Thaha
Khitba

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Midnight is not a good time to come to visit, and it is also strange if there are people visiting midnight, but the name of the guest, we must still respect it is not so...?

Rama and mother waited on the porch of the house, I could even feel mother's uneasiness from the distance where I stood

the fear of stabbing me again, my hands were cold not because of the night wind, my heart was already struggling, even I had to convince myself by holding my chest to make sure my heart was still in place, silly indeed, but how else, people panic, anything can happen

astaghfirullah, I don't know how many istighfar are bouncing from my mouth, many I beg my rob for forgiveness, maybe it's my test, maybe, or maybe this is how God loves me so that I may call him and call him by name, that I may always think of him, O Allah I love you.

I parked my motorbike slowly, after opening the gate, while the mas future husband is outside and I have not allowed in, waiting a few minutes is not a problem right....? After all, he also waited for a mate until I was 27 years old, even if he was single, God, may still be single, I have no intention of being the second, or want to be duakan, or, I'm not the one who's up to it

for others, O Allah, do not Zu, Zu want to be like Fatimah and Khodijah, O Allah, who never share love other than for their children

'o Allah Zu choose many children only, O Allah, do not many rivals love, Zu can not be God, Zu jealousy, Zu later even stopped, right sin, Zu, so Zu knew himself O Allah, Zu could not, for others only O Allah, do not Zu, Astaghfirullah even chanted'.

I could not bear the feeling of meeting Rama and mother, although in reality I wanted to run and cry roaring like a child, but embarrassed!

The mother who first slammed into me and held me in her warm embrace, mother's embrace was indeed the safest place in the world

"Why he came home so late, the phone mother many times also not adopted, God, I already want to report to the police earlier"

My mother is not a happy person, just this is the first time I go home very, very and very late, usually at 10 pm I have slept, now look, look, at half an hour in the morning, Allah, O Karim

"Mother, you're fine, just don't be surprised, just bring a midnight guest"

still in the same position from before, while holding my mother, I tried to calm my mother with a gentle rub on her back, hoping that she would not be too surprised by the guest I meant, hopefully

I took off my arms and turned to kiss Rama's hand, with a sense of uncertainty as I told Rama about the midnight guest coming to visit

"Ma, eeemmm bring a guest"

I timidly said with a soft word, afraid to make a surprise ....? he, afraid of anger... ? it is also

"Guest...? Midnight...?, my friend Zu....?"

Rama asked with full investigation, who would not be surprised if anyone visited midnight....?

"Where's Zu's friend....?"

Rama turned to the right and to the left looking for the figure in question

"But promise first don't get mad ok..?, the guest is outside"

I pointed at the direction of the gate that was still wide open

"Call the guest, it's not good to make the guest wait outside the house too long"

Rama moved his head towards the gate as a sign to give permission for the guest to come to visit, while I was still silent and hesitant

'o Allah, if Zu opens the gate and lets him in, then Zu is ready for whatever comes after, O Allah, Zu is not ready to give this great surprise'

"Zu call his friend...?"

I asked to be sure, although in reality not to confirm Rama's approval, but rather to convince myself

"Yes, call me in"

Rama was still waiting and looking at me when he called him to enter the house

I headed towards the gate approaching the black car parked by the side of the road

Tok tok tok tok

Slowly I knock on the windshield, hoping he doesn't sleep, or I hope he falls asleep and forgets his purpose....?

Slowly the car door opened, revealing a figure that made me a little slack in shock

He, he's the green eye

"You!"

Spontaneously I pointed at him, my finger starting to be disrespectful!

"The one in the mosque...?"

in a daze I asked with mixed feelings, sometimes fate as funny as this, God's plan was full of surprises

"Yes, can I come in...?"

