The Tarnished Holy
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Hi brother, I hope not bosen yes follow the story .The groove is a bit light, but wait a little longer yes in front there will be a big mess .

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The car I was driving took a turn, entered the yard of aunt's house . Bi May did hold recounts of study at her Sunday morning ceremony for mothers as well as Maghrib week for fathers led by her own husband.

I'm not so worried auntie's gonna be busy because it's only Tuesday .

"Assalamu'alaikum !"

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Phikhar ? " Bi May's eyebrows tiptoed, it seemed that doubt was imprinted in the pair of neutrals that were now staring at me confused. "Lock !"his orders then after that had time to think first .

"What do you want to drink ?" Bi May asked as soon as I had just placed my body on the sofa .

"White water only bi !" My answer was uncomfortable, considering the tension suddenly created in our respective body language.

"Uncle is Bi ?" Ask me a pleasantie, once bi May has returned with a glass of water in her hand . The woman seemed to toss the glass in front of me and then sat right across from her handsome niece

His gaze looked at 'em, watching me who was drinking water now . I know, My face is also blackened eye bags look so striking from my old appearance ." Your uncle is out, survey some shops !" His reply then, forgot my thoughts about the view he had seen just a moment ago.

"Oh !" I nodded doubtfully without any intention of responding to it, since it was not that thing that made me stop by here . I put the glass back which now the water is no longer there.

Hygiene ... For a moment we were silent .No one has yet begun talks .

"Your mami's got word, Fikh ?" Bi May tries to break the silence that was created .They did not meet again after the drama of the proposal, but bi May knew that along the way the woman he called her brother never stopped crying, she said,he knew the woman's heart was breaking .At that time he was worried, but chose to silence him because maybe mami needs her own to calm her heart .

"Mami locked herself in Bi's room, and she didn't want to talk to Fikhar . Papi is also still very angry , fortunately Mbak Vena did not return to Jogja because he understood the conditions, so Fikhar can be a little more calm ! ."

Bi May nodded at my words just now . "There's still no word from Kyai Hashim ?" Say bi May again threw the question with a doubtful voice.I only responded to the aunt's question with a resigned coil.

"Not yet !" My complaint then while taking a slow breath, trying to expel the tightness that returns to trap.

"Mami and papi have been there three times, but no one ever mentioned anything about Ustdzah Nafis to Fikhar ! Fikhar still did not dare to ask the same mom for fear of making her cry again!" My head lowered for a moment, trying to expel all the pain present .Then back up after before her rubbing the ends of my eyes alternately .God, I don't even know when I'm this weak.

"Ustdzah Nafis pregnant huh, Bi?" I asked in a frustrated voice . Truly, for whatever reason I wanted to hear the truth from last Sunday, but no one ever wanted to talk and discuss it.Ralat , everyone silenced me and tortured me with guilt.

Bi May nodded slowly .

My eyes are wet .

"Shouldn't Fikhar be responsible, bi?"

"It should be so, but all the decisions are in the family of the Nafis Ustadzah .Bibi also yesterday got word from Jombang that Gus Pati had come and proposed to Nafis before we came!" Bi May's reply sounded concerned .

I felt this heart crumble dimly, this news was too painful to get to my hearing . I don't want to hear, at least I don't want to hear that in reality Nafisah will accept another man as her husband .If it came to that, what would happen to me, dead or crazy ?

I was silent, my face might be red, trying to dampen the heart-burning heat .For whatever sake I am not willing, will never be willing if in the end Nafisah together with other men .Whatever happens, I hope I am the man who will be with Nafisah later.Ralat ,Nafisah and his family will never accept sinners in the middle of their lives . Again I found a cry in my eyes, for whatever reason, but my heart was so sore .So hurt.

"Then, what about the child in her birth ?

Auntie, tell me what Fikhar should do to get Nafisah to marry Fikhar ?" Please ask me then with a frustrated face.

Bi May was just grimacing, I locked her pair of neutrals with great expectations .

"Auntie doesn't know Fikhar !"He said, forcibly breaking down all remaining hope ,Sick ,why answer 'No' I heard from his mouth.

"Should Fikhar be married to Ustdzah Nafis bi, should be Fikhar because Fikhar is the one who took away his future!"Refute me, still can not accept fully.

"Forget him Fikhar ! There are many other women out there .Forget him, for to us it is impossible to obtain him . Let auntie find one like Nafis's ustazah !" Errata bi May is like trying to calm my heart. I froze for a long time, do I really not deserve it?

"No aunt, no one destroys Fikhar more than Ustdzah Nafis .Fikhar was so sorry that this incident happened that Fikhar was stuck with a very painful feeling !" Then I said with tears .For whatever reason but if you can be honest, this eye has never let out its water for so long.

Bi May was silent, maybe she didn't know what to explain to me .

"There is nothing in this world impossible, if Allah has willed it to happen .Then it will happen !" In the end, May threw a breath and then left to pick up something.

"Go home Fikhar ... Be holy and repent, if you truly seek tranquility in life ! Run, and pursue ...A speck of light from God that is currently in front of your eyes because aunty saw that direction will soon come to you !" Saying bi May while offering a prayer guidebook to me .I'm afraid 'Hidayah' to me it's just a lie .

But , I found a reassuring look as soon as I looked up and looked into his eyes. .

"Go home !" Smooth removal .And I was like a fool, nodding and receiving the book that my aunt loved me.

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