New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
The Network of Destiny

Residents of the universe do not need to know, if I am currently working sincerely as wide as the ocean.

(Aisha Ameera Al - Insani)

People say, “Thank you for the pain, please let go. It's nothing.”

“The problem, how?”

“How to be ordinary with ‘nothing’?”

“How to accept pain and sadness when the wound is still gaping wide?”

“You know one beautiful thing about all this bitterness?”

“The magnitude of the reward depends on the magnitude of the test.” (HR.Ibn Majah 4031)

“ ... When God loves a people, then He will test it ...” (HR.Ibn Majah 4031)

“It's not just empty motivation. That is a fact, a real promise, delivered directly by the Prophet Muhammad SAW, which he could not deliver unless it was a revelation from Allah.”

“Then should how now?”

“The answer is, be patient with all this bitterness. Patience for a moment, patience we expensive.”

"Not a Muslim is afflicted by an exhaustion or an illness, or a worry, or a sorrow, or a disturbance, even a thorn that wounds him, but Allah will remove his faults from it.” (HR.Al-Bukhori no.5642 and Muslim no.2573)

“Patience, because our patience is not in vain.” 

Aisha pensively remembered the study delivered by Gus Hasan after dawn.

While looking at the vast expanse of the sky he explained how the blessings of God have not been counted so far, then he wondered to himself, where has he been all this time?.

The Good God who still allows himself to enjoy all these pleasures.

“Sakitt ...”

Aisha returned to her consciousness when she heard the groans of the children around her. Immediately the net was looking for where the sound came from.

“Astaghfirulloh Gus Fakih ..”

Aisha immediately ran over to her little Gus who was already sitting on the ground while holding onto her injured knee.

“Try here mba Aisha look at the wound well,” pinta Aisha while pulling up the trousers Gus Fakih who immediately displays a wound that is quite painful for the age of his little Gus.

“Aduh ... sick Mba Ica,” Her Gus grimaced with tears.

“Hold for a moment Gus, let Mba Ica treat,” replied Aisha following Gus Fakih's call on her.

Aisha immediately helped Gus Fakih to sit in the poolside gazebo he had just occupied.

“Yes Allah Fakih! You why de,” suddenly Gus Hasan approached them, helped Aisha occupy Gus Fakih in the gazebo.

“So Guse fell, seemed to be hit by a rock as well, so the wound was slightly bruised,” replied Aisha without daring to look at Gus Hasan.

“Yes Allah, where are you?”

“Fakih ndak know Om.”

“Kalo so I permission to take the medicine box first to ngobatin Guse yes,” saying Aisha immediately stepped into her room.

Aisha soon approached Gus Fakih and Gus Hasan, who were waiting for her with a P3K box in her hand.

“Do not use alcohol Gus!” said Aisha immediately when she saw Gus Hasan who was about to wash Gus Fakih's wounds with alcohol.

“Isn't alcohol good for cleaning wounds?” gus Hasan stopped his movement.

“Indeed alcohol is effective to prevent the growth of bacteria, but for the age of Gus Fakih pity Gus, because alcohol will cause a burning sensation in the wound and damage healthy skin tissue,” said Aisha takdim.

“Oh sorry I don't know,” replied Gus Hasan returning the alcohol to its place.

“Sorry not that I mean smart-ass Gus, I just delivered the one I know.”

“Ndak nothing, instead I so know this.”

Finished treating Gus Fakih's wounds, Aisha immediately resigned herself to return to her room, joining the other santri-santri following the routine in the boarding school.

***

"Where exactly did Aisha go?"

"Did he go to avoid me? "

Azka continues to guess what really happened to Aisha while holding Rafa who began to fall asleep in her carrier.

"What kind of man am I, I've left Aisha to live with Diana. But even Diana couldn't afford to be happy."

Azka continued to mumble to his stupidity all this time, until she realized that her son had really fallen asleep in his carrier.

Azka breaks Rafa down in the cot, then restores her own bed.

Azka does hire a housekeeper and even a nurse for Rafa, but she prefers to do everything herself if she is free, including spending time with her little son.

Just now Azka's eyes were about to be closed after first laying her body on the bed, suddenly he remembered if he often saw Diana lingering writing in a book with a maroon-colored volume that he had left nowhere.

Azka was curious about what Diana had been writing about, she began to look around for where Diana left her book, from the wardrobe to the makeup, but the results were nil. Azka didn't even find anything.

He returned to bed after picking up a new blanket.

Plaque ... Suddenly something hit his head as he was about to take the blanket from his fold.

"Godhhh ...." Azka shrieked in pain while holding her stricken head.

His net was rounded when he accidentally found something he was looking for instead even approached him.

Slowly he opened the book in his hand, he read carefully every line listed.

His eyes began to heat up, there was a trench that started to form from the corner of his eye. He closed his own mouth, worried that his stuffing would wake his son up.

"I'm sorry I stopped by and ruined everything. I'm sorry I was selfish for maintaining our household. If it is true that I am dead, then continue what was delayed, because Aisha also never forgot the Azka mas."

Tightness increasingly filled Azka's chest cavity when reading the last page of Diana's writing.

"I'm sorry for letting you in that prejudice all along."

***

Again Faris visited North Quay to take off his longing for Aisha, now that was Faris' custom. Because enjoying the twilight there, Faris felt as if Aisha was present with a dazzling twilight hue.

Days change weeks, even now it has changed months since Aisha left. But Faris still with the same hope.

How long since Aisha's departure she has been so tormented.

How deeply hurt she endured the pain as Aisha left without any news, without explanation, and without notice.

How currently his heart is very burdened must be forced sincerely because of the departure of Aisha.

“I can not be like this continue,” murmured Faris shriek.

Today Faris applied for his annual leave to the Medical Record Unit after first filling the leave blank that has been provided.

And finally the Medical Record Unit approved the submission after adjusting to the annual leave schedule that has been made.

After getting the Medical Record approval, Faris is now waiting for his leave application to be approved by the director of the Hospital, maybe one week later.

Faris did propose his leave to first calm his heart and mind. Because since Aisha's departure Faris's mind was completely chaotic, he could not be professional at work if only his condition was like this, because indeed Faris still could not make peace with Aisha's departure.

“This city has changed a lot,” murmured Faris when he set foot in Yogyakarta.

After his leave application was approved by the Hospital, Faris took about five hours drive Surabaya-Yogyakarta, finally Faris arrived at Tugu Station Yogyakarta.

Faris does prefer to use the train to be able to enjoy the trip longer.

Faris opened her phone, looking around for the contact she was going to call.

Tut .. Tut ..., connected phone.

“Assalamualaikum Bukde,” greet Faris when hearing a familiar voice in his ear.

“Waalaikumsalam, Faris you have reached le?”

“Faris is already at Bukde.” Station

“Oalah ya already you wait there, later Hasan will pick you up.”

“Nggeh Bukde.”

“Yo wis Bukde said it used to be the same Hasan yo, Assalamualaikum.”

“nggeh Waalaikumsalam.” phone connection disconnected.

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