I no longer know what to say, even my voice seemed to disappear somewhere, I just nodded without making a sound

He walked first, there the father and mother were waiting for us, he calmly greeted mother and Rama, the polite gesture seemed to remove the cool attitude that he always seemed to be, even I could see a faint smile on her lips

"Before I apologize because I disturb the nights of the father, I hope you do not mind my arrival and the news that I will convey"

he seemed to want to convey something that implies his arrival to visit is not just a meeting without meaning, not just want to visit, but also bring an important and urgent news

"let's go in first"

Rama and the future husband walked first, leaving my mother and I behind them

"Please sit down"

when he arrived at the parlor, Rama invited him to sit in the seat in front of Rama, before facing me and continuing

" Zu, get in the room"

Rama said to me before turning to mother and continued

"Mom please bring me a treat, thank you"

I'm pretty sure Rama said that in a gentle tone, but I don't know why I was scared of him, as if I was committing a serious offense

Indeed he was, I was still outside the house when the clock had shown nine o'clock at night and put aside his amniah for a woman, it was indeed wrong and undeniable and the guilt was flowing profusely flooding my mind

I rushed in leaving the two of them in the living room, but sorry Rama, instead of going against Rama's words, I was a little curious about their conversation and so instead of going into the room, I was standing behind the door that separated the living room from the living room and the living room

this house is indeed in a special design, where the living room is separated from other rooms separated by doors, so guests will not be able to see our family activities, and what is in it, so that guests will not be able to see the activities of our family, and what is in it, they will only enjoy the view of the living room and all the knickknacks that are there

God gave us such perfect rules, right...? Even in the arrangement of the room even God gives rules that are amazingly beautiful and perfect

Back to him who was in the living room and I who was eavesdropping behind the middle door

' o Allah, may I be forgiven for my umpteenth mistake, O God, may you keep the evil from my eyes for peeping, O God, and may you keep evil from my ears, O God, for stealing hear'

I cast a do'a in my heart

My heart is still beating fast, still not calm, even though I have been able to guess where the outcome of this conversation will be, the result will be no more than two possibilities

The first possibility is accepted and the other is of course rejected

I calmly listened to the conversation between the two of them, mother...? mom was making drinks and taking some snacks

He explained the incident until how he finally visited the night, while Rama listened quietly, his face did not show the slightest anger, even when he said a sentence that could make my heart stop for a moment, although in fact the smooth muscle of that one will not stop unless it is time to stop and not beat again, or the simple word 'dead'

and I'm not dead, of course!, so that's just a figure of speech

"So, my coming here is to ask the sincerity of the father to give the responsibility of the father to me, for me to take care and protect as the father guards and protects him with Islam and love because of Allah"

he said with firmness and gentleness in his tone, even as he said his last sentence was able to deliver a sense of heat that spread to my eyes

"Grandfather, what...? Enter the room"

mother came with a tray in her hand, interrupted my eavesdropping event, even I have not heard an answer from Rama

My heart went mad again, not because of the answer from Rama of course!, because Rama was still silent, my heart skipped a beat in shock at the clap of mother on my shoulder, I was lucky to clench my mouth before I could scream in surprise

"Guping first Ma'am, Adek was curious, can ya?" I pleaded with the prettiest face possible with the smile of my million flowers

"May Allah, make Adek's ear always hear the truth and happy things, O Allah"

mother, no matter how angry she has never once thrown a bad word out of her tongue, and I am so grateful for this wonderful Presence of God, for Allah has brought me into this world in the sphere of a well-educated family with Islam, the most priceless favor of Allah, the favor of the Faith and Islam, and certainly the bonus of a sufficient life. Alhamdulillah

"Aamiin"

I spontaneously agreed to do'a mother, already accustomed to the habits of this one mother

"Gih enter"

not wanting mom to repeat her words, I hurried to leave my monitoring, even though my legs still feel like nailing there, but how else....?

I can only pray that I can sleep well tonight, and may this curiosity not dwell in the mind

"thaha"

whoever your name is, may Allah give the best answer through the words of Rama

Whatever the decision may God always accompany the steps of both of us, whether together or alone

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