
Once Ulum had just bathed his mother, he combed her long hair.
"Mom, Ulum just shave his hair yes, so mother is not difficult." Ulum.
"Yes, son." answered his mother.
Ulum went out to pick up the scissors, then went back into his mother's room.
"Shave now."
"Yes, but it's neat." said his mother with a smile.
"It must be neat, it's this professional. Hehe."
Ulum also began to trim his mother's hair that had begun to whiten it, to the extent of her shoulders.
"So ya ma'am" said Ulum he grabbed a mirror that is not too big and handed it to his mother.
"Why are you so young again?" said mother.
"Hehehe, what a beauty would that be?" kekeh Ulum who was happy.
"Great is the mother's son." Praise Nafsiyah's satisfied mother. Ulum also chuckled while cleaning the remaining hair lying on the floor.
"Olum, it's Sunday. You're not out?"
"Where are you going?"
"Where is that or where? Do you have a boyfriend?" ask Miss Nafsiyah.
"Daughter? Ulum had not thought about dating mom, Ulum just wanted to be with mom."
Nafsiyah smiled as she rubbed her son's hand. "Thank you for being a good boy Ulum, I hope you can find a good soul mate someday, and one mother's message. Whatever the condition, as long as the woman is good, you must still love her, never you hurt her yes." message her mother who at that time immediately replied with a nod of her head.
A few months later, Nafsiyah's mother breathed her last in the hospital after a two-day coma.
The deep sadness Ulum felt at that moment, the woman he loved the most had to leave for good.
At that time Ulum began to feel uncomfortable living in his house. After graduating High School, Ulum decided to go to Jakarta to study again.
With the spirit of Ulum undergoing his lecture, but only two years running Pak Djarot reported if the carry business is declining, he said, it also caused Ulum to stop his lecture for a while because there was no more remittances from his father.
There some work he did. It means to object online to survive while raising money again in order to continue the lecture.
(Flashback is off)
***
In the third night Ulum awoke, he took ablution water to perform Istiqhoro prayers and tahajud prayers.
In her prayer she always mentioned Aida's name, and begged her to give her a hint of her doubt.
It continued Ulum lived up to a week.
Until one night he had a dream, a woman with a long hijab, limited to the pelvis approached him.
He gave a prayer mat to Ulum who was still looking at him confused. Because the face of the girl in his dream was like no stranger to Ulum who continued to observe the woman who did not speak at all. He smiled beautifully and then walked away.
When Ulum's eyes opened he was awake. With a sitting position, Ulum raised both hands. He said a wake-up prayer and stared at the clock that had shown at 02:40.
"What was my dream, who was that girl?" He also woke up to live his night prayer again, when the movement was doing prostration Aida's face suddenly appeared, and from there also Ulum realized the woman in his dream was similar to Aida.
"Dadid?" muttered Ulum softly, his hands slowly touched his chest that was beating fast, he returned beristighfar, and immediately shook his head quickly and then returned to repeat his night prayer.
****
In the morning Ulum stood in front of the Office room, hesitating slightly Ulum continued to exhale. Against her nervousness.
His hands are raised "bismillah." I knocked on the door of the office. And open that door.
"Assalamu'alaikum" he said, Irsyad raised his head to Ulum and smiled.
"Moskalamic. Come here, please come in." said Irsyad,
Ulum went in and sat down in front of Irsyad.
"Ustadz sorry, I want to talk to Ustadz about Aida" Ulum said. Irsyad was smiling.
"May, please." he said.
"I, want to say. If I have thought carefully. And today I'm sure of my decision this is Ustadz." said Ulum.
"Worthy answer?" ask Irsyad.
"I am willing to marry her Ustadz" Ulum said convinced.
"Alhamdulillah," muttered Irsyad relieved.
"But Ustadz, I have no more money than this to preach Aida." Ulum spent two hundred thousand rupiahs.
Irsyad smiles. "Keep it for your wedding gold only, and give it to Aida as your first living" Irsyad said.
"Then, when are you ready to marry Aida?" Irsyad.
"Front how ustadz?"
Seeing Ulum say it out loud without stammering makes Irsyad happy. "You seem to be really sure, huh?"
Ulum smile. "I dreamed Aida gave me a prayer mat, I just thought, the meaning in my dream was an indication that, Aida wanted me to be her priest." Ulum replied. Irsyad smiles.
"So how's Ustadz?" Ask Ulum.
Irsyad moved out of his chair and approached Ulum.
"Let's stand up." said Irsyad. Ulum stood up. With that Irsyad immediately hugged Ulum very tightly.
"I accept your homily, and I agree that the next week you will be married" Irsyad said. Ulum glazed his lips happy.
"God, thank you Ustadz, thank you very much." Teraru.
"Together." Irsyad took off her embrace. And pat Ulum's shoulder slowly.
"Yes, just prepare your file, then we take care of it together to KUA" said Irsyad.
"Yes Ustadz thank you once again, then I'll excuse Ustadz."
"Yes." Yeah." Irsyad replied, he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes slightly wet because of the taste of the fragrance.
With Ulum, he was absolutely sure the man would make Aida happy, and was willing to go to great lengths to provide for Aida's birth as well as inner self.