Short Stories of Islamic Love
Hijrah Love In Hijab Zazkia

The sun had risen from the eastern horizon, the fresh air of the morning, the chirping of the merry birds as if glorifying over the divine beauty. The sound of noisy early morning motor vehicles is a habit in Jakarta. At that time, zazkia aisya fitri who was familiar with the call of zazkia was busy learning to prepare a work of poetry that he had to read later at noon on his campus. Zazkia studied at one of the State Universities in Jakarta. He majored in Indonesian literature. He loves literature, for him literature is his soul, literature has been fused in his heart and soul.

Seconds by second had passed very quickly for the zazkia, it felt like he had just done his poetry, he had not had time to take a break. When the clock has shown the number 12.30, zazkia rushed to leave the campus, because it is indeed a trip from the boarding to the campus for almost 30 minutes if walking. On that day, Zazkia was forced to walk because none of the angkot passed like the usual day.



On the way he sees Dion, a zazkia girlfriend who has been dating for almost 2 years. He saw Dion being alone with another woman who was much prettier and sexier dibendikan zazkia, they both look so friendly. Zazkia could not bear to see it all, her tears were flowing down her cheeks, her heart was cramped, crushed, crushed, broken, she wanted to scream, but she could not. He never thought it turned out that what Aurel said, his closest friend was indeed true. Dion is a jerk, a man who likes to play with women's feelings. He regretted not trusting his friend. It felt like he wanted to slap Dion in the face, but he tried to be patient, he tried hard.

“Have zazklia, forget the man, forget Dion, maybe Dion is not the best man for you. There are still a lot of guys out there who are much better than Dion, who might be more worthy to be with you”. Pinta zazkia in his heart.

Finally, with his courage he decided to greet Dion and the mysterious woman as well as untie with Dion.

“Excuse me, sorry to interrupt, I just want to speak four eyes with dion for a while.” Sapa zazkia on dion and the woman next to him.

“who are you?” Ask the woman confused.

Dion's countenance changed completely seeing the zazkia in front of him, he turned pale instantly.

“i this..”

“i zazkia mbak, his college friend dion, I want to discuss the course assignments with dion, happened to dion one group with me, and our assignments should be completed later in the afternoon.” Zazkia's splices cut off Dion's talk.

“ia darling, this is zazkia, my college friend, zazkia this is Anita, my new boyfriend.” said dion.

Hearing dion's words, Zazkia barely holds back her tears, she wants to slap Dion in front of her new boyfriend, she wants to say that she is Dion's girlfriend as well as Anita, but he still tried to be steadfast, he wanted his mission this time to run smoothly.

Zazkia took a deep breath…

“ya already mbak, I beg time to talk briefly with his girlfriend.” said zazkia

“oke. But don't be long.” Said anita

“hmm” says zazkia while nodding

Finally, Zazkia and Dion spoke together in a rather distant corner with Anita. Zazkia started the conversation between the two of them

“Sorry Dion, it looks like I can't continue this relationship. For so long we have lived this relationship with joy, understanding, mutual understanding, mutual trust in each other and now, in my own presence, all of that has vanished, the love that has united and blossomed now has been destroyed by a betrayal, the promise that has been said at that time may be just a joke to you, but a principle to me. And now that promise is gone, it is so tarnished by the word of lies, the loyalty that we have been guarding has vanished like a tsunami that destroyed millions of homes in the blink of an eye. I keep my faith by the words that incite your disgrace, I try to believe you, but what do I see now? In front of my own eyes I saw a big, bitter reality, that the boyfriend I had believed with all my heart had been betrayed only because of the beauty that could not be eternal. It has desecrated the sanctity of love. Dion, I beg you respectfully, right now, this very second, we are unbinding ourselves. I want our relationship to end here. I want us to end our relationship just as well as we started this relationship with kindness. I want our relationship to end here. Hopefully anita is the best woman for you, hopefully you can be more able to maintain and respect and appreciate the feelings of women, hopefully with this you can realize dion.” The word zazkia at length revealed the contents of his heart to the dion who had been buried with teardrops.

Hearing the very sincere expression of zazkia on him, Dion's heart trembled, his eyes glazed and could not bear to tear, he was moved by everything that happened.

“iya zazkia, forgive me for desecrating the sanctity of your love, forgive me for not keeping your love. I'm sorry..” said dion.It's just a bias to apologize with zazkia.

“already dion, it's okay, although bitter I think, but I'm sincere, I just hope you get better again.” Zazkiah said with a sincere expression from his heart.

“ya already dion, I want to go, it's not good you've been waiting for anita.” Connect Zazkia while leaving Dion down the urban road.

Arriving at the campus he met aurel, he immediately told what had been in his nature earlier on the road, he hugged aurel while crying, his heart still hurts.

“patient zazkia, love we don't always have. There are times when love is only a sense of happiness when the one we love is happy with someone else, maybe dion is not the one whom God chose to give you, with God showing the depravity of dion in front of you. Doesn't God still love you so much?” said the beautiful veiled woman's aurel while grasping the hands of zazkia and calming her down.

“Thank you Aurel, you've been listening to my complaints.” Zazkia said to his best friend

“sama-sama.” Aurel said to Zazkia with a beautiful and sincere smile.

Amidst the preoccupation they share, Dra. St. Nurbaya M.Si, a lecturer of UI literature faculty entered their class and called one name to read the work of poetry, and the name called was Zazkia Aisya Syifa.

Zazkiah stood in front of his friends and recited the verse by verse of his poetry with great passion.

