The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 74: Stuck

The rain still falls. The sky water seemed to show their existence by blindly wetting the human earth. Coupled with the baby who blew hard, making the trees on the left right side of the road, swaying with the sound of twigs and leaves that sounded so deafening. The atmosphere seems to be getting dreary and gripping when the flow of electric current is not affordable in this place. Anyone who was passing around this place instantly would surely shudder in horror.

Using the car he was driving, Fakhru was still trying his hardest to be able to cross this area. The roads are in mountainous areas, where the terrain is so difficult for him to conquer. But he has not given up, he is still trying to conquer the road he crossed.

A few hours ago, Fakhru had just returned from the residence of Adiba's brother who lived in a remote area. And now, while still on the way, he was trapped in a condition of heavy rain with few storms. The atmosphere around also felt so gripping. It was so dark, because the electricity in this area went out. The man also has to be extra careful in driving the car he drives. Worried if maybe there will be trees that suddenly fall and block the speed of the vehicle.

At a glance, Fakhru glanced to the side where there was a girl who was deep in her dream cradle. The girl looked so deep in her sleep, as if unaffected by the terrain this car was going through. Where this road shows a contour that is slightly damaged because of the many holes that decorate it, muddy, and slippery due to heavy rain that flushes this region. The young man could only paint a smile on his lips. He felt comfortable seeing the face of the girl who also looked so comfortable and without burden.

After looking at the beautiful girl who was asleep, the young man refocused forward to continue his journey.

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"Astaghfirullahalazim home..."

Decitan the sound of the car brake that was stepped on suddenly, heard deafening ears. The sudden surge of the brake pedal made the car shake a little. Thankful, nothing serious was experienced by the people who were in the car.

Feeling there was a shock, making Adiba who was still in sleep mode was a little surprised. The eyelids that were previously closed, are now slowly starting to open. He opened his eyes, trying to reach his consciousness.

"What's A'?" Adiba said as he fixed his sitting position and tidied up the veil he was wearing and set his eyes towards Fakhru.

"There are fallen trees blocking the speed of this car we drive, Diba!" Fakhru replied still fixedly staring at the situation in front of him.

Adiba shifted the look in his eyes to the point fixed by Fakhru. Sure enough, a large tree with hard wood looks crosswise blocking access to this road.

"Astaghfirullahalazim ... if it is like this, there is no way we can continue our journey A'."

With the look of the face that was filled with confusion, Adiba also seemed so riled up. He did not expect, if in the middle of his journey home, he experienced an obstacle like this.

Fakhru nodded faintly. "It seems so, Diba. There's no way I or we can get rid of this fallen tree. This tree is so big and we should definitely ask the people around."

A pretty reasonable analysis. It is not possible for a tree of this size to be moved or moved by two people. Moreover, rain conditions still fall rapidly. Surely it will make the two more hassles if you have to shift this fallen tree.

"I'm sorry A'. If I had no plans to go to my brother who is here, we would not have been caught up in this situation. I really feel guilty."

As if plagued by unpleasant feelings and also a gnawing feeling of anxiety, Diba lowered his gaze and put on a sad face. The girl felt very guilty because this plan was what made her and Fakhru experience this kind of obstruction in the middle of the road.

Fakhru only commented on the slight sweet smile on his lips. He knows what this girl is feeling. However, this is not really anyone's fault. These were all unpredictable circumstances before.

"You don't have to feel guilty like that, Diba. It's not your fault. This is a natural condition that is not friendly. And it may be beyond our predictions."

"But A', if only we hadn't visited my brother, surely this would have never happened to us A'," still showing a face filled with joy, Diba still blames himself.

"Ssssttt ... istighfar, Diba! You shouldn't say that. Something that happens to us is predestined for us. So we can't use the word if, or whatever it is. For if we say such things, we are to blame God." Fakhru sighed a little deeply and slowly he exhaled. "Yes, calm your heart. Everything's gonna be okay."

"Astaghfirullahalazim .. forgive me Rabb." Diba rubbed his face a little rough, he realized that it was not appropriate for him to say such a thing. Because after all, everything he experienced was a destiny that had been outlined for him.

"Then, now we have to how A'? Do we keep waiting in the car like this until tomorrow?" continued Diba while spreading his gaze around. The dark atmosphere still dominated, which seemed to make him even more shudder in horror.

Not much different from Diba, Fakhru also circulated his gaze around. Highlight his eyes halted in a building a little further away he had passed. The building is located on the right side of the back of the car he drives.

"It looks like it's home. Perhaps there is a resident there, Diba. And we can ask for help."

Fakhru said while pointing towards a building that when viewed from its place, like a house building that looks very simple. Diba also followed where Fakhru's index finger was, and sure enough, caught the shadow of a house standing there.

"We'll try, A'. There may be inhabitants."

Agreeing with Fakhru's suggestion, Diba agreed with what the young man said. They took their bags and jackets. Then get out of the car and start swinging their legs towards the house.

Fakhru and Diba set foot right on the terrace of this house. A building that looks so quiet, quiet and looks dark because there is only a yellow light bulb measuring 10 watts and even in a dead condition. A house building that seems uninhabited because the condition looks unkempt.

