Tiba Khitbah
Memory of the Past

"Zahra, can we have a chat for a second?" asked Arina, the middle-aged woman who was none other than the woman who would become Zahra's future in-law first.

"Waalaikumsalam, Ma," Zahra replied, smiling at Arina.

Zahra wiped away her tears, while rising to greet Arina's mother.

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7 Years ago

With his haru gaze and heart beating out of normal movement, Zahra stared at the faces of his papa and prospective husband in turn. The faces of the two men looked tense and worried. Of course, the natural feeling that is always felt by the bride and the family before the agreement is spoken.

The rabbit in the heart of the beautiful girl also seemed to want to jump outside, when the pengulu asked about the groom's readiness to get married.

Yes, soon the most moving and thrilling moment for them will begin. In a fraction of a second Zahra's status will be labeled the wife of the man.

The 20-year-old girl who had just completed her S1 studies looked really beautiful with a white wedding dress worn. Yes, Zahra looks like a princess from a fairyland that is famous for her beauty and elegance.

'O Allah, make it easy for the marriage contract of the servant, ' said Zahra in his heart because the hand of Abi and her future husband is currently shaking each other.

"I married my biological son, Zahra Alia bint Abdullah, with a dowry of a set of prayer tools and 10 grams of gold in cash...."

A loud speech in one breath out of the father's mouth.

"I accept the marriage of Zahra Alia bint Abdullah with the dowry of a set of instruments of prayer in ...,"

Suddenly Zahra's future husband stopped speaking, his mouth shaking, as if he wanted to continue his words, but it seemed like the series of words were too difficult to express.

The face of Zahra's future husband looks pale, his eyes look soft, weak and not powerful.

Brukkka ....

The body of Zahra's future husband is now slumped with tightly closed eyes.

The man named Raka instantly fainted right in front of the ruler. Hands that shake off in an instant.

"Raka...," cried both of Raka's parents simultaneously.

"Mas Raka..," cried Zahra hysterically.

The beautiful face coated with natural make-up of modern brides looks panicked, worried very much with tears that fall like a heavy rain and reluctant to stop.

The entire audience present at my wedding also looked shocked and hysterical. The sounds of screeching and screaming blended into one of the various corners of Zahra's house.

With a sliced heart, Zahra then walked quickly closer to her future husband.

Zahra looked at that face carefully. The handsome face of the groom-to-be looks very pale, weak and helpless.

Afraid, Zahra felt a feeling of fear. A different feeling and he had never felt it before.

"Mas, what happened to you?"

Zahra shouted loudly while hugging her future husband..

"Zahra, let Raka go!"

One of Zahra's families forcibly removed Zahra's embrace from her future husband, then some people came to greet Raka with a swift gesture.

"Take me off! I want to accompany Mas Raka," cried Zahra while trying to escape this who was detained not to approach Raka.

"Zahra, Istighfar!"

Various angles asked me to be conscious and remember his God. However, Zahra could no longer control herself.

With heavy strides, Zahra ran and set foot following the group that captured Raka.

The long and heavy wedding dress that Zahra was wearing made her steps obstructed, "Tightly bother this dress!" zahra was upset.

But the beautiful dress still did not hinder Zahra's intention to follow Raka. While lifting the dress, he continued to run through the tent and pelaminan without using footwear.

"Papa ..., Ara's coming!"

Zahra shouted loudly when she saw the car was going to take her future husband.

Prospective father-in-law Zahra turned to me with a look of pity, "Son, you're here, Papa will be back soon!" Ban the middle-aged man.

But, Zahra still insisted on wanting to accompany. With his strength and to avoid long debates, Zahra was finally allowed to accompany his future father-in-law.

These tears continued to pour, Zahra made her thigh as a pillow so that Raka felt comfortable.

Zahra's right hand continued to stroke Raka's hair and her left hand held Raka's hand. With a sad face, the bride-to-be continued to look at the face of the man who was very loved.

Meanwhile, Papa Raka was driving at high speed, heading for the nearest hospital. But fate says otherwise, man can only strive, but the end result remains God who determines. The things of sustenance, death and soul mate have indeed been determined by God long before man was born into the world. No one can resist death. Whether it is children, young or old, all the same, will die when it is time.

Yes, God said another, even before reaching the hospital, Raka was no longer alive. The day that should have been a happy day for us ended up being a cry of tears. The man is gone forever.

"Mas Raka ...," cried Zahra hysterically as Raka began to have difficulty breathing.

Yes, Raka Zahra's future husband had opened his eyes for a while before exhaling his last breath.

"Darling .., sorry that Mas can no longer be by your side."

The weak and trembling voice that came out from Raka's mouth was forced. Clasping Zahra's hand with the remnants of her strength, Raka smiled before finally closing her eyes.

"Mas ..., don't leave me!"

Hysterical screeches out of Zahra's mouth which of course could not accept this situation.

The car driven by his future father-in-law was immediately in the brake suddenly because he heard Zahra's screech. It was with great sadness that the middle-aged man uttered, "Innalillahiwainnaillaihirojiun."

With a flat face that tried to look tough, prospective father-in-law Zahra finally by quickly turning the car back to his home.

Zahra's heart began to fall into disarray, her eyes unceasingly crying as she looked at her handsome future husband. Today should be the day of their marriage contract, the day on which the status of the two brides will change into a husband and wife, but the reality is different. God had another plan, God took Zahra's soulmate a second before kabul was spoken. The Lord took the priestly candidate whom Zahra loved the very day he would have the status of being his dream.

The heart of which woman will not be hurt and broken, the heart of which woman will not be hurt, the heart of which woman will not be sliced, if she experiences the events that Zahra is experiencing now.