Wisdom of Love: KALA LOVE TREATS WOUNDS
SOMEONE PROPOSED

The atmosphere of silence is now so pronounced, where there is only the sound of sheets of paper that become the rhythm of the accompaniment of the expression of the heart of a beautiful girl named Niana in the library building that morning.

The girl's eyes were fixed on the figure of the handsome man who was now in front of her, the look of her eyes showing a huge hope to the man. The man who had just become the object of Niana's long-held expression of feelings. Yes he is Ameer, a man who is very indifferent and cold in his eyes, but so caring if reminded in kindness.

Unlike Niana, Ameer actually did not look at Niana at all at this time, his gaze had only been fixed on the laptop in front of him, although his fingers are no longer busy dancing on a laptop keyboard.

"Sorry." One word that managed to come out of the man's mouth after quite a long silence.

Niana knitted her eyebrows at Ameer's answer, which she said was still unclear.

"Sorry, may you be met with a man who is better than me, who can guide you to get closer to God," he said again making the eyebrows Niana who had been linked to relax instantly.

Rejection, it was a rejection packed in a more subtle language, Niana clearly realized that. He then turned his face with eyes that began to look blurry by tears, his heart like being pinched, sick and disappointed he certainly felt, he said, added to the shame because he revealed but he was also rejected.

Niana looked at the ceiling of the library while taking a deep breath and exhaled slowly so that her tears would not spill.

"Aamiiin, thank you for your prayers, may you also meet a good woman," he said then with a bitter smile then baranjak from his seat and left Ameer who was still in his place without doing anything.

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Not noticeably, a year has now passed so quickly, carrying the wounds and disappointments that once lay in the heart are now gone like dust swept by the wind.

There are no more wounds, only longs who faithfully reign in the heart of Rabiah. I miss someone far away. There is never communication, only prayer that is always connected to the Owner of Longing.

The sky now shows an orange color, clad in white clouds that are so charming. Rabiah was staring in amazement at the beautiful sky that afternoon in the campus corridor. Without realizing it, a beautiful smile was on her thin lips.

"Where? Are you happy to see the sky?" asked Khadijah who had accompanied Rabiah to look at the sky.

"God is so beautiful in His creation, you see the storks, they begin to fly together back to their place after a long day of searching for sustenance," said Rabiah while pointing at some of the storks that were flying in the sky.

Without making a sound, Khadijah looked up to see what Rabiah showed while nodding.

"You know, the stork is often used as a symbol of loyalty, they are one of the animals that are known to tend to be loyal to the nest and its partner. The proof, every morning they will go in search of sustenance and return in the afternoon on the spot and with the same partner."

"Yes, too" murmured Khadijah.

"Well, I hope that your relationship with my brother is lasting and always filled with happiness, without any interference from a third person, I say this because I have felt it and it feels really sick. Take it easy, my twin brother is a loyal person, he will not want to be duplicitous unless you ask for it yourself," Rabiah chuckled at the end of his sentence.

"What the hell are you so bad." Khadijah hit Rabiah's arm slowly.

"Hello dedek, how are you doing in the baby, healthy always well, look at this ummi you, have dared to mukulin this mama of yours," said Rabiah right in front of the stomach of Khadijah which has been bulging quite large for about 8 months.

"Mama?" Khadijah repeated the words of Rabiah who said he was a mother to the baby who was still in his stomach.

"Yes mama, I am Rahul's twin brother, so Rahul's son is my son too" Rabiah replied.

"Oh so, kirain was you also want to be a mama, uh," said Khadijah.

"What the hell, how to be a mama, his father just does not exist yet," seloroh Rabiah then they laughed together.

"Ekhem.. When are you guys gonna giggle there? I've been mossing you guys, since" said Rahul, who had just arrived at their place.

"Astaghfirullah, yes sorry brother, I forgot that now there is already a nugguin Khadijah" said Rabiah.

