Short Stories of Islamic Love
Love Him

My name is Nita, yes now I am in class XII Ipa 3. I have a girlfriend, her name is Dion, she's a very good protestant. Our relationship has been going on for almost 10 months. I know that Muslims should not date, let alone date non-Muslims like him. But I can't deny my feelings, I love her so much, the first time I knew her I started to like her.

Today is exactly the relationship I and Dion 10 months dating, he has told me where we will meet. “definitely Dion will give a special gift like before” said my heart is happy.

At the restaurant we used to visit, Dion and I met. But this time something different, he came with a smile and his hands were empty, usually he always gave me a gift.

“hmm, hi Nita, long ago?”

“not what is kok”, “it looks like something different, you really sumringah?”

He's still smiling, hasn't answered. “ni, Dion why?” my inner.

“ayo dong guess Nit”

“Hmm can value 100” he shook his head. “plus pocket money?” he's still shaking.

Slowly his hands gently rubbed my hands “Nit, I have already entered Islam” he said happily, not forgetting he was smiling fluffy.

“oh yes, good dong, when is njai with”

I hugged him. “eh but, why did you convert to Islam?” my continue.

“pas you go home alone, which I want to go home first, I hear you read the Quran, by hiding I began to terrorize you, there I feel peace, there I feel, like all the trouble I lost if I heard it. Every time you read the Quran, I always secretly horrified you, until I decided to move to Islam”

“wah finally you moved Islam too, so you will not have to go if I read Quran” said I was very happy.

“this is the most special gift you gave me Dion” my heart is too happy

For almost two months I taught him to read the Hijaiyah and to read the Quran. Well even though he could not read the Quran so well, I was very impressed with him. He always wanted to know Islam more deeply. When our relationship was one year Anniv, I took her to a lecture. As we walked both out of the mosque, we passed by Mr. Utad Rahmat.

“Assalammualaikum Nita, who is the same?” said Mr. Ustad, I have not had time to answer, Dion has answered.

“astagfirullah halladzim, listen to Nita, son of Dion. In Islam there is no word courtship, whether it is as far as you are dating, calling Ummi or abi, reminding each other to pray that courtship is illegal for every Muslim, looking at each other should not be, let alone join hands because it will plunge in the direction of zina” explained sir ustad

Dion looked straight at me, I could not see his eyes, his grip on my hand he immediately let go.

“thank you sir ustad for the explanation” said Dion.

“ya already I say goodbye first, assalammualaikum” pak ustad passed leaving us. I still didn't dare look at Dion.

“follow me, Nit” I directly follow him.

At a restaurant we stopped talking about the explanation of the old man earlier.

“Nita, why don't you tell me that Islam doesn't allow dating, why should you?” dion was disappointed in me.

“Dion, I love you so much, I love you too much Dion ” I said in tears.

“but Nit, you've wrongly used your love for me, I don't want to continue this relationship Nit, I don't want you to love me more than my Creator and your Creator, remember Nit, I don't want you to, remember Nit I'm his and you're his, obviously if he's mad at me if I snatch you before legalizing you.”

“but Dion..” I can't speak anymore.

“realize Nit, Love Him again, as you love me, I want you to love Him more than me, and I want you to erase your love for me, I will try to love him more and erase my love for you. I'm saying Nit. Assalammualaikum.”

“walaikumsalam”

In the room at 3 am I handed it all over to him, begging him for forgiveness.

“for Allah forgive your servant who is far from this word worthy, O Lord, forgive the servant of Allah, the conscious servant, the servant loves him too much, to exceed who created him, O Allah, o Allah help me to take away the love for him. I want to love You always, my Lord. Amin” then I continued by reading the Quran.

from then on I always try to always be privileged to always love Him