Mahabbah Longs
CHAPTER 13: Miss Retno

Nur's shadow increasingly real to disturb his mind. until it did not feel eyes clenched to bring him to dreamland.Takang thought only just realized the time to prevent dawn.

He was only able to mutter to himself in silence. Ah .. It turns out everything is still a dream. I have not yet fully bound him and become mine perfectly.

Andre continued to get out of bed, rubbing his face with the touch of a hand that contained prayer. Then wash it perfectly, with the cold water mixed with morning dew that has been evenly distributed down with the thick of the night.

Is it right that I should be revealed in this moment, to the owner of love of all love.

Lenaku rely on his desire in the form of a qudrat irodah that always accompanies the foot stepping. In beautiful delights that are perfectly laid impeccably.

If that moment is real to usher you in my arms who hope perfectly for the love that leads us to His Ridho. I'll be patient.

And now a step away, this love becomes real. I plead with Him to avoid the wishful thinking that is not hanif to have you. I hope you are too.

No different than Nur today.

In a third of the night, he returned. Whispering the yearning for love, in the prayer she tried to say in prayer.

That his present choices guide in the real truth. And apply the path of ease in making it happen.

He had just left when the incense was heard the voice of the adhan awwal before dawn and also the flow of holy verses of the Qur'an. The one from the mosque near where he lived.

He immediately exited the room towards the kitchen which looked bright. There's Farhan's mom there. He was cooking water, which he would use for bathing.

"You're awake, Nur."

"Injury, Mother. Let Nur prepare. Mumpung Nur at home."Nur.

When the water had boiled, he immediately prepared the tub in the bathroom. And fill it with a little cold water that flows always from the source directly.

After everything was ready, he lifted the pot filled with boiling water, put it in the tub.

"It's ready, Mom."

"Thank you, Nduk."

Then Farhan went into the bathroom, leaving Nur, who was brewing sweet tea for warmth. In order to repel the cold that began to penetrate the skin arinya.

Understand that the house is located at the foot of the mountains, the air is very cold he felt.

Shortly thereafter, the dawn prayer was heard. Mr. Farhan was seen coming out of the room in neat clothes, getting ready for the mosque.

"Bu ne, I go first." he said goodbye.

"Yes Sir. I'm leaving with Nur."

"Come on Ndduk" said Bu Farhan to Nur who was still busy spending his tea.

Bu Farhan now looked fresher. He quickly returned to his room to pick up his face.

Same with Nur. He quickly went to his room to correct the ablution and took the mukena.

Both of them stepped out of the house to the mosque, to pray for congregational dawn.

After praying, the three of them returned home. After laying down his mouth, Nur returned to the kitchen to make Mr. Farhan his favorite black coffee pot.

Put it on the living room table. Where Mr. Farhan is now casually reading a book.

"Still, Ndduk" said Mr. Farhan without turning his head.

"Snap, Father."

Nur went back to the kitchen to put a napan. Meet with Farhan ma'am.

"Nur, let's take a walk. Later stop by the rice field. Vegetable matting."

"Okay, ma'am." this time Nur used unofficial words very. Tend millennials. Says the child today.

"Pakne, I'm walking around."

"Yo. Ojo suwe-suwe. Coaching Nadya teapot."

Makes Nur laugh sweetly. It was so sweet that I had a father and mother. Whisper of his heart, so that no one can hear it .. he. he .. he. he ....

The atmosphere was still dark and silent, while the two of them set foot down the path that was in the middle of the rice fields.

Although all that was lost along with the emergence of a timid sun that greeted the world.

From the eastern horizon he showed his smile. Expelling the dark that is wailing quickly leaves the press. To give the solar opportunity to paint colors on each pass.

Likewise with the morning dew that has fallen evenly in the darkness of the night, now berahan vanished by the solar light that deigns to greet him.

Both of them walked around the small village once, they both went down to huma. Take vegetables. Once enough is done, they return home.

On the way, their steps stopped. It looks like Retno's chasing him.

"Bus ... Bu Farhan."he called.

Nur and Ms. Farthan stopped their steps, turning to look at Retno who was chasing after her.

"What's up, Miss Retno?"

"What about my son, Anwar. Is accepted?"

Nur who did not expect the question just looked down and turned to his mother.

Wisely, Farhan replied.

"I'm sorry, Miss Retno."

"meaning?"

"As parents sometimes have to give up. Because what we want isn't necessarily what they want."

"Refused, that's it."

"Today Nur will be proposed. With a man who was already his choice."

"Don't I come first to ask you, Nur."

"I'm sorry Nur, Miss Rento. Nur don't know."

There was a great disappointment on his face.

"You're a family that doesn't know it's lucky. Successful people do not want to" he said beaver.

"It's not so, Miss Retno. Maybe they haven't been a match." replied Farhan ma'am as calmly as possible.

"You are Nur. We now know that you are a child who does not know his origin.Maybe you are a child ha*.m that your parents do not expect. Until you're left in the middle of the paddy field."

Whose heart does not hurt to hear those words. Her tense face she hid behind a veil. Her tears fell down.

So too with Bu Farhan. His anger was not power dammed. He loudly said,

"Take your word, Miss Retno. You have often said those words to my daughter. Whether he has parents or not. She's still my daughter. And we're his parents."

"And besides, I was also in a hurry. At least there's something you're hiding."

"Astaghfirullah, Miss Retno, you can say that." I tried to gather the courage to talk.

"That's truth. Don't cover up."

"I'm sorry. We're not as bad as you think."

"Actually, I didn't agree in the first place either. But because of that stupid kid, we wanted to propose to you. Child h*.m."

"Mom, if it's not clear the truth, you should keep the mouth." I don't know why Farhan's mother's anger this time is difficult to subside. Facing Retno's babble is very, very painful.

To avoid his anger from continuing, Bu Farhan pulled Nur's hand past from the place.