Short Stories of Islamic Love
Behind the Mud Hole

Jimbb!! I went into a hole filled with mud. As for I shouted to my best friend “Please.. Plsug.. Mir, sin..” but somehow they just kept quiet did not help me when they saw me mired here.

“Sory yes nai, I can not if I nolongin you later there clothes I dirty again.. Sory ya...” replied mira then I heard her footsteps away from me.

“Sin, help me...” I asked limp, but the one with the footsteps left me.. He just said “Sorry” and finally left.

Complete already.. I'm finally alone, where are my friends? They are with me every day but what is it? They're more worried about their clothes than I am.

I fell silent while slightly shouting “Tolongg” the sky has started to turn orange, maybe the sun will also leave me like my other best friend.

Before long came the sound of footsteps approaching, yaps I'm sure!! My best friend would never leave me alone. He started approaching me and it wasn't!! He's a guy “Hai, what are you doing there” he surprised me

“I mertosok” I replied limp “Please me..”

He finally left, yaps left!! Without helping me, Ishh sucks!! I hate him!

After a few minutes there was a rope approaching me, suddenly I looked up and it turned out that man.

“Oh so you are there because mired because of busy thinking about your boyfriend who broke up you” said the man “Pity ya you” ledeknya again

I'm pretty much “Iya, but strangely I was my best friend but they didn't want to help me.. I hate deh” I said.

“Don't do that, imagine the good things of your friend. And don't hate them for sure they'll help you later,”

“Yes crazy, this guy is really cool, if only he rendi my ex. Pastii...” “Eitss why I also think rendi.. Anyway naila should move on from rendi” I said in my heart.

“Oiyah, I ikhsan, majoring in proselytizing in uin”

“Calon ustad dong” ledekku “I naila from ui majors pharmacy”

“Hehe Yes.. Insyaallah yes do’a just” “Oiyah, naila I have to go first.” ujuarnya while looking at the watch on his wrist

“Oiyahh, thank you san.. Thank you very much if not for you maybe I'm still there”

“Udah ya nai, thanks to Allah I am only intermediary” he said then bernjak go.

“Ikhsan wait...” my word stopped its pace. “Why?” answer without looking.

“I want to learn Islam further, would you like to help me?”

“Come here next week at 9 nai” he replied as he left.

This time I liked someone for their faith. Subhanallah, take care of him, God.

The next day, probably due to my growing Islamic impulse due to meeting the figure of ikhsan I was moved to wear a hijab today, the clothes that usually print my body are now loose. I also met my friends mira and sindi, they were shocked to see me until Sindi dropped her book, “Naila.” “You don't papa, do you?” ask them to panic

I picked up a syndical book “Yaps gak papa” I replied without disappointment why? Because I took the positive wisdom that happened because they didn't help me.. I was able to meet the man I now aspire to be my future priest..

“Yes yesterday sorry yes nai, I was really confused to apologize how to you” replied mira who I think feels very guilty

“Everything is okay” I replied gently.. “I have class, I go first yes.” “Assalamu’alaikum”

“This may be because of guidance, pray for me yes hopefully the cave is always istiqomah.” I replied and left until they heard talking about me “She today is very strange ya” that I heard.

On the way to class I met rendi, yaps my ex. I looked at him like the wind was passing by. But she grabbed my hand “Nai, I'm sorry, I know you still love me? I want everything we repeat from the beginning we can start our love again” rendi assures me.

It's still a matter of what I think after he left me because of another woman and easily he whines asking for “Maaf” I replied briefly

“But nai!!”. “I love you” he said again

“With what yesterday did you sell to me ren? I'm not mad at you, I want to say thank you for you, I got my true love ren!” “I hope you get it!! This is the time when we must both seek our true love ren. Sorry” answered me while shedding tears.. Not tears of sadness but happiness..

“So you already have another man, after 5 years we together?” tanyanya limp

“The essential love that I mean is not the same man ren, but the same god”. “may you always be protected ya ren” I also rushed away. “Assalamu’alaikum ren”

The day I was waiting for came, I came back here and I was waiting. “Assalamu’alaikum ikhsan”

Ikhsan was surprised to see me veiled “Waalaikumsalam... You are beautiful ukhti” He replied while turning to me. “we start from where? Are you able to teach, I have prepared al qur’an lho”

“We learned to teach today” then we studied together.

“Did naila ever date?” askinya.

“You forgot? Right when I fell into that hole because I was thinking about my ex”. “you yourself?” Means back.

“Ohh yes I forgot.. Hehe” answers shy “Not yet.”

“Not yet? Wh why? You are handsome, kind, charismatic, why haven't you ever dated?” manya curious.

“Because I know my wife's pain if I know I'm someone else's ex.” her answer makes me less likely, where do I suit her? I'm just a dirty woman and just found my rainbow.

“What naila already has?” ask him like a thunderbolt that glitters on a clear day. I'm just kidding.. “Why?”

“Can I and my family meet the naila family to catch naila?” her question made me tear up whether happy or sad

“This fast ikhsan?” ask me to doubt

“Faster is better, I'm sure naila god's choice is best.. Inshaallah ikhsan ready.”

“But naila is not suitable for ikhsan, naila was just repenting, ikhsan must dapet...” my speech was cut by ikhsan.

“Iksan love naila because naila want to love god iksan.” ikhsan believes me “Annauhibopen fillah”

I admire him, he is the best of you, God..

And I believe that behind something bad there must be something good, behind a dirty mud hole there is a good husband-to-be..

Alhamdulillah yes rabb.. Anna uhibopen fillah ikhsan..