they really holy in High School, no guy touches their lips?"
"I'm not a conservative man. I don't care about my wife's past. I'll guide you to be a godly wife. I can't accept that my wife can't keep the honor, let other men enjoy it when it's my right. I will never pray as long as my wife fears Allah for her husband's wrath."
"The more dear I am to my future priest." Riany send emoji love segambreng.
Reading the answer with that much emoji Al was stunned. Has something happened in High School so Riany is so happy? Then hijab and repent to atone for his sins? Is this how Riany and Lukman are related?
Al type the closing word, "Yes first. Lunch is coming."
The flight attendant stopped the stroller next to Nidar who was awake. This friend is like having a special instinct if the lunch dish has come.
The interior of the Haramain High Speed Railway is very luxurious. The leather seats are laid out in a two one formation and can be arranged in a face-to-face formation. The same monitor is on the plane. Suitcase storage space is quite spacious, available in each carriage.
In the middle there is a table for dining. Flight attendants put sandwiches, salads, and juice for lunch. No free one way ticket 268 riyals.
"The Oma time of this fast train does not yet exist" Oma said as she began to dine. "When do you open?"
"October 2018" said Aisyah. "Four departures in a week, transits in Jeddah."
"This fast train station is better than London."
Al just listen to them talk. While Nidar is just dumb. Listen to London anytime you know, how can you keep up with their conversation?
Nidar's knowledge is quite good if about the Arab League, Gaza Strip moreover, almost every day can be posted on Facebook.
Riany sent a chat, "Lunch with Aisyah?"
"One table" replied Al.
"I've never had lunch with you."
"Bareng Lukman often, right?"
"SCHOOL Time."
"At the cafe?"
"Five leg time?"
"Continue watching?"
"If you're playing a favorite actor."
"having watched?"
"home."
"Need Lukman's car?"
"Standard off. I think something's weird."
"What?"
"Tumben-battered attention with Lukman?"
"Lukman your best friend, my little friend too."
Suddenly Oma rebuked, "You rarely talk about eating, now busy hands playing HP, just the same, make you forget the favors obtained today."
"Kan Al snoozed her to eat."
"For you to use HP cah ayu, where is your own HP?"
"Tukeran, Oma," said Aisha. "Regular, like an ababil."
Al has not finished eating. When the flight attendant came to pick up trash and used utensils, quickly spent sandwiches and juices.
"Two days did not meet kangen kan, Oma," said Aisyah. "Eating the finger can't be silent."
"What's so important to Faye?" oma grumbled a little annoyed. "Until the responsibility is abandoned."
"There's a future husband, Oma."
"Well good yet know nothing forced to know, bother right?"
"It looks like it's fun."
"You have no intention of ta'aruf being good?"
Shot so, Aisyah confused. He soon mastered himself. "Me?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Where are you?"
"Who knows good light doesn't match Riany, it fits you."
"Six months they're married."
"If it fits, if it doesn't? What to force? Again six months is long, overnight treason can happen."
"If the two fit together, how?" canda Aisyah's.
The girl did not know that Oma was pitted at the age of twilight. Al and Nidar choked.
Oma smiled faintly. "You want to not?"
Aisyah smiled slightly. A smile that made Oma slightly frown. Kid today is hard to understand. Seizing people's husbands was considered commonplace. But so what honey is it snatch?
If it may be honest, the woman actually wants to master the whole man, not want to share. But sometimes forget how to make a man so that he can be owned completely.
In traveling the household ark of course there are ups and downs. Sometimes there is negligence to give the best service because of busyness, and men have the right to look for women who have full attention.
Oma is too busy with her buttons and is late to realize when a third person enters their life. However, in the eyes of religion, honey is better than cheating. So if the four honey ustadz left behind his shiar, while the cheating artist repeatedly adored his broadcast, is an extraordinary thing.