Tahajud Love

Tahajud Love
Chapter 109 “Tahajud Cinta”


After driving Humaira to Dania's residence, Yulian now moved back to the hospital, because he wanted to straighten out Ahtar's problem, who had mentioned Zuena's name as a reason that really made Yulian unreasonable.


It took about twenty minutes for Yulian to reach the hospital, with half of Yulian running towards Ahtar's room. Once there, the room was empty.


”Why is it empty? Where are Ahtar and Hafizha?” ask Yupian in heart.


Yulian moved quickly, as he did not want to take too much time to solve the increasingly complicated problems facing Ahtar, his son.


“This also looks lonely. Are they both.... go home?”


Soon Yulian reached into her pants pocket, pressed a button and called Arjuna to confirm Ahtar and Hafizha's whereabouts.


“Assalamu'alaikum, Abi.”


“Waalaikumsalam, Juna. Juna, Abi would like to ask you, but do not let this be heard by your mother.”


From across Arjuna was curious about the question that Yulian was about to ask.


“Ahtar and Hafizha what's home?” ask Yulian to the point.


“It looks like yes, Abi. The car that Abdullah was driving just got into the garage.” Arjuna saw from the front room of the car used by Abdulkah into the garage.


Yulian rubbed his face riled, immediately he did his car at moderate speed, even though in any circumstances or even in a hurry Yulian still had to maintain security on the highway.


That afternoon it was fortunate that there was no traffic print that could have made Yulian stuck in traffic. So right at 16:21 pm Yulian arrived at home.


Khadijah who was in the middle room had heard the roar of Yulian's car and immediately he pushed his wheelchair to open the door to welcome Yulian.


“Assalamu'alaikum, Neng.” Yulian tried to comment on the smile after seeing Khadija open the door for her.


“Walaikumsalam, Hubby.” Khadijah grabbed Yulian's hand and endured it.


“Hubby, what's the matter? Why did Ahtar get to go home this afternoon? While Neng knew this morning just realized, kept him.. Why just stay quiet once at home?” cecar Khadijah with questions that persist.


“The story is long, Neng.” Yupian sighed softly.


“Hubby is patient, yes! Neng was sure, Hubby could definitely help Ahtar solve the problem and if it felt heavy... There is Allah SWT who will help us.” Khadijah nodded, reassuring Yulian.


Yulian was also mangosteen, because it was late afternoon Yulian decided to take a bath first and refresh his body that was sticky because of the sweat that poured on his back.


Under the shower, Yulian wet his entire body from head to toe. And every drop of water had given her a great freshness, her mind that had been tired for a moment faded with the flowing water.


“Neng!” yulian shouted.


Silent...


“Neng!” yulian shouted again.


“Yes, what is Hubby?”


Khadijah who was still staring at the beautiful twilight afternoon from the balcony immediately had to shift his wheelchair slightly to sharpen his ears when he heard Yulian mention his name.


“Hubby forgot not to bring a towel, can not blikan the towel?”


“Byes, Hubby. A minute.” Khadijah also took a towel perched on a small clothesline.


Khadijah tapped gently on the bathroom so that Yulian could open the door and she could give him the towel. After exiting, Yulian only increased the towel under her stomach and above her knees, with her hair still wet, making Khadija feel nervous.


It was not the first thing Khadija saw, but still for Khadijah it was something that made him ashamed with reddish cheeks.


“Neng, where are you going? Accompany Hubby for a while, have not spoiled from kemaren.” Yulian prevented Khadijah from heading out.


“Neng want it.. see Abizzar first, was playing with Garda.” Khadijah gave only the reason for his alinya.


“Do not lie to your own husband, because it is not good. Why not accompany Hubby for a moment in our room, Neng? What's... Neng did not feel homesick if distance struck our togetherness, hmm?”


“Emm... Not so, Hubby. But... Neng was embarrassed by Neng's current state, unable to serve her husband properly.” Khadijah lowered his head, hiding the sadness that made him almost shed tears.


Yulian was silent for a moment, it was not easy to make the wound disappear in an instant. However, encouraging is not a difficult thing to do. And Yulian did not stop to continue to convince Khadijah if someday it could walk like before.


“Neng, in that world nothing is impossible. If we do not have an optimistic attitude to fight, we do not get maximum results.”


“Neng, you know, that Allah SWT is all good. And when you have said the phrase Man Jadda wajada, whoever really means it must succeed. And Allah SWT will simplify all our affairs in the world.”


Khadija mangosteen, a sign he understood with the speech of Yulian. And the feeling of spirit returned he instilled in him.


“Good, Hubby. Neng. will try to get back on his feet. But... when are we going to Medan?”


For a moment Yulian took a deep breath, considering that Alex yahh's problem had not yet been resolved and now came another new problem about Ahtar, Humaira and Zuena. If Yulian remembers the problem it feels like his head is back pulsating, the pain attacks his entire head and makes Yulian have to take paramex as a pain reliever.


“Give Hubby time to resolve Alex's problem, as there's no way we'll let that person wander around our rim with bad intentions. Once that is done let Hubby solve the Ahtar.” problem Yulian gently rubbed the top of Khadijah's head.


Khadijah nodded again, obeying Yulian's words. And now Yulian asked all his children and other residents in the house to gather in a special prayer room.


As usual, Yulian will perform maghrib prayers with all members of his family. And after the prayer Yulian will give a little advice to his children, wife and grandchildren.


After the prayer Maghrib Yulian took a seat in front and looked at all his family members. While the wife, child, son-in-law and others sat in a circle, so that Yulian could be seen clearly.


“This time Abi will discuss about... Love's. How love is created from our heart.”


“Love is various forms, such as the love of a wife to her husband, the love of a husband to his wife, the love of his fellow brothers, the love of a mother to her child, the love of a child to both parents and also love... consequently.”


“True love is love that can take us to heaven, to the path of Allah SWT. And that love we can be found later in heaven later.”


“Until here anyone wants to ask?”


“InsyaAllah does not exist, Abi. Juna understands that,” said Arjuna.


The light, Hafizha, bik Inem and Abdullah nodded their heads, a sign they understood the meaning of love, but Hafizha did not yet understand how true love is.


Ahtar, however, was silent. Ahtar understood that the language would be addressed to him. Because of the problems that have arisen even Ahtar brought the name of Zuena.


“Mother... is fine, right?” whisky Hafizha.


Since Khadijah was silent, the sentence spoken by Yulian made him realize something. The meaning of true love that can bring to heaven continues to twist in his brain.


“Iya, Son. Mother is fine, kok.” Khadijah hid his sadness.


After that, the women prepare to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner. While their men were in several places, Yulian was in the same place with Ahtar, Arjuna and Abdullah joking with the Guard and Abizzar who was already one year old.


“Abi doesn't know which path you're really taking, Ahtar. Abi does not understand why can the attitude of childishness still be in you.”


“What do you mean involve Zuena in your problems with Humaira. What but do not realize if you have hurt two women's hearts at once.”.


“And you should have known it wasn't a good man. Hurting a woman's heart is not the purpose of a man's life,”


Ahtar's heart is pinched after he realizes his biggest mistake, hurting Humaira and Zuena.


“Excuse Ahtar, Abi. Ahtar didn't mean to do that. Ahtar wanted to make Humaira stop chasing Ahtar, but it turned out... Ahtar has made that big mistake.”


”And now, Ahtar was confused how to behave to Zuena. But... honestly Ahtar felt..”.


Seriate...