Solihah Women the Love of the Heart
ep 56 - Hafidz Al-Qur'an Race
“Mother don't be like that donk!” morgan said to Ms. Angel who was sitting face to face at the dinner table.
“Morgan you have to choose a future wife who is with us! I'll introduce you to a friend's daughter's name is Aurel. Aurel is a very beautiful woman, polite, honorable, has a high education abroad and Aurel is the son of a rich man.”, Bu Angel told Morgan while pouring drinks into a glass.
“Bu, that love can't be forced!” asserted Morgan.
“Oh, so you want to force choose Raisa who is not in the faith with us? You must think intelligently!” ma'am Angel then got up from her seat and left.
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I woke up from the darkness of the night after visiting the dreamland. The sky that slowly changed from dark to light made the dewy water dripping from the trees that stood firmly awake and dhikr. The cold and cool feeling that pierced the body began to slowly warm due to the radiance of the sun that began to rise into space.
It felt like this body did not want to get out of bed, but whatever the power of the sun had entered the room through the window blinded my eyes. My soul thrashed at his words that gaped into the eardrum that began to rise above my mind. Why is Morgan acting like that? My heart screamed a lot of questions that had no answer yet.
“You woke up one afternoon, son?” I asked while cooking vegetables in the kitchen.
“I'm having my period, so I keep sleeping,” reply me while yawning and then sit down table chair.
“Indeed you are not going to school now?” ask Mom again.
“Nggak Bu now I want to go to the bookstore to find the repercussions for the tahfidz competition on Saturday..”.
“Hopefully successful son solihah!” mom said to me.
“Aamiin..”.
After taking a shower I immediately invited Delia to accompany me to the bookstore. When I was with Delia about to leave suddenly the sound of my phone vibrating sign there was an incoming call. I took my phone in my bag and lifted it up.
Raisa : “Hallo, Assalamallaikum..”.
Morgan : “Waalaikum greetings..” reply Morgan with a clean slit.
Raisa: “Why are you?”
Morgan: “I'm sorry for my attitude yesterday!”
Raisa : “Why, I understand you're having trouble?”
Morgan : “Iya, I was surprised to see you wearing a hijab. I haven't told Mom about me being you’alaf,” Morgan said feeling guilty.
Raisa : “Iya I understand, it is not easy for your mother to accept it, let alone about faith,”
Morgan : “I'll quickly move faith!”
Raisa : “Morgan, I am so grateful that you mua’alaf,”
Morgan had no time to continue his conversation suddenly Delia called out to me.
“Ca, let's go now!” call Delia from the porch.
“Iya Del, break!”
Raisa : “Already yes! I'm going to the bookstore first,”
Morgan : “You want me to drop off?”
Raisa : “No, I'm in the same town as Delia. Did I hang up, huh? Assalamallaikum..”
After returning home from the bookstore I went straight into the room to read the book I had bought. Sheet by book I have read until the last page so I am ready to enter the competition on Saturday.
At night when I was sitting on the porch of the house staring at the sky full of stars. It flashed through my mind thinking about what Morgan said this morning on the phone. Is it true that I'm with Morgan not going to unite?
I believe God has prepared the best soul mate for me. All I have to do now is focus on memorizing the Qur'an’an so that I can make Dad happy in heaven. It feels like I am dzolim if I only think about love beyond my love for Allah and His Messenger. I really do not want to repeat the incident in the honey by Joseph without justice and left without the cause of choosing his first wife.
FRIDAY NIGHT
My bedroom wall clock is 07:15. Adzan just reverberated remind already entered the time isya. I just finished murojaah to solidify my memorization. I opened the door and left the house to breathe fresh air. I looked towards the gate. Morgan was standing beside the gate looking at me.
“Assalamallaikum..” greeting from Morgan while approaching me.
“Waalaikumsalam..” reply me while smiling.
“What's Morgan doing tonight-night here?” manya curious.
“You haven't slept?” ask Morgan and sit on my porch.
“Not yet, I just finished teaching and praying isya,”
“I want to take you somewhere tomorrow,” said Morgan.
“Tomorrow I can't,” reply me in a slow tone.
“What's really why? You angry?” Morgan raised his eyebrows in disappointment.
“Tomorrow I have competition race Hafidz Al-Qur’an sekota Bandung.”.
“Oh, then I will accompany you!” exclaim Morgan spirit.
“...” I nodded my head several times sign agree.
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Today is Saturday. The day that I'm going to risk my abilities in front of thousands of people. Where I will use my memorization to be made a rule for the people out there.
“Hafidz Al-Qur’an Next!” MC.
Jr. Jheng…
“Raisa Adita!!”
“Raisa Adita is a Guru and Hafidz Al-Qur’an from SMP Bandung. Raisa Adita will today read the Surah As-Saff.” MC again.
Prok…
All the spectators including Morgan stood up and clapped their hands giving affirmation to my performance.
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيمِ”
“سَبَّحَ لِلَّهِ مَا فِي السَّمَاوَاتِ وَمَا فِي الأرْضِ وَهُوَ الْعَزِيزُ الْحَكِيمُ (1) يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا لِمَ تَقُولُونَ مَا لَا تَفْعَلُونَ (2) كَبُرَ مَقْتًا عِنْدَ اللَّهِ أَنْ تَقُولُوا مَا لَا تَفْعَلُونَ (3) إِنَّ اللَّهَ يُحِبُّ الَّذِينَ يُقَاتِلُونَ فِي
سَبِيلِهِ صَفًّا كَأَنَّهُمْ بُنْيَانٌ مَرْصُوصٌ (4) }”
Morgan who heard me chant the verse of the Qur'an’an shed tears. His heart felt calm hearing verse by verse that made him sure to be mu’alaf.