"You have also been waiting, let's go home quickly, already want this maghrib loh, kasian bumilku," said Rahul while embracing Kadija with his right hand, while his left hand gently rubbed Khadijah's stomach.

"Who's waiting for Biah?" ask Rabiah while walking on the side of Khadijah.

"Either, said Ummi, today there is someone who wants to propose to you, they have been at home since then" replied Rahul.

"Loh, why don't you tell Biah anyway? dumel Rabiah with lips that now look manyun.

"Yes, so let's quickly go home mengedumel himself here will not solve anything." Khadijah pulled Rabiah's hand and walked together outside the campus gate where Rahul's car had been parked there.

The car driven by Rahul is now speeding through the streets are quite crowded because it coincides with the hours of returning home from work.

"Sister, ummi said what?" ask Rabiah who is very clear is not calm at this time.

"Ummi was asking for your position, he said you were asked to go home quickly because there are people who want to propose to you, ummi has tried to contact your number, but not in the lift," explained Rahul.

"Eh yes, there are many missed calls from ummi, but why didn't I hear yah? the feeling of my phone is not being silent," Rabiah monologue while trying to call back her mother.

"Well, I wasn't picked up anyway" he said after waiting for a while.

"Sister, cepasi dong, Biah must arrive immediately at home, this time Biah does not want to take another step wrong," he said.

"Yes, this is fast" Rahul said.

Not long after, they arrived home. With a hurry, Rabiah got out of the car and stepped quickly into the house.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, ummi, abi" Rabiah said as he entered the house looking for Yasmin and Yusuf.

But his steps stopped when he saw the living room was empty.

Quickly, Rabiah again stepped into the family room that sounded crowded. He walked in, but he did not notice at all who the people who were currently sitting on the sofa, the focus of which was his father and mother.

"Ummi," he called back when he saw his mother near the dinner table preparing dinner dishes.

"Biah, you've come, baby" said Yasmin.

"Ummi, what's going on? Why so many people? What is Rahul's true saying?" cecar Rabiah with a hunting breath.

"Biah, calm down, drink this water first," Yasmin said and gave a glass of water to Rabiah.

Rabiah who indeed felt his throat dry because of panic immediately drank it up to the toilet.

"Well, if you're calm, ummi will explain everything, so listen carefully" Yasmin said slowly.

Rabiah just nodded with a hand that now holds the strong glass that was filled with drinking water.

"Today, a man came with his family to propose to you, ummi and abi have not decided because ummi and abi know, your current decision is more important, but your, so ummi will ask you again are you ready to restart the marriage relationship?"

Rabiah shook, for some reason now his tongue was a bit out, so difficult for him to answer yes or no because his own heart said it was ready but depending on who he was going to start with.

His heart was currently feeling racing, making his feelings uneasy not a concern.

"Dee,?" call Yasmin to instantly disperse her daydream.

"Before answering, come here, ummi will meet you with the man," Yasmin said and gently pulled Rabiah's hand. While Rabiah just looked down while following where his mother took him. Never mind seeing who the man is, just raise his face he can not afford.

Now Yasmin took Rabiah to the sofa where Joseph and several people were sitting together, including the man. Slowly Yasmin sat Rabiah next to Joseph and sat beside him.

"Dearly, today there is a man who wants to propose to you, he is kind, handsome, sholeh, and for sure he does not have a wife, he is still a tall bachelor. You are grown up and have enough experience to determine your own way of life, so leave all these decisions to you" explained Joseph.

Rabiah was still shaking, his hand still firmly grasping the glass that he had been holding since.

"But before you decide, you'd better see the guy first." Joseph spoke again.

Rabiah slowly raised his face to see who the man was as his father suggested.

Rabiah's eyes immediately rounded, his heart was pounding faster, for a moment he felt as if he was in a dreamland, until he did not realize the glass that he had been holding firmly had now slipped off and fell to the floor.

Prawn

"Sister Ameer," his mind with tears that began to pool in his eyes, to blur his vision.

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