Rainbow for Aqila
Two Weeks

"Love is not Reynald's fault, you don't have to apologize for that, we're both different and it's irreversible, don't let you do anything crazy by leaving your religion for my sake, I don't want you to do it if it's just for me" Aqila smiled

"I should have realized from the beginning that we were different so that I wouldn't get caught up in this weird feeling"

"Don't think of it like Rey, the Reynald I know is a grumpy but tender-hearted man, not a weak man who is broken just by love" Reynald nodded his head and looked up at the clear blue sky

"What about you?"

"What?" Aqila turned her head

"Did you ever think of me as more than a friend?" Aqila turned her head for a while then nodded

"For what?"

"I used to think of you as a brother when you protected me, I used to think of you as my teacher when you taught me so many things, I even once thought of you as a doctor who always reminded me of taking medicine"

"Have you ever thought more of that? Heart business for example?"

"I saw that we were different from the beginning so I could control my heart not to get involved in it" Aqila replied, she already considered the man even like her brother, there was no interference because he knew they could never be together

"I should have also realized from the beginning, why would I be so stupid? You're hijab-wearing, celebrating eid al-fitri, while I'm Christmas, I just think we're close because I can understand the language of your country"

"A lot of girls here like you Reynald, why are you such a desperate man? Where Reynald I know always entertained with his feet, Reynald who never lost just love affairs, Reynald who I know is a stiff man who broke the hearts of hundreds of girls who like him"

"They like you even they're prettier than me, aren't you interested in them?"

"They're too free in my opinion" Aqila laughed a little at hearing that, probably because they played together a lot, Reynald's view changed as well

"I remind you, maybe you forgot, this is America not Indonesia" Reynald laughed a little, he forgot that this has become commonplace in his country

"When are you going home?" Reynald asked, his tone changed

"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow" replied Aqila

"So fast?"

"It's been so long, I've spent five more years in a country of people, and I've never been home, I was born there and grew up there for nineteen years, I've missed my country, I've missed my country, I miss the faces of the people there that I forgot about, I want to get to know them more closely"

"Do you have a girlfriend there?"

"I don't know, just my family I forgot, I don't remember my friend, or maybe a boyfriend? I don't know" Aqila replied lowered her head

"Don't be sad, you'll remember it soon"

"My heart sometimes feels like there's someone waiting for me there, someone who's kind of tired of waiting for me day and night, but I don't know who? Or is there really?"

"How can you say that?"

"I'm just guessing it, there might be someone there who's been waiting for so long, but I just want to take you away from her"

"You talk about it again, don't tell me Reynald, there's a lot of girls here, or you can come to Indonesia and I'll help introduce them there"

"I will consider it later, thanks for the advice, now I have to try to close my heart again which you managed to open, and I have to find where you hid the key"

"Your words are like a doctor's poet, I'm sure you'll fall in love with your patient tomorrow"

"That can't happen, you know? I'm a dentist, and the only ones who go to the dentist are kids"

"Who said no?, just look tomorrow, if not the patient means the child's mother"

"You're too much"

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On the prayer mat, the long prostration becomes a symbol of surrender, giving up all affairs to the creator, when the soul and body are already in despair, when the heart is confused and worried, when the heart is confused and worried, the long prostration becomes the impingement of a servant to communicate asking for help to his rabb.

Tears become an expression of how the mood is broken, lips that vibrate to say do'a be a signal of petition and hands that look up to be a sign of the request of a servant filled with worry with the way of life

"Oh my God, my heart is in great concern, on the one hand there is a father's request for his daughter and on the other hand I have a promise to the girl I love"

"Why is the path so not easy, O God? Why does falling in love have to be that hard?, are we not meant to be together? But why do you present such a deep taste to him?"

"O Allah, if he is my soul mate, bring me close to him, but if he is not the one whom you desire to release, help me to remove the bondage that binds his name in my heart, until the moment I let go it didn't hurt that much"

How many more times do they need to be tested? If it is meant to be together then the test that always tests them at this time, will be a sweet fruit after their marriage, making them more mature and closer, make them learn to be more patient and grateful for the life they will live together

"How did you decide, son?" Abi Umar knocked on the door, said his greetings and sat down next to Naufal who was still on his alphabet

"All this was not easy, Naufal could not make a decision that quickly" The man looked at the curtain of his window that he had opened deliberately, letting the moonlight in and making it able to see millions of stars in the sky a third of the night that somehow looks more beautiful

"Let's leave everything in your hands, live in the future you will live, abi can't blame Kyai Uthman because he wants what he thinks is appropriate for Fadila, he said, and abi also could not blame Aqila who was sick"

"Naufal's heart is still for Aqila abi, if Naufal marries Fadila, then Fadila will be hurt because Naufal's heart still has another woman's name"

"Then, how now?"

"Naufal will ask for two weeks to make a decision, Naufal needs to think about many things so as not to hurt between the two"

"Keep assured, whoever marries you, he is the best mate God has sent you"