Short Stories of Islamic Love
The Unexpected Love

“ Anyway, nurul does not want to go to school in pesantren!!”.

“but this is for your good nurul!”. dad pressed his voice.but still trying to be patient.

“for the sake of heh!, by leaving nurul in the dormitory, stay alone. and away from you. father.., bun.., you know nurul can not be far from you”. I began to sob, a circle of tears dripping from the slit of the eyes. I looked at those who were silent and bowed their heads. Dad held his head, thinking about this. “nurul wanted to school like a nurul peer, he said, try understand”. I persuaded dad.

“father has decided to keep you in school there, inevitably the point must be!!”. father went to his room.

“mother, please nurul”. I hold your hand hoping you can help me, but instead he shook his head and let go of my hand, he also went to the room.

My heart was really hurt, my father insisted on sending me to school. And mother, he could not say what.why they could take me away from him, did not love them again to me. they know that I like freedom.

The next day, I dragged my suitcase filled with clothes and personal belongings to the school gate, a boarding school. Dad looked at my departure from behind the glass of his car, I was still angry with him. and thought not to look at him one last time.

“nurul, take good care of yourself son!”. shouted, but I ignored it.

That day was the day of the reception of the new santri at the boarding school, I threw a glance at a group of new santri, their faces without cheerful and bright, and they were, unlike me who is moody and depressed plus a veil that makes me sultry, I am not used to wearing it.

“assalamualaikum akhwat”. greet girls like me who are in front of me with a friendly smile.

“waalikumsalam”.my answer is short.

“where are you santri?”.he asked meekly.

“jakarta”.

“wah, far yes!”.

“maybe?”. I looked at the girl, she looked beautiful and sweet. Much different from me who is now no longer cheerful and sweet.

“i annisa”.it thrusts a hand.

“aku nurul”.I shook his hand without a smile from me.

I entered a room that was not as large as my room, there were three narrow beds.I put my bag on the middle bed.

“eh nurul, it turns out we are roommates”. Anisa put her bag on the bed on the right. she smiled at me, she took a broom in the corner of the room, then cleaned this room, I went outside the room. I accidentally hit someone.

“eh, sorry I accidentally”. a man standing in front of me. he was really handsome, our eyes met. but he quickly subdued his gaze.

“kmau why here, dormitory guy there tu!”. I appoint male dormitory.

“sorry, but I want to share this”.he thrust a piece of paper at me.

“ini what?”.

“huapa!, the activity is very serious dense nih?”. I looked at the paper.

“iya is the deck, seriously!”.he replied, then left, something fell to the floor, like a business card.I picked it up, a business card, his name was muhamad raihanur gaffahri, he said, I put the card in my pocket and went into my room.

When morning prayers arrived, Anisa woke me. I had to take a bath and went to the mosque.I met with raihan again, she smiled at me. Then disappeared in the sea of people, and then disappeared in the sea of people, and then I was, I don't know why I like that big brother.he always comes to my mind, really charming cogan.

The more days I don't know why this feeling deepens but raihan no longer see me. With great effort I forget it by praying and fearing God, who governs the destiny, time and life of his servant.

Not felt, I will leave the boarding house with a million stories from him.when I yelled at my parents now feels a moment, I can't wait to go home and spill my longing for him.

“hai deck, why daydream?”.The person I've been looking for is standing in front of me, Anisa nudged me.

“kak raihan brother is here, instead of brother has graduated!”. I look at the face of the person who bowed.

“wah already know my name yes, just want to meet an acquaintance.and I have a request”.

“what request kak?”.

“don't you look at me like that, his name is adultery.and don't you go to school here just like a stay, remember, your job is here to study and deepen the teachings of religion!”. he said fine.I immediately lowered my head.

“maaf!”.

“no matter what deck, do not be offended yes. brother just do not want the loved ones so go to hell because of the eye adultery.wait brother halted our relationship, so we are satisfied to look at each other later”.

“brother, love me?”. I gasped in shock.

“iya deck, allow me to be your imam yes. Last week I already proposed you to your parents”.

“they said what sister?”.

“they said yes!”.answer kak raihan happy.

“ciee.. Ta’aruf nih!!”. rayu anisa my best friend.

Raihan hugged me so tightly, I didn't think he proposed to me, but I should be grateful and thank God for your unexpected soul mate!.

Story by: Ramdini Aldianti

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