My Imam, Surgaku
(14). Is love looking in another direction?

In the afternoon, Azalea and Husain were sitting in the front yard, accompanied by cold tea and some fried food. Watching cool kids play with their age without fear and anxiety about the question of how tomorrow will be.

Several times Azalea would feel dejavu when she saw the children playing a game she had always played with her friends.

Growing up, Azalea realized many things. One of them, adults are no longer about playing, joking and laughing without burden. But adulthood is about making a choice for a bright future. It must be full of challenges, full of struggles and full of surprises. That's why the phase as an adult is called a complicated phase.

In addition, if in the past he would think that he would continue to be with them in his childhood, when he grew up he just realized. That in the end we will live each other, jokes and laughs of people around who used to be enjoyed together now can no longer be done.

They are not changing, but there are dreams and expectations that are not in line with those that must be achieved. Childhood does not always affect us. Because there will be a youth that must be passed with full struggle, then after that there will be an old age for us to rest.

When they grow up, they ask how to be happy?

The old adage says that ignorance is bliss (ignorance and indifference are bliss). True exists. Sometimes, we have to live with ignorance about other people's views of us and indifference to others' opinions about us.

Some people may provide the best views and opinions for us. But some people will also give bad views and opinions about us. You just simply accept the good and throw away the bad.

Letting your haters hate you as much as he wants. Because your hate won't care about all your kindness. And your admirers won't care about your hateful incitement.

"According to my brother, who is the happiest person in the world?" ask Azalea.

Without a second thought, Husain answered Azalea's question, "The man who never wished for man. But hope with great hope for God,"

"Reason?"

"Because humans can change. God will never change,"

Right enough. Hoping on a human being is just an art of hurting yourself.

Momentary silence.

Azalea sighed slowly. His eyes stared softly at his nephew who joined in playing with their neighbor's child.

Others who see Azalea at a glance will feel that Azalea is in good shape - fine. However, if examined deeper, a lot of boisterousness would be heard from inside the head as well as many cracks that could be heard from inside the woman's chest.

"So, Aza can't hope with Brother?"

Husain.

"really. You can't hope with brother. But let the brother who is trying his best to realize what is in your heart and mind without you speaking in the mouth and you expect in the heart," replied Husain smiling.

"Your job is to accept. My job is to give. Give everything you have to you." he continued.

Their eyes were clashing. There was a strange sigh that reached the hearts of both of them. It was cold, beating the coldness of the ice cubes that were there minimized them both.

Their lips may not be able to say it, but their eyes are able to convey much of the love and affection they will give to each other.

Azalea decided on the views of the two of them. Choosing to look back at the expanse of children who passed by and fro with a funny laugh that sounded from their small lips. Husain looked back to the front.

"Distant before Aza, Abang had already felt his pain about the meaning of losing someone who was most loved. How do you deal with it?" ask Azalea back.

Before answering, Husayn's hand was brought to reach Azalea's tiny hand for her to hold.

"The way to deal with a loss is to be heartened. I am so glad to accept all the destiny God has set. Because we must believe, the destiny that God chose is far more beautiful than what we planned and wanted,"

Unostentatious. But it has a deep meaning. Not everyone can accept the fate that God has set for them. Not even a few who choose the way to end their lives when destiny is not in accordance with what they want.

"The painful part of losing the person we love most is the time of yearning but not being able to be realized," there was a short pause before Husain spoke again.

"We do not have even the intended address to send longs to those who have gone before us" he continued.

Everything Husain said was true. But the Azaleas had read, there was the most painful of the missed parts. The moment when the world has begun to forget 'those who have gone'.

Forgetting what their warm embrace feels like, forgetting what they sound like, and forgetting what their body smells like.

Because in the end, those of us who still exist are forced to keep going, even if they have to limp. It may be hard, but the world keeps going no matter how bad we are.

...-HUSAYN AND AZALEA-...

In the evening, Husayn and Azalea enjoyed the night hugging each other. Dividing a warmth with a shahdu romance. People say, night is a very fitting time for couples to tell stories from heart to heart. But for those who do not have a partner to complain about, they tend to only reflect on what happened throughout the day. In fact, not infrequently they overtinking because of the absence of the tranquilizer when the anxiety hugs themselves.

Husayn's hand stroked the beautiful long mane of Azalea. Occasionally he breathed the sweet, soft fragrance that came out of Azalea's hair.

"You know not a few of Rabiatul Al-adawiyah's love stories?" husain asked, breaking the silence between them.

Azalea shook her head. His fingers he linked with Husain's sturdy fingers. Waiting for her husband to tell a love story about Rabiatul Al-adawiyah.

"There was a man who loved Rabiatul Al-adawiyah. The man came to Radiatul Al-adawiyah and said, "I fell in love with your eyes and your abilities." Hearing that, Rabiatul Al-adawiyah told the man." Then I have a prettier sister. Her eyes are more beautiful and she's more beautiful than me, it feels like she's more suited to you. That's him behind you". The man swiftly turned back. Seeing the man's reaction, Rabiatul Al-adawiya exclaimed."You're a liar."

"Rabiatul Al-adawiya was right. The man was lying" Azalea commented grumblingly.

"Yes. After hearing the story about the love story of Rabiatul Al-adawiya earlier, what conclusion did you get?"

Azalea was silent for a moment. His brain thought hard to find a conclusion from the story that Husain had told him just now.

"In conclusion, does love turn to another?" said Azalea while looking at Husain's bead.

Husain smiled. The conclusion that Azalea gave was correct. In accordance with what he wants to hear.

"really. Brother's wife pinter really." praise Husain while poking Azalea's chin.

Praised as such by her husband, Azalea became salting with a large head.

"Love will never look back and even look back. Love will only look ahead. According to the brother, the woman will look beautiful until she marries him. So did you. Before we got married, you were beautiful. But after we get married, you realize you're much prettier than what you saw before we got married" Husain said, emphasizing Azalea's beauty in his eyes.

That night, Azalea was made to float by the sweet and gentle treatment of her husband. Husain did not show his romance clearly. But Husayn was able to make Azalea feel loved and much loved wholeheartedly.

- To Be Continue