Mahabbah Longs
CHAPTER 1: Go Home

That afternoon Nur kept his promise to go home.

Fulfilling the wishes of father and mother Farhan. Even though I don't know what the purpose is

Farhan's family is the one who has taken care of him since he was a baby until he was this big. There is no reason not to trust them.

Their treatment of him, no different from their attitude to his brother, who is the biological child of them both. Never discriminate. All are equal in affection, treatment, even the things they want to have.

A smile was decorating her cheerful face. When his footsteps entered the courtyard of the house. As if he wanted to tell, that the twilight shade was not as dark as the story he had heard.

Whuuuaa ...

Sorry, can cheat on your romantic words.

"Assalamu'alaikum .., Brother Nadya." Kusapa

My brother who is always cheerful and full of stories.who else if not Nadya Aminatus Shoffa.

I saw Nadya cleaning the living room, which was full of soil. Whom else, if not my dear nephew. The twins, Novi Auliyaur Rohimah and Noval Auliyaur Rohman

"Wa'alaikum salam .., Nur."

Teletabies ritual. Hugging ....

The warmth we used to do when we met.

"Where's my nephew?"

"Let's have fun with his brother. More precisely his ashes ...."

"*Kok?!"

"Yes .. tuch look!"

Not long ago passing in front of the house, brother-in-law Hamdan As Syauki, who was pulling 'gledegan' with great difficulty. Meanwhile, Novi and Noval rise above the 'gledekan' with a laugh, while encouraging.

"Far away from the city, all I'm looking for is a 'gledegan' ". I said as I passed.

It feels like having a family like a sister, will definitely be fun and always happy.

Remember the word ustadzah TPQ first, if you are asking news to us. There must be a word, always happy. He .. he .. he ....

"Where's my mom, brother?"

"Father to Shodikin's hajj house. Mom's in the kitchen."

"Udah, Brother. I'm going to mom first."

"Yes, already. There!"

I left my sister who was almost done cleaning the guest room. Tumben chairs are removed. And what is a carpet for?

Ah don't know ....

I kept my way to the kitchen, to meet the people I missed. His words ... gentleness .. his attention ... as well as other complete packages.

"Assalamu'alaikum wr.wb." I went to my mom who was busy cooking.

"Eh ... Nur. Thank God you have come home."

"Yes, Mom."

I saw mom cooking like never before. And that's why there are ordered cakes and additional ordered dishes.

"Mom, there want to be a show yes .., really cook a lot."

"Yes ... Nur. It's for your show."

"Nur's ceremony, Mom?!"

"Someone wants you."

"You mean?!"

I really don't know about any of this. What do they mean ....

"Ba'da isya' your father's friend came, big family ...."

"Mom .. I really don't understand."

"Don't think. Shower first. To keep you fresh."

I wanted to ask further, but I paused. Because my mom saw tired. Let all these questions be, I keep them.

"Nur shower, Mom."

"Yes, son."

I passed from before him with a stifling question. I will really be set up. Why didn't they tell me first.

Do they trust me so much, that I can accept all their decisions.

I went back to the front, wanted to see Nadya's mom. Maybe he can give an explanation.

As soon as I saw myself, Nadya shook her hand.

"Wand first, you'll wait in your room. Okay!"

I follow their advice, to take a shower, to clean up. To keep this body fresh. As a right that I have used for a long time in the journey, between Bandung to Klaten here.

The fresh mountain water flushed against my body, feeling right on my skin. Tired a moment ago, now lost with the passing of the flowing water, leaving me running into the sewers below.

Now with a bright mind ready to accept explanations, I entered my room.

Nadya did not break her promise. Waiting for myself to casually sit in front of my study table.

The study desk I used from my Junior High School to my beloved city. Before continuing to study at one of the state universities in the city of Bandung.

"Mr. What's the matter, actually?"

"I'm sorry, Nur. We haven't had time to tell you."

"I don't understand what this is all about, brother?"

"Actually since Eid yesterday, they want to establish a family with father.

But I don't want to bother you. I was silent, neither accepting nor rejecting.

2 Weeks ago, they asked that you be reunited. Who knows who's fighting."

"Have you ever contacted anyone, just to be with you?"

"As I remember from Eid until now, I have never been contacted by the Brotherhood."

"Sook! .. but why are they so quick to decide that."

"Sister mean?"

"They want to propose to you today."

Perhaps this is what is called hearing lightning in broad daylight. I don't feel like I'm getting stung by a high-voltage power supply. Until I became silent for a moment.

Nadya could not say anything more. He just hugged Nur with affection.

"Is he named Bahrul?"

"Yes,"

"Mom spoke to me once, but I thought it was just a joke. I don't care about it."

"Why?"

"Because I want to continue college first. And I thought it stopped there. Because there's no more news of it, until today."

"Then what do you think?"

"Sorry, when will they come?

"Ba'da isya'."

"Allow me to pray two prayers first. I'm sorry if I can't help mom and sister, to prepare for it."

"Yes, Nur. Be patient, who knows this is your soul mate."

"Yes, Brother."

"It's a gift from brother, you can wear tonight."

"Thank you, Brother."

Soon the voice of the adhan maghrib was heard from the mosque in my village. I saw my mother and father and brother-in-law going to the mosque. Noval and Novi are also with them.

"Aren't you at the mosque?"

"Sir brother nemenin you just pray at home."

After the two prayed, Nadya continued her work, preparing for a family welcoming event that would propose to Nur Aini, her sister. It'll be here soon.

While Nur Aini herself still continues her prayers. Degrees to the power. Stirring up all the fret he now feels.

Hasn't it been taught to me,

Please help all of you patiently and pray. Verily it is something exceedingly great (heavy) except for the solemn ones'

Qs. 2: 45

Stooping on the prayer mat, Nur Aini lowered her head. Exclaiming softly to the All-Hearer and Loving.

"My dear Robbku who knows and always misses.

I don't know what you set for me, about my values, about my age, about my soul mate, about my happiness and sadness. Everything is still a secret to me.

Forgive me if I ask for something, which I do not know is bad for me. Which I sometimes misunderstand your destiny. O Robbku .. forgive me.

If what you bring me today, the soul mate you have with me has been written in lahful mahfud then it is a good thing for your servant.

If it wasn't him, I'd be resigned to you. Because you know.

Thou shalt leave unto whom 'the love which Thou hast given me. Because You are Most Merciful.

Greetings to your chosen prophet. aamiiin.."