My student's my future husband?
(S2) Bonus Episode 9

“Hijrah is linguistically moving from something to something else or leaving something to something else. So hijrah is synonymous with change. Of course, change in a good direction. Ibn Rajab al-Hanbali in Fath al-Barri explained, the origin of the hijrah is to leave and stay away from evil to seek, love and get good.

“First of all that needs to be done is to leave what must be left behind, which is what is prohibited by Allah SWT. This is a hijrah that can be done at any time. The apostle Shallallahu’alaihi wasallam said in the hadith issued by Bukhari and Abu Dawud: ‘A Muslim is the one who makes Muslims safe from his orals and hands. A person who emigrates is one who leaves behind whatever Allah forbids him.’

“In addition to being done based on maximum ability, the command of God must be fulfilled immediately. Allah SWT said in the letter adz-Dzariyat verse 50: ’Beach back to Allah. Verily I am a manifest warner from God to you.’

“Muhasabah or self-introspection is also very important to do constantly. Of course so that each of us can improve or migrate.”

An ustadz aged approximately 50 years filled the tabligh akbar on that day about the hijrah. He is also one of the DKM coaches who are very senior at this campus.

With its explanation and easy-to-understand style of speech, making worshipers dominated by students more focused when listening.

Alice was so stunned listening to the contents of the study that afternoon. He was grateful that he had made the choice to change immediately.

“Why do we need to constantly self-abuse? We never know what is called death. Obviously, every human being will pass through that door. Either at a very young age or maybe very old. It is our choice to pick up death, husnul or su’ul khatimah. We can choose him. If we want to choose to pick up death in the worst of circumstances, easily, we just go to the place of death often. But what is the reward? Hell will be a place to return to in the afterlife.

“While if we choose to husnul khatimah, then we must often do good, do good deeds, invite to good and remind of evil. God willing, heaven will await our arrival, with His permission.

“Currently we are still given a chance to live. As we should, we can make the most of the time left in this world. It is difficult to do good, especially in a system that actually legalizes the. It's just that it's a challenge for Muslims in the last days, where the storm of slander is everywhere. In the morning he obeyed, in the afternoon. The key, strengthen faith, instill piety, teach patience. Ask Allah to be obedient. That is the hijrah that can lead us to perfect obedience to Allah swt.”

The tabligh akbar study in order to enliven the Islamic new year 1 Hijriyah was completed at exactly 11.30. The pilgrims prepare to perform the dzuhur prayer. Zaara and Alice, also with LDK's daughter friends were sitting in the hallway, they took turns to take the water.

“Ra, you wudhu first. Sister no longer pray kok!” said Alice.

“Oh yes?!”

“Iya, here Ryu same I aja,” bargain Alice.

Ryu was sleeping after Zaara had suckled him. The baby was fast asleep, even though the atmosphere outside the mosque was crowded.

“Titip first yes Brother!” exclaiming Zaara moved Ryu on Alice's arm.

“Iya relax aja!”

Fortunately, Ryu did not wake up even though he had time to squirm. Zaara rushed to take the water to the special place of the akhwat. On the way to the ablution place Arsene had briefly intercepted him.

“Neng Zaara!” that's Arsene calling Zaara in a public place. It was a little awkward to call her with a call of affection as usual.

Zaara stopped her steps, Arsene approached her.

“You've been horrified from Sister Alice?” arsene asked to make sure that his wife knew their plans after this,

“Mau temenin Kak Al sama Angga?” zaara asked quietly, trying to keep her voice from sounding anything else.

“Yes, gapapa want to cement them?”

“Papa. Where the hell?”

“Not yet. Maybe at the daddy cafe. I took Angga there.”

“Ooh, yes already!”

“Ryu where?” ask Arsene.

“Ryu equals Sister Alice, she's sleeping!”

“Alhamdulillah she is calm huh. Not fussy, right?”

“Alhamdulillah no really! From earlier also anteng, run out nyusu bobo deh!”

Arsene smiles. “Yuk pray first!”

After the dzuhur prayer, as planned, they will stop by the cafe owned by Ferdian which is not far from the UBP campus. Zaara rode in Alice's car to get there, while Arsene and Angga rode their bikes.

The atmosphere of the cafe on the red date and the lunch hour was quite crowded that day. They chose a table with six chairs. A waiter brought them a menu book. Although the cafe belongs to Ferdian, Arsene still behaves like a customer in general.

They have chosen their own menu. Angga and Alice looked awkward to each other. They did not sit face to face, as Alice preferred to sit at the end of the table with Zaara beside her who was still holding the sleeping Ryu.

Arsene and Angga glanced at each other.

“Lu first who said, Ga!” whiskey Arsene.

Angga bowed, his heart tensed. “Kok me so deg-degan yes, help lairin cake atmosphere!” reply Angga.

