STEADFASTNESS OF LOVE
My husband Surgaku

"Kiara, you're called Mila's ustadzah in the office. You are asked to see him immediately. There's something he wants to tell you!" salwa said to Kiara. Coincidentally Kiara just finished praying dhuha. Sundays students usually do not have much activity. The ponpes gave a break. Usually, the activity will start in the afternoon.

"What business is there looking for me? I feel like I didn't make a mistake. You know why Mila's ustadzah called me!" kiara said in surprise, Salwa shrugged both of her shoulders casually. He left Kiara confused. Salwa is Kiara's only friend. Since entering the boarding school, Kiara rarely hangs out. The time is up just to teach and understand religion.

Kiara walked slowly towards the office where the mentors were. Kiara always looked down while walking. As she could, it felt like Kiara was closing all her aurat. Covering his face entirely, but deep down he was unprepared.

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"Assalammualaikum, ustadzah called me!" kiara said softly, Mila nodded slowly, gesturing she agreed to Kiara's question. Rizal was sitting not far from Mila. With his eagle eyes Rizal noticed Kiara Yanh was none other than his best friend's sister. Kiara had not felt noticed, since entering the office. Kiara did not look up at all. Kiara always ducks.

"Girlwindsalam! come in, sit here!" sahut Mila pointed to the chair in front of him. Kiara nodded, politely she sat down in front of Mila. One of his teachers. Mila looked at Kiara's face with a smile. A very similar face to Rafa's. The young man who once knocked on his heart and was irreplaceable. Although now his real love is no longer welcome.

"Kiara, I'm calling you because there was a delivery from your sister-in-law Hana. He sent some gamis to your roommate. There is also a mosque. Incidentally, all teachers also get mukena rations and sarongs. You will bring a robe for your friend and please put this face in the mosque!" mila said softly, Kiara nodded without looking at Mila's face. Rizal keeps paying attention to Kiara, not wanting to zina the eyes. But Rizal saw the private of his quiet best friend. Rafa doesn't like to hang out. Rizal is Rafa's only friend. Mila knows Rafa, since Rizal always invites Rafa in every activity. Either activities in the ponpes or in the family environment. Rafa and Rizal are like brothers. Even Pak Kyai already considers Rafa like his own son. Rafa santrinya who never came home.

"If there are no more. May I excuse us!" kiaral said softly and politely. Mila saw Kiara clingy, different manners. The real attitude changed from Kiara who used to come.

"Kiara, if I may ask. What do you think of your sister-in-law Hana? Saw him sending a lot of stuff. I see closeness like a brother, not a brother-in-law!" mila said, Kiara shook her head weakly. Both of Hana's eyes were perfectly rounded. He did not expect an answer from Kiara.

"I don't know much about Hana. First and last I spoke to him. The day before coming to these ponpes. He opened my eyes. A woman must keep her honor and her conscience. That's when I decided to go hijab. My family and I were among those who hated him. We all disagree with their marriage. But Hana never avenged my hatred. Instead he showed affection. Rafa's sister has changed since she got to know Hana!" kiara said bluntly, Mila nodded in understanding. With a smile and warm applause. Mila clasped Kiara's hand, but Kiara looked up in shock. He accidentally stared at Rizal's face for the first time. Instead Rizal immediately lowered his head. He was surprised to see the perfection of His creation that was able to destroy the faith. Rizal decided to leave the office. He didn't want to look at anything illegal for her.

"Kiara, you are lucky to have a sister as good as Rafa and a sister-in-law with a heart of gold like Hana. The first time I met him. His face was full of calm. Her patience seemed real when she heard my feelings for her husband. Never think badly of him. Women like Hannah are very rare. Look at him giving us something. Without him caring to know or not. Hannah understands everyone well. He understands what is needed rather than what he wants?" mila said wisely, Kiara shook her head weakly. With a smile that never leaves his face. Mila looked at Kiara's face filled with worry.

"What does Ustadzah Mila mean? I don't understand!" kiara said softly as she lowered her head, Mila gently patted Kiara's hand she was holding. Then Mila took the face she gave to the manager.

