The Choice of Abah

The Choice of Abah
There is No Eternal Grief


Breezy wind, and millions of constellations slapping in its black, tucked into a sickle smile adds to the beauty of the night, bearing witness to the love for Arul and Nabila, who have gotten towards the blessing of Mamak, who has, Abah and Abi as well as the extended family of the Foundation, then they move towards the waiting, which is awaited.


Complete is the blessing obtained by Arul and Nabila, although this kind of event is not the first time for him, but different from Arul who was the first to feel the beautiful atmosphere on the night of death or walimatul lail.


Handai taulan deliver congratulations, tahlil voices, tahmid and takbir, Al-Barjanji strains are so beautiful. Guests present do not stop delivering prayers, because tomorrow is awaited for them. For the second time, Ustadz Burhan became the head lady on the night of the walimatul lail, and the next day of their wedding.


Not only that, the hospital that Arul built is already the final stage and in a few weeks it will be inaugurated into the first Islamic Hospital at the provincial level. Which must be a wedding gift for Nabila.


This is the marriage of two people who have entrepreneurship in different fields, marriage is not merely uniting and homogenizing the heart, but perfecting the shortcomings of one and the other.


Marriage is like both feet, which differ in soles but have the same purpose.


Marriage does not weaken each other, but becomes a crutch when paddling footsteps and lunglai step.


Marriage is a form of perfecting the faith of a servant, which is proof that God exists, and God is involved in the process of meeting two human children.


The sky is back down, the universe bears witness to the pledge of love of two human children, thousands of angels are always merasbih and deliver prayers for two people who are bound by promises in the pledge of ijab and qabul.


Barakallahulacum...


Nabila's tears fell again but not for sadness, but a smile of happiness, so long he did not feel the true meaning of marriage.


For so long he did not know the true nature and meaning of a husband. For so long, he endured the difficult inner torment, and chose to endure the pain.


Now there is no eternal sorrow, no endless tears, no long night, the night will change by day.


To see the rainbow, it is necessary to feel and hear the roar, enjoy the rain and storms.


"Welcome Yes Nabila, may be loved baby." Said Ms. Aida, teaching staff.


"If pinter really looking for a husband, already handsome, tajir, pity again." Whispers of one of the invited guests who attended the walimah event at the Foundation auditorium.


Mimic happy face Abah emanated, although Nabila is not his biological child, only ex-son-in-law, but Abah knows how sick it is to be Nabila, Nabila, Abah recalls the happy times with Umi when he first asked Aisah, with circumstances that were not possible, the lack of material, and how Aisah so faithfully accompanied his journey and struggle.


Abah also remembered how he loved Aisah wholeheartedly, he wanted to make the wife happy, occasionally give her gifts, invite Aisah to perform Hajj.


"Hey, I hope we can see you again?" His eyes nilar looking at Nabila in pelaminan, while recalling the good times first.


Abah was very regretful with the attitude of Ozi the child, who had betrayed Nabila.


"Bil, I'm sorry Abah well, has mismatched Nabila with Ozi." Bisik Abah to Nabila, as he said a prayer and congratulations on the marriage of Nabila and Aruliansyah, aka Arul.


"Yes Bah, Nabila is wrong, not Abah, and all let be wisdom Bah." Reply Nabila.


"Rul, Abah titip Nabila, treat Nabila like you treat your mother with good manners, hopefully only death can separate you.


"Signalah Bah, Arul will take good care of Nabila."


Now Abah realized, if the marriage was not the will or coercion of anyone, he felt guilty by what had happened, the intention of Abah marrying Nabila with his only son, who was, hope that later Ozi can change and want to continue what his parents have done. Everything is reversed.


"O Allah, forgive the guilt of your servant which precedes all your will and decrees." Abah said in his heart, after recalling his mistake that had betrothed his son on the basis of friendship, and his feelings and hopes alone.


Abah said goodbye and permission to rest, because in recent months, his health condition declined.


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Braaac...


Braaks...


it is customary in LAPAS, to wake up the inmates.


"Fahrurozzi wake!" The warden's voice surprised him.


"Yes Bang, what's wrong?" Ask Ozi.


"Laaah elo time forgot, today can be free elo...."


"Ah who really Bang?"


"Oh so you're still here?"


"How do you know I'm free."


"Yes Free,.prepare your clothes, and face the commander."


"Siaaap Bang." Seen his face so bright, he immediately went into the room where he was held, and opened the closet, immediately packed, rushed to face the LAPAS captain.


"Mas Ozi, this is his free letter? Please sign it, it's been cut off in prison, and it will be mandatory to report it for some time." Said the warden's head.


"Please sign here."


"Yes Sir...."


Fahrurrozi signed a free letter from prison, as there was enough of his prison term.


"It's Sir."


"OK, and for a while must report every week once well? On Thursday."


"Wheap Sir."


After the administrative process was completed, Ozi only carried a bag containing clothes, he inhaled free air, and took off. There was nowhere to go but he met Ustadz Burhan.


"Ah, I've met Ustadz Burhan aja, he must be at the Foundation." With a smile he stepped foot into the Foundation to meet the one he considered to be his foster brother.


Using an ojek, he headed for the Foundation. Arriving at the designated place, Ozi was surprised by the situation that had changed a lot, plus there was a new building that stood firm, bearing the words Afiat Islamic Hospital.


"Out can change."


There are other sights that not only surprise him, even make the heart slow to beat, the foundation looks so crowded with parked vehicle traffic and guests are quite classy invitation.


"Oh, maybe the opening of the hospital." Ozi said in his heart, but he went inside to ascertain what event was going on. His footsteps stopped, when he saw the flower arrangement that read, happy new life for Nabila and Arul.


The heart seems to stop instantly, blood flows throughout the body, when you see a flower arrangement lined up before entering the Foundation auditorium.


"Ozi, are you free?" Ustadz Burhan surprised him.


"Alhamdulillah, just now. When was Ustadz married?"


"I..iya Zi, isn't Mas Arul talking about yesterday?"


"Yes, anyway."


Ustadz Burhan was nervous to explain.


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