“Kak Al, this is Angga to say something!” sahut Arsene, made Angga surprised. That's not the point, at least this tense atmosphere should be liquid first.

Angga scratching his back neck, groggy. Alice glanced at him for a moment.

“Why am I so groggy gini anyway?!” angga said too honestly.

Alice chuckled softly closing her mouth.

“That's it, eat first. That's mah salatri times, Ga!” arsene's chirps make Angga nudge his body. Salatri is a Sundanese term for the condition of the body that vibrates due to hunger. The two women were laughing.

Not long after, the servants came to bring their own orders. They enjoyed the lunch with a light conversation so the atmosphere became more fluid.

“You can eat it, Honey?” arsene asked to see his wife feeding him a spoon but had a little trouble because he had to hold Ryu who was fast asleep.

“Can, slow down!” answer Zaara. Arsene changed positions and sat down next to his wife.

“You change or want me to bribe?” haggard Arsene.

The two singles there cleared their throat at the same time. “Ehem, ahem!”

“Ciyee soul mate! With that ahem-ehemnya!” goda Arsene laughing.

It certainly managed to make both of them blush.

“What the hell is Cen!” Alice glared at her cousin.

“Jaim Brother! There is a prospective husband, do not be fierce, geez!” arsene said teasingly.

The food was over, Zaara was still trying to finish it.

“Chat dong, he says he wants someone to talk to!” exciting Arsene.

“Tau tuh, who took first?!” said Alice.

Angga glanced at Arsene as if pointing at him. “Kok me?!” exciting Arsene.

"Ehem, okay, I'm just starting" Arsene said. “Try me, I asked the two of you,” said Arsene made Alice and Angga look at him. “You've been acquaintances for these three months right? Do you feel right for each other? Answer Ga first, must be honest for the future!” exciting Arsene.

Angga's eyes grew. His tongue felt faint even though his heart trembled.

“Umm, honest. I feel good about Alice.”

“What makes your heart sreg same my cousin?” asked Arsene again, Alice looked at Angga even though her face was down. His heart is beating unbecoming.

“Actually from the first month of acquaintance, I have felt sreg. I like its assertive nature, easy going, but a little fierce. I also like it because you can give me my little advice, so you break up for hijab and study, even if it's not for me. I salute. And one more thing, I always ask God for guidance, I'm horoh, and my heart is getting steady choose you, Al!” bright Angga whose gaze was straight down looked at the plant across his eyes.

Alice's heart was growing. His hands were wet from nervousness. Although he already knew, because Angga had said similar things in their chat. But hearing it directly from his mouth, made his heart touched and melted together.

“Kalau Al how?” ask Arsene this time. “Did Kak Al have put a match on my best friend?” ask Arsene.

Alice cleared her throat neutralizing her awkward mood. He's never said this before at all. The woman took a long breath.

“Gue …."

Angga put his ears sharp.

“Gue know, I haven't said anything to you, Ga! But after all this time I think and pray with God, it seems I will accept you to be my husband. I accept your proposal, Ga!” alice smiled a little.

Angga widened his eyes. He looked at each other with Arsene.

“Lu is serious right, Al?” tanya Angga did not believe.

“Iya. I seriously. I'd say the same papi mami. I'm looking forward to your family's arrival at grandpa's house next week!”

“Next week?!” ask Angga again. Astounded.

“You when? Tomorrow?!” challenge Alice.

“Bby!” answer Angga firmly. “Married next week!” coined.

Alice opened her mouth in disbelief.

“Sssh sshh, jerky!” Arsene tried to make the atmosphere back to normal like a referee.

“You're serious?!” ask Arsene.

“Gue no messing around!” firmly answer.

“Sister Alice ready? Tomorrow application, next week marriage?!” arsene asked his cousin.

Alice looked at Zaara. Then he scrunched his eyes.

“Gue...”.

Angga waited for the woman's answer.

“Gue is ready!”

“Yakin?!”

“Ready!” answer Alice.

Angga's face looks sumringah.

“But I will first. The recipe is talked about again,” said Alice.

“Ready!” reply Angga.

“Yes, may Allah be meridhoi and launch everything,” said Arsene embrace Angga's shoulder.

“Gue back directly huh? Uh you want to dowry what Al?” ask Angga directly.

Alice glanced to the right and left.

“What yes? Your mahar what, Ra?” ask Alice.

Zaara shows the ring on her ring finger. “5 grams of gold ring!”

“Ya is the same!” answer Alice.

“OK, let's buy now!” invite Angga.

“Serious?” ask Alice.

“Yes said he wants to get married next week. There's no time later!” angga.

Alice looked at Arsene and Zaara, asking for her help again to drive her.

“Ayooo!” exclaim Arsene spirit.

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