"Look at what Hana gave the manager? What did Hana buy for you and your friend? What is for the mosque? Everything is not just meaningless stuff. There is genuine intent in every item. A meaning for the recipients!" mila said, Kiara shook her head increasingly clueless.

"All right, I'll explain. The gameplay that Hana gives to you, simple with one motive but different colors. Hana hopes you can live a simple life with your friends who have different mindsets. This game will keep you close to your one-room tan. For they will help you the first time when you are in trouble or in pain. Hana hopes that even if you have different mindsets, you can still be the same in determination with simplicity. Mukena and the sarong Hana gave us. As an expression of gratitude for the religious knowledge we share with you. Not a luxury item that Hana could easily buy for us. Because Hana values us, not insulting. Hana probably thinks the science we give is full of sincerity and not for mere treasure. As for the mukena for the mushola, it was the best alms that Hana chose. The nut that flows during the face is useful for pilgrims. Do you understand the meaning behind all that stuff?" said Mila, Kiara nodded slowly.

"Kiara, it's not easy to think as far as Hana. He is able to understand others. As for herself, it is fitting that your sister chose Hana to be the owner of her ribs. Rafa is rude but weak. Instead Hana was soft-hearted but firm. Hana is able to understand Rafa's rude attitude. While Rafa tried to understand the firm attitude in Hana's tenderness!" mila said, Kiara shook her head weakly. Mila smiled looking at the confused Kiara.

"Sorry before, the ustadzah likes Rafa's brother. Since when did love exist? Not as a Muslim woman. We cannot keep our feelings on men. Because the courtship can't be, except ta'aruf!" kiara said curiously. Mila nodded with a beautiful smile.

"The "great Ustadzah was able to keep love that long. Not even hurt even though Rafa's sister is married!" kiara said in awe, Mila shook her head weakly.

"I won't get hurt, because the woman Rafa married is so much better than me. He's Rafa's best teacher. His heart was too noble, despite his cold attitude towards Rafa. Hana's love protects Rafa from sin. Hana closes her love, so that Rafa tries to open it with faith. Love, full of determination and faith, does not deserve to be the reason my heart is hurt. Like Rizal's admiration for you. It will turn into love or not. All just waiting for His decree!"

"I don't deserve Rizal. He's faster with Mila's ustadzah. At least you both understand religion. Do not pray for love between us. Good men for good women. And I'm not a good woman!" kiara lirih said, then said goodbye to Mila. Turns out Rizal heard behind the door. Actually he came out, because something left him back.

"The promise is real, but a woman of the night deserves to love. I have the right to feel for you!" sahut Rizal firmly, Kiara looked up in shock. Mila chuckles to see her sister Rizal expressing her feelings for the first time.

"Even though all deserve to love and be loved. But I prefer to reject that feeling. You're a perfect man, I'm just a sinful woman. Right now it is not the priest I am looking for, but the faith and Islam I want. Hope you get the best match!" rizal said, Kiara walked past Rizal without turning her head.

"But I want the owner of this book to be my master. I will stand by him in search of faith and Islam. It will be a substitute for this book, answering all questions about Islam and faith. He the owner of this book has knocked on the door of my heart. Let me be the book that always accompanies you and answers your love of Islam!" rizal said, Kiara shook her head.

"Many women love ustad. They're much better than me. Do not choose wrong, because the wrong word but the priest who takes sin. I'm not a woman worthy of your honor. There is one face that is plastered in your prostration. He owns your ribs, not a woman like me. In faith we are like the sea and the river. You are deep and broad about Islam. I am shallow and narrow. Believe me we will not unite!" kiara said the final, with a quick step Kiara away from Rizal. Mila patted Rizal on the back.

"Is she the woman you see in your bow? As soon as love is present, is it possible!"

"This is the book he learned!" said Rizal lirih, while giving open Kiara who had fallen. Rizal kept it and had not had time to return it.

"My husband's my paradise!"

"Who now I love her. Not a way to be a sholeha woman or to be a good mother. But he read that, a principle that made me mean something as a man. When a wife thinks of me as heaven for her!"

"Mas Rizal is really in love. But it doesn't seem easy to convince Kiara!"

"I don't have to convince her, because I'm sure of her. I'll shave it!"

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