The Light of Love Pesantren
The Nazwa Azzahra Dinata

"Nazwa" tears were already unstoppable on the faces of the two middle-aged people

They tightly hugged their beloved daughter, there was no doubt, her face, her voice nothing changed for them, whereas the hugged Zahra suddenly just fell silent with a strange feeling that spread in her heart

"hiks torch you back, son"

"mother misses Nazwa"

While Zikri and Syifa who saw the three people in front of him just silently watched them, lucky parking is quiet because the event will start soon

"Sorry buk, sir, but I don't know you guys, maybe you're the wrong person" Zahra said, letting go of their arms

Meanwhile, Nazwa's father and mother, who heard this, wept even more, without asking if they knew that their daughter had lost her memory of the incident

"We're not wrong, son, you're Nazwa, our son who went missing two years ago" she said, wiping away her tears

"Dad can take you to the hospital right now, if you still don't believe" said the father firmly but his voice sounded trembling

"Is there evidence like photographs?" ask Zahra slowly

"this is a picture of us at your brother's wedding, and this is a photo at your graduation" mother handed the phone to Nazwa who still did not believe

"Jewish? I'm done with college?"

"you're even an Oxford university graduate and have already earned a medical degree"

"a what?" Zahra was shocked to hear that, he thought he was just a village boy who drowned in the sea then finally stranded and was in the village where he lived all this time. But it turns out he is the son of a businessman who disappeared after two years, so no wonder he is good at medicine, because one of the best university graduates in the world

"My name is who?"

"Nazwa Azzahra Dinata"

Nazwa was increasingly shocked to hear that, it turned out that it was true they were his parents, the meaning of the letter 'D' behind his name which is often questioned turned out to be his family surname

"Nazwa misses you" he said sounding very soft, even though his adoptive family treats him very well, but sometimes there is an inexplicable longing in his heart that makes him sometimes think to look for his biological family, not because he does not like to live there, but he felt that there was a responsibility he had to fulfill.

"We miss you more, son, it's been two years since you disappeared, we always wish you were alive even if it felt impossible, after two weeks of searching for the plane's victim, and you were declared missing, we feel like we failed at being good parents to you"

"Aircraft casualties?" zahra asked, confused

"When you got home from Oxford the plane you were on crashed, son, and you couldn't be found by the officers, he said, it was then that the first day of the search and your brother came home with your white coat and black bag, we were happy to think you survived, but in fact it was just your stuff, while your body does not exist"

"where are you going now?"

"there's an event at Ardi's school so can't go"

"The ardi?"

"your nephew"

"sssshhhtt" Nazwa held his head that felt spinning, too many facts were revealed today, making his head dizzy as scene after scene blur continued to spin in his head

"Don't force yourself to remember everything slowly"

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The sound of hadroh sounded melodious welcoming the invited guests who were present at the wedding

Instantly, a memory swirled in Nazwa's head like a movie, but it still looked very blurry

"Shhh" he almost fell if his mother did not immediately catch his body

"why are you, son? if it's not healthy, we'd better go home"

"my head is so dizzy, like there's a forgotten memory, but it still looks black and white, have I been here before?"

"Let's tell me after we're done from here, or we'll go home now and I'll talk to you, Mr. Kyai"

"Nazwa is no papa" Nazwa said, trying to convince his parents

"Where are you going?" Mr. Wiraguna was astonished to see Nazwa who was even headed for the seat of the santri guardians

"Nazwa will be here as Zikri's representative, because Ms. Reni can't attend"

"But.." Mom's speech hangs when dad gives the code through the glances of his eyes and luckily mom quickly captures the meaning of the code

"Yes, it will be right after the event we have finished gathering at the place" said his mother and quickly replied to a nod by Nazwa

"If everything comes, pesantren do not fit, santrinya only can reach thousands" replied Zikri

"How come you got it?"

"Because Zikri is special" he said proudly making Nazwa snort to see him

"Sister Zahra" Nazwa who was watching the surroundings turned towards Zikri who was looking at him with a sad look

"why?"

"So Zahra's sister's family? Zahra's going to go, right?" tanyanya lowered

Nazwa stroked the top of Zikri's head and smiled, he understood however two years was not a short time for his companionship

"Later Brother Zahra will often stop by"

"But then if Brother Zahra stopped by the house and kept Zikri in the cottage how?"

"Later Brother Zahra came here"

"Promise?"

"promise"

A boisterous sound of applause was heard which mostly came from the Santriwati who Nazwa believed to be aliyah level, can be seen from the color of their sarongs are slightly different

"They why?" nazwa asked puzzledly and turned to look towards Zikri who was sitting next to her

"Sister Zahra saw there" Zikri pointed to the right side of the stage and Nazwa could see two men dressed in white, dressed in black with white peci, and a black turban attached to the shoulders

"They're who?" nazwa asked because the distance was quite far from his current position

"They are two famous pesantren crown princes, who wear a batik sarong on their waist named Gus Rayhan, next to whom is Gus Fatih, handsome right?"

Nazwa shook his head in ignorance because their faces were not clearly visible, but hearing the name called Zikri made him feel different things in him

"Have I met or known them before? why does it feel familiar?" his mind kept asking

"Well, who wears a batik holster around the waist who is about to marry" Nazwa, who heard Zikri's words, only nodded his head as memory after memory continued to spin in his head like a colorless film

"Zikri" a boy came rushing towards them, fortunately they were sitting on the edge under a mango tree, so did not bump into the other invited guests

Nazwa may not remember that in the same place he and three friends prefer to sit there when there is a ponpes event

"why Zahid?"

"Sir Aziz asked for help, he said to come to the ummi house and bring santriwati one so he said to accompany the bride"

"is it not Ustadzah Salwa?"

"Ustadzah Nadifa was suddenly sick stomach kayak want lahiran that, continue Ustadzah Salwa same Ustadzah Hana follow panic, finally come to the hospital"

"Keep ummi nyari santriwati what class?" Zahid who heard the question from Zikri shook his head because he rushed here and had not even had time to ask

"Soalya ana does not know the brothers Santriwati" said Zahid with his emotional accent

"Whose brother is sitting next to whom?" point Zahid at Nazwa who looks around

"That's the older sister who often ana storyain it loh"

"What if he's all right"

"But..."

"What's Zikri?" Nazwa who had felt talked about

"emmm that's Brother Zahra-"

"We ask for help Zahra's sister to escort the bride to the pelaminan" Zahid said in a breath

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