Geck... Geck... Tock....

"Assynolajet. Excuse me, is there anyone inside?"

Geck... Geck... Tock....

"Assyn.....!"

Many times Fakhru and Adiba knock on this door leaf in front of them. But it was in vain because no one answered their greetings. Fakhru's hands stretched out to touch this round door lever. He turned the doorknob and the door opened.

Fakhru and Diba throw one another a glance. It was as if they were both shocked because the door of this house was completely unlocked.

Fakhru looked for a moment thinking. But in the end, he made a decision. "We rest here only Diba. Let's go inside, maybe there's a place to rest your body. Pity if you rest in the car."

Feeling his body that was very tired and was ambushed by drowsiness that was so whack, without thinking Diba also agreed to what was proposed by Fakhru. After all, the girl was very confident that Fakhru could take care of her and herself.

"Alright A', we rest inside. I'm also very sleepy."

Fakhru only commented on her slight smile. He opened the bag he was carrying and picked up the cell phone that was in there. He intends to contact the Judge and Diba's parents to inform them that he is still trapped in this place.

"Oh my God, my phone is dead. The plan is to inform Ustadz Hakim and your parents, Diba. Let them know that we are in this place."

"Try on mine, yeah A'." Diba reached into his gaming pocket intending to pick up the phone he kept there. Diba's forehead shriveled when on the screen of his phone no signal was detected.

"What's Diba? Is your phone dead too?" Fakhru asked with a slightly frowned forehead when he saw the change in Diba's facial features that were like confusion.

"Life A', but there is absolutely no network in this place. Maybe it was a rainstorm like this. How can we tell our families?"

Fakhru smiled back. "Yes already, it's okay Diba. Now, you better rest first. Hopefully tomorrow we can ask for help to the people who live around here."

"Good A'."

In the end, they opened the unlocked door. Slowly, they swung their footsteps to enter the interior of this house. There is nothing in this building. Other than just, a slightly larger lissom and a lissy one that was only enough size to overwhelm one person.

"Rest on that big lacquer, Diba. And I, will rest in this lissy."

Fakhru gave an instruction to Diba while landing his buttocks on a smaller-sized lacquer.

"Good A'."

Swinging his legs towards the larger-sized lacquer, Diba also landed his buttocks there. He put down the bag he was carrying to make a pillow, and the girl began to lay her body there. Due to being attacked by drowsiness that was so whack and the body that felt so tired, the girl finally fell asleep again in the sea of her dreams.

As for Fakhru, the young man was still trying to endure his drowsiness. Although he could not deny that both eyelids already felt heavy. Many times the young man yawned as if asserting that he was indeed wracked by such intense drowsiness. The breeze that blows and penetrates the ventilation holes in this house seems to make Fakhru's eyes feel heavy. Unable to withstand his drowsiness, he began to lay his body on a different lacquer than the lacquer used by Diba. The man, too, embraced his dreams and tried to let go of the fatigue he felt.

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"Yes Allah Bi, why until now Diba and Fakhru have not arrived at home? Umi's really worried about Bi,"

As if overwhelmed by feelings of anxiety and worry that felt shackled to the soul, Aisyah walked back and forth in front of the porch of the house. The hour hand had shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, but the child had not yet arrived home.

"Umi has tried to contact Umi's brother who was visited by Diba and Fakhru?" abdul said make sure and try to slightly reduce the anxiety felt by the wife.

Aisyah nodded her head. "Had Bi, he said after praying isya' they bid farewell to go home. But four more hours, they haven't arrived yet Bi."

"Umi've tried contacting Fakhru or Diba?"

Trying to find a loophole who they can contact, Abdul asked about Diba or Fakhru himself. But again the wife just threw a rough breath and shook her head.

"The two have called, Bi. Both phones are inactive. How is this Bi? Umi's really worried."

Abdul, who was sitting on the terrace, began to move from his sitting position. He approached his wife and held her shoulder. "So calm mom, don't think no. The rain fell very heavily, it could be that Fakhru and Diba were trapped in the rain. Mother is calm."

Still putting on a facial expression that was overwhelmed by anxiety, Aisyah still wanted to spill her worries. "But Bi. How about..."

"Sstttt ... Umi don't talk like that. Remember Mi, that speech is prayer. Do not let all the anxiety felt by Umi become a bad thing that happened to Diba and Fakhru. It is good that we both pray, may God always protect our children from all dangers."

Hearing all the words that were spoken from the lips of the husband, made Aisyah feel a little calmer. He just nodded his head. Although the anxiety still feels so domineering but he tries to be able to calm down a little more.

"Let's go in, Mom. We wait for Diba and Fakhru inside. I hope they get home soon."

Abdul took Aisyah's hand to herd her into the house. The man is still trying to calm the heart of the wife who was hit by anxiety.

"Oh, my mother is calm. InshaAllah Fakhru and Adiba will return safe, without one less. After the rain subsides, God willing they will arrive home."

"Aamiin yes rabbal alamiin."

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