The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 96: The Inspiring Woman

"Honey, the road is slow. You are pregnant, baby!"

The full-on look of worry was clearly on Randy's face. The man's heart rippled when he saw the behavior of the wife. His wife seemed so excited down the streets paving block that would take him to the orphanage. Social change by women who had only been a dream, is now real. Occupying the former place where he lived in childhood until he was twenty-seven years old, now the building stands, standing tall, being a social parlor certainly has many benefits for women who live around this place. The term localization that was previously attached to this area, is now turning into an area wrapped in religious nuances.

Not only social work for women. A halfway house building also looks solid standing. The halfway house initiated by the Judge to accommodate the homeless who have absolutely no place to live. In this halfway house also held a variety of activities to hone the skills they have. Not to forget, religious knowledge is also tucked in this place. Every day after the Isha prayer and the dawn prayer, the Judge always took the time to fill out the study in this place.

The area that was previously decorated by the sparkling pleasures of the world, now turned one hundred and eighty degrees. Make it an area that tends to remind them more of life in the afterlife. Leading the footsteps of those around this place to the previously unguided straight path and getting lost.

"Quick Mas, I really can't wait to see them soon."

The wind that blows strong, swinging a wide hijab worn by Seroja. Make it flutter along with the baby's caress. The dry leaves were no longer able to tighten his embrace from the twig, making them fly carried by the wind.

Hap!!

Randy hugged Seroja's body from behind. With that, he was sure he could slightly slow down his wife's footsteps. There is nothing else that makes Randy's heart anxious half to death other than the safety of his wife and child.

Seroja. Both of his eyes were fully rounded when he felt his body locked by Randy's embrace. Even she was very embarrassed if there were other people who saw what her husband did.

"Please let go, don't be like this. Shame to be seen by many."

Seroja occasionally spread his gaze around. Sure enough, the people who passed by around this place just stared at him with a face that was difficult to interpret. But they seemed to be smiling as if so praising the affection seen before their eyes.

"No Honey. I won't let you go if you still walk fast like this. I'll just let you go if you walk slowly while I'm holding on."

Randy felt he had to negotiate with his wife. If not like that, he is sure if Seroja will step wide and rush like a woman who is not pregnant.

In the end, Seroja nodded her head. She felt that what her husband said was true. "Alright Mas. I'm not running around anymore."

Randy smiled knot. Slowly, he released his body twists on Seroja's body. Grabbing the wife's palm, and grasping her fingers tightly.

"Well, if it's like this it's sweet and it'll definitely calm me down."

"You could've been looking for an excuse. Just tell me if I want to go."

"Hahaha that's right, honey. I have to hold your hand, to ensure your safety."

"Hmmm .. You are too much reasoned Mas."

The couple joined hands with each other. Tracing the streets that will take them to the social parlors of women.

"Assalamu'alaikum all, sorry for my delay yes."

"Waalaikumsalam mbak Seroja's. It's okay Mommy, we just arrived too."

"Then, what should I do? And I have to how is this? I feel it's inappropriate to stand in front of a camera like this."

Only once the arrival of guests of the media crew, making Seroja was struck by overwhelming nervousness. Even his hands felt so cold from the nervousness he felt. While Randy only tried to hold tightly to the hand of the wife. Trying to dispel any sense of inferiority that might reside in the heart.

One of the news hunters whose head was wrapped in a hijab just smiled thinly. "Mbak Seroja just sat there and answered all the questions we were going to ask. And if for example there are questions from us that are privacy, then Seroja should not answer them. So it's Mommy."

Somehow the story of the existence of this home was exposed by the media. Even though so far there is only the family who knows who the originator of this woman's social home. But somehow the story is currently becoming quite viral news material on social media.

"Well, we can start now."

Accompanied by Randy, Seroja sat in a long chair made of wood. Shortly after, the woman conducted an interview session with the news hunters that will be broadcast live on one of the television stations.

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The clear threads that had previously gathered in Lily's eyes fell incessantly as the window of her heart stared at the glass screen in front of her. Inside the glass screen was clearly visible the face of the child who was interacting directly with the news hunter.

"Well, I didn't expect that our daughter would be as successful as she is today. A boy who for twenty-seven years lived apart from his two masters and whose life was filled with pettiness, is now hunted by the media for his inspiring existence."

Mukhlas who sat next to his wife also endlessly published the sweetest smile he had. The middle-aged man's heart also warmed up to see the princess whose current life had been overwhelmed by happiness. A husband who loves him so much, the warm embrace of the family, and also success in work.

"Everything has become a life scenario from Allah SWT, Mom. We never know what is going to happen to us. But one thing you should be grateful for is that God gave His guidance to Seroja. It was by God's direction that made our daughter come to this point."

Lily nodded her head. She agreed with what her husband said. "Yes Well, Mother also believes that what is currently happening to Seroja is one of the lights of love given by God to her. The woman who was previously covered in wounds, is now a woman filled with happiness that seems never to be swallowed up by time."

"Every person in the world actually gets the same opportunity to improve and invite guidance. And thank God for turning the hearts of men, extending His hand to make Seroja clean from the darkness of the life he had lived before."

In my heart, Mukhlas gave thanks incessantly. The life of the princess who was previously in darkness, now the darkness is gone and replaced by a light so bright. The present presence of the princess can truly be a source of inspiration for the women out there who may also have a life story filled with pettiness like Seroja.

God has the right to all who are chosen to receive His love and guidance. Even a night woman who may be underestimated and looked down upon also always has the opportunity to improve herself and get the light of love from Allah SWT.

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Aaaaaa.. I'm sorry because this novel was abandoned a long time ago, brother.. Astaghfirullah is so keen to make famous until willing to make many novels when the novel is still not finished. The result is the same... Oh my God, forgive me... 😌😌😌

For this Seroja novel, inshaAllah only has three or four more parts. Hopefully I can update regularly, brother.. Thank you so much for being faithful to this novel. Blessings are always for all the sisters.