IN THE LOVE TASBIH

Love is beautifully implied in the eye

Waving the rhythm of romance

When hearts are covered in tears

Greetings of soulmate love

Rebab iring silence eliminates agitated succumbs

Holy love is beautifully stored in the chest

Like a blooming ranum flower decorating the world

Tafsir love implied strands do’a

Circular in love beads

Desire longs to greet the destiny of love

Full of taklim in the wraparound

After Zazkiah had read the verse by verse of the poem, he received a very very loud applause from his friends. The short poem was full of food, read with full appreciation as if reflecting the content of Zazkia's heart that was agitated by love,

Without feeling the literary class was over, zazkia stopped by the bookstore to buy one of the novels by Habiburrahman El Shirazy, all his writings gave inspiration and motivation for zazkia.

While in the bookstore, he saw a novel titled “DIATAS SAJADAH CINTA” by Habirrahman El Shirazy. His heart was immediately enamored with the novel, he wanted to directly buy it and quickly read it. But when he was about to take the novel, there was a man who also admired the novel. They both took the novel at the same time. Seeing the man, zazkia's heart trembled, his heart thumped, for some reason the bitter taste of being hurt by dion suddenly disappeared like a wind wave******pick. The man before him was a different man from the man he had known. This man is very polite to women.

“Astaghfirullahal’adzim, Sorry mbak I accidentally.” Said the man before Zazkia who accidentally held the delicate hand of Zazkia.

“Eh, yes it's okay.” Zazkia

“People Habiburrahman El-Shirazy also yes mbak?” Ask the guy

“Iya mas, a very intelligent writer, a writer with a strand of words that everyone will be stunned by meaningful words. All of his works are inspirations in my life. Especially this one work ON SAJADAH CINTA makes everyone curious about the contents of the novel.” Light up Zazkia while pointing at her favorite novel.

“emmm. yes, Habiburrahman El-Shirazy is an inspiring writer and motivator for readers of his works. I am also a fan of all his works, including ABOVE SAJADAH CINTA.” Said the man connecting the talk of zazkia.

“Oh yes, from earlier we have been chatting too much with each other, but I do not know the name of each..” Zazkia said to the man with a smile.

“iya also yes mbak, sorry mbak, My name is Maulana, Maulana Al Asyrof.” Said the man while introducing himself to zazkia

Hearing the name, for some reason zazkia's heart was racing, there was something Zazkia could not understand. There was something in Zazkia's heart.

“mbak, how dumb? Sorry if I could know whose name is mbak?” said the man

“Sorry, my name is Zazkia Aisya Syifa. Commonly called Zazkia.” Zazkia said with a smile to the man.

Starting from the meeting, zazkia and Maulana are interconnected with each other.when zazkia after his college hours, he always awaits the presence of the figure of Maulana as well as Maulana always waiting for the figure of Zazkia. They always met when they both bought novels by Habiburrahman El Shirazy. Until one day, Zazkia got the most beautiful gift from Maulana, his dream man in the form of a beautiful light blue Hijab, with a short letter.

“Assalamu’alaikum Warohmatullah…

Zazkiah, may Allah always bestow His Mercy and Taufiq upon you, through this letter I want to give you a gift, may you like it. May Allah reunite us one day with the veil.

Wassalamu’alaikum Warahmatullah…

Salute Respectfully.

Maulana”

Zazkiah always read that very short letter from Maulana, for him the letter and the gift Maulana gave him was the most beautiful gift from the people around him after the affection of his parents and all the sincere gifts from his parents and family. Every time, every time he could only look at the beautiful veil of Maulana. He is eager to meet the figure of Maulana, he misses all about maulana. But the Maulana she longed for was suddenly lost to the earth after giving a letter and a hijab to the zazkia. The stubbornness and restlessness of the heart came back to cover the heart of Zazkiah.

Day after day passed very quickly. Without feeling a year has passed, Zazkia still can not forget the figure of the maulana who has changed his life. Now Zazkiah has decided to hijab. He began to study religion, currently he continued his S-2 study in Al-Azhar Cairo majoring in Arabic Literature. Zazkia has transformed into a mature woman, a graceful woman full of charm, a woman who always keeps her aura from the sight of men who are not her mahrom.

One day, Zazkia wanted to buy the latest essay Habiburrahman El Shirazy, zazkia met a man who was not foreign to him, the man also wanted to buy the latest novel Habiburrahman El Shirazy. He remembered his first meeting with Maulana. But he realized, it was just lust that was present in the heart of zazkia, he realized that it was just a trickery that disturbed the human mind. The man in front of the zazkia kept looking at her, as if he recognized the veil worn by Zazkia. And accidentally, their hands meet when the two are about to pick up a novel that both of them admire

When Zazkia wanted to buy Arabic literature, she met a man who also took the novel. Suddenly he remembered his first encounter with Maulana, but he did not dare to look at the man's face, while the man continued to look at him. The man in front of her was very familiar with the hijab that zazkia was wearing.

“Afwan ukhty, is the ukhty named Zazkia Aisya Syifa from Indonesia, and the hijab that ukhty wear from a simple man named Maulana Al Asyrof?” the man said full of curiosity.

Hearing the man's question, Zazkia was very surprised and surprised, from where the man knew his identity and the hijab he was wearing, that's when he just dared to look at the man in front of him. And the great God, the man before him was the man who had been in the heart of Zazkiah, he felt very grateful to be met with Maulana, as well as maulana. He was filial, and glorified in calling the asthma of Allah. After a long time they spoke, they finally revealed their hearts and planned to get married after returning to Indonesia.