The Story of the Children of the Juragan
71. That voice
Wulan went back to the room, to pick up her phone. Then throw his body in a lounge chair while surfing in cyberspace.
Suddenly he changed his sitting position to be more serious, while staring at the screen of his phone when he saw a small child who was singing the Adhan.
Below the picture is also a series of writings that are assembled, and he can only find out the meaning through the translation written below.
Somehow his heart was so touched by the voice of the little boy, which sounded so melodious in the ears and so soothing to his heart. Until he turned it around repeatedly.
Sometimes he overhears the sound of Adhan. Often met with Aisyah and some of her friends who wear hijab, but her heart also looks ordinary.
But after his meeting with Salman, it all felt so different. It touched his qalbu so much that it entered his soul.
Grandma who was about to call him to invite him to dinner was stunned, and stood behind the door by the balcony.
His blood rippled strangely when he heard the sound of the Adhan from a very close distance. His heart was covered in a much calmer calmness, than all this time he had obtained.
Wulan played the video many times. Both himself and grandma were pervading the strands of the sentence.
Until unknowingly grandpa was standing near his wife. He was surprised when he saw his wife and grandson both quietly listening to the Adhan.
"Didn't you call Wulan for dinner?" His voice surprised the grandma and Wulan which coincided with the cessation of the sound of the Adhan.
The girl immediately turned off her phone, and turned to see what was happening.
"Yes, this is me calling her too." Grandma looked at Wulan.
"Let's have dinner together." Wulan nodded and stood up.
"Wulan felt overwhelmed, calling for dinner only, should be person two." chuckled the girl to melt the atmosphere.
Wulan's heart immediately beat fast, it turns out that since last grandma noticed him when playing video adhan. He felt bad about both of them.
They are sitting around the dining table. One by one of the three people took turns taking food on the table. Then they started feeding food into each other's mouths.
For a moment the atmosphere seemed tense, but eventually each of them began to ask each other about what activities were done today. So now the atmosphere seems to melt and more alive.
"Let's take a break soon, tomorrow we should be even more excited to welcome the day" said grandpa reminded.
"Every grandpa." Wulan glued the tips of the fingers onto her eel with a smile, making grandma and grandpa also smile towards her.
The three of them together cleaned up the leftovers and washed the dirty dishes. After that, they went back to their rooms to clean themselves and went to sleep.
In the room, the elderly couple who could not sleep was talking.
"Why are you silent when our grandchildren hear that singing voice?"
"Apa itu suara menyanyi?"
Grandpa spread his shoulders, a sign that he also did not know.
"You haven't answered my question" said grandpa.
"Actually I want to call Wulan. But, my legs were suddenly hard to walk. Because hearing that voice was so soothing to my heart. All this time, I have been living comfortably and peacefully. It turns out I was wrong, there was something that made me feel a lot calmer and serene. That was the voice." Grandma said honestly to her husband.
The man took a deep breath before responding to his wife's words, which inexplicably pierced his heart.