Short Stories of Islamic Love
May I Be My Halal Lover

The night was so lazy because there was no work at my boarding house, the mind was not good at not knowing what to do. My HP rang then I saw a message from a friend that contained “Position where? no work gak?”, I reply “no work nih bro”, then the message entered again he invited me to come to a discussion forum so as not to get bored at the boarding. I quickly changed clothes and headed to my friend's boarding house.

After arriving at his boarding house eh he still sleeps comfortably. I told him to hurry to change his clothes to come to the discussion forum. After he changed clothes, he immediately went to the coffee shop where the discussion was held. Well on the road to the coffee shop suddenly my bike broke down, uh it turns out the gasoline runs out.

Not far from where my motorcycle broke down was seen a store that sold retail gasoline. Pushing a broken motorcycle is very boring. Once the gasoline is fully charged we immediately rush to the coffee shop. After arriving at the coffee shop my eyes immediately focused on the figure of a woman who was so beautiful to me. He sat in the corner of the shop, with a beautiful face and beautiful smile that made me interested in him.

After that my friend ordered coffee for both of us. When he ordered coffee, I used to steal the woman's eyes. My friend came and gave me a cup of milk coffee, apparently my friend also found out that in this shop there is a figure of an angel who again coffee. My friend said “eh bro ane just found out this is a nidadari someone likes to coffee too, hahahha”. Then I told him not to bother her because she was a nosy person if there was a beautiful woman. I don't want to be ahului by my friends.

I forced myself to approach the woman. After I got close to her I invited her for acquaintances, I was shocked when I stuck out my hand she wouldn't shake hands with me. It turned out that he was very sholeha, from the attitude of him who did not want to touch the hand of a man who was not his muhrim, made me fall more and more in love with him. The name of the sholeha woman is Sholikhah, It turns out that her name is not far from the attitude of behavior and her face is very beautiful. Oh god why did you just meet me with him, since I was in High School never met a woman as beautiful as this Sholikhah. My friend sat sweetly and focused on the forum while I was busy chatting with the Sholikhah.

The next day I did not directly chat him because it was still sad and memorable ferocious. I waited 3 days for a new chat he, at the beginning of the chat I asked him news and answered him quickly. Every day I chat him and a pretty good relationship, then I take him on the road because it was the night of the new year. He replied to my chat for so long maybe still thinking about it.

At 3pm he just replied to my chat and I was so happy because he wanted to walk with me to see the fireworks on new year's night. After praying isya I picked him up at his boarding house then I chatted him that I was already in front of the boarding house. He came out with an appearance that really made my heart tremble faster. Finally I took him to the place to eat first because he had not eaten, at the place to eat we talked to and fro.

At 23:30 we stopped eating and headed straight to the town square Batu. After arriving at the town square Batu shortly after the time has shown 24.00 hours and fireworks scattered adorn the beauty of the night. We sat both under the available seats in the square. It turned out that he had first seen fireworks with a man. After the fireworks had finished decorating the sky, the two of us went straight back to his friend's boarding house because the hostel was closed at 10 p.m. I thank you for accepting my invitation to see the fireworks on New Year's Eve.

The days that passed my friendship with Sholikhah grew closer. Every sleep will always be remembered with her smile so beautiful, I was determined to have it completely halal. I don't want to have a word of going out with her, because I want to be serious with her. The word courtship is synonymous with playfulness and for fun only. He was the one who always had prayers after I prayed and he was the one I always told my parents. I had my parents' blessing for a serious move with him. But the only fear that always looms before I fall into a deep sleep is that he will accept me. The only thing I wanted was for him to keep his heart until I proposed to him to be my companion forever until death would separate me from him.

This story is just a fantasy that is difficult to be real and only written. If there are any wrong words for the reader I apologize. The Fastabiqul Khoirot Assalamualaikum Wr. Wb. Eternal struggles.