Ali Muhammad Al-Hasan has tried to forgive you. But in the end, you are the only one I believe will be my soul mate later. This morning looks so bright, as bright as my flowery mood. I see from a distance, that it looks so dashing and beautiful, the charm behind the smile that spreads across the crowd. I wanted to say hello to him, but just seeing him was so happy. Step by step walking in the arms came to me full of surprises. "Assalamu'alaikum ukhti Alfi?" he greeted me gently. "Walaikumussalam warohmatullah akhi Ali" I returned the greeting without seeing his face. "Can I borrow a sociolinguistic book? Incidentally, two days ago I did not attend Mr. Tito's course because I was not feeling well," said Ali. "Okay Ali, I will bring it tomorrow. Sorry if there was an error in the writing. I said with my head down. "Oh it's okay, I'll wait in class tomorrow! See you, Assalamu'alaikum. While running to meet his friend and left me gone. I answered "Wa'alaikumussalam warohmatullah". May you always be in Allah's protection. Honestly, I feel happy with my love for my Lord making me closer to Him.
I stepped my foot towards the mosque because the time showed 3 pm, the time to perform the Ashar prayer. "Allhummaghfirl dzunb waftahl abwba rahmatik" (Oh Allah, open for me the doors of Your mercy). It feels like so relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in this mosque. When I finished the Ashar prayer, suddenly my friends came to greet me cheerfully while offering me some novels for me to read. "Hey Al? never thought we'd meet here!! Have you prayed Asrhar?" Delina said warmly. "Thank God, just finished Del," I said while folding the mukena. "Oh yeah, we're bringing you some novels for you to read, who knows this could be a reference for your final project?" said Naila.
"Wow Masya Allah, the titles of these novels are very interesting," I answered while holding two novels and when I read the title I was immediately interested to read them. The two novels are entitled History of the Prophet Muhammad SAW and his companions and Religion and Love. "Well I brought these two novels, hopefully they will be finished in one week. I'll return it to you later, okay?" I said while reading the synopsis. "Yeah Al, take it easy. You can come back anytime you want." Naila said with a smile. Then I hugged Naila and Delina while saying "Thank you guys, you are the best. Come on let's go home, because pak Udin has already picked me." "Let go!! Delina and Naila said in unison.
As usual, pak Udin and I always took my friends home, because the road to our house is in the same direction. So I decided to take them home with me. And they agreed. Pak Udin is a personal driver in my family, he has served for decades and is very skilled at driving. When I was leaving the mosque with my friends, suddenly I heard the chanting of the holy Qur'an which was so melodious. The voice came from the line divider which was closed by the barrier between men and women. I want to stay silent in this mosque while waiting for the voice to disappear. I fell in love with her sweet voice, not the first time I heard this voice. Oh Allah, allow me to meet the owner of this sweet voice when reciting the Holy Qur'an. Ya Robb close my heart to his heart if we are matched, amiiiin. I suddenly woke up from my daydream because Delina grabbed my hand and said; "Al, what are you thinking? There's Naila already in front of the car" said Delina. "I'm sorry, I heard the voice of the ikhwan reading Al-Qur'an Nai," I said firmly. (Ikhwan) is a male term in Arabic. "Wow, you fell in love with his voice huh? Tomorrow we'll be back here again, okay?" Delina said as she grabbed my hand and we walked out of the mosque. I feel ashamed of Delina, but on the other hand, I'm happy. Delina is one of my close friends since high school, she and Naila are the best friends I have. They always make me smile in joy and sorrow. I love them.
The day changed, as usual, I went to campus and was escorted by pak Udin. I see the trees around me are so beautiful and cool, the birds are chirping beautifully, and the leaves are dancing to the rhythm of the wind. It looks so perfect, I wrote his name on the foggy car window and then I erased it again. Suddenly, Pak Udin voice shattered my imagination, "Neng Alfi has arrived," while smiling with an aging face. Pak Udin facial skin looks so wrinkled, but he still works to provide a living for his family. Masha Allah sometimes I get moved to see it. "thank you pak Udin. Pick me up as usual pak Udin. Assalamu'alaikum" I said and headed to class.
Naila and Delina were already waiting for me in front of the mading room, our routines who came first had to wait in front of the mading room, hihi. "Hy Al, thank God it's finally here! We've been waiting for 5 minutes here," said Delina with a big smile. Followed by a nod of Naila. "Wow Masya Allah, thank you guys for being loyal hehe, let's go to class," I said while holding my two best friends. Because our class is on the 5th floor we just stay straight, because the location of the mading room is not far from our class. Still both on the 5th floor. The atmosphere in the class is so crowded because the lecturers haven't come yet, so friends are still cool to tell stories. We immediately sat in the middle row because there were only three empty seats.
Step by step sounded so close and it was Ali Muhammad Al-Hasan, "Assalamu'alaikum ukhti Alfi, bring the notebook I ordered?" Ali said smiling at me."Yes I brought it, here is the book you ordered,"Â while taking it out of the bag and giving it to Ali. "Thanks, Alfi who is pious, beautiful, and kind." While looking at me deeply and then going to his seat, it was his words that made me a flower. Sounds simple and like a joke, but full of meaning. I want to look back at him, but what can I do if the owner doesn't approve of him. I want to get love and ridho from Him.
"Assalamu'alaikum good morning friends, how are you today? We will continue with last week's meeting, have the materials been downloaded?" That's roughly the sentence that came out of a sociolinguistic lecturer. Four hours have passed, and this morning's class is over. It was time to hurry to the mosque because it was already noon. I invited my best friends to pray in the congregation, it turned out that they were both absent. Finally, they waited for me in the foyer of the mosque. I climbed the steps of the mosque quickly so that I could pray in the congregation. Masyaallah your greatness is extraordinary, I see everyone flocking to the mosque to perform the midday prayer together. Oh Allah, Oh the Greatest Essence, gather us in goodness with those who are obedient. Gather us into your paradise later. Amiiin yarobbal alamiin. "Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullah" said the imam. Indicates that the midday prayer has ended.
Alhamdulillahirobbil Alamin I am grateful for the blessings that Allah has given me. When I got out of the mosque, I heard the sound of the holy Qur'an chanting again, which was so melodious. Accidentally when I came down the stairs, the curtain was opened. And I saw who the person behind his melodious voice was, it turned out to be Ali Muhammad Al-Hasan. The person whom I have tucked his name in my prayers for the third night. It turns out that he is also the voter of that melodious voice, Masya Allah almighty you have created such a perfect human in my eyes. But my love for You will never fade, Oh Allah giver of life. "Oh Allah, is it possible for us to be together in your blessing? Is it possible that he also has the same feelings for me?
Can I hope in You, Oh Allah who turns hearts! If You allow, please close my heart to his heart. And if not then keep this feeling and lose it in my hope." Instantly I stared at him from a distance, and accidentally he turned and looked at me. I woke up and ran out of the mosque. "Oh my Allah, why is it like this? Why does my heart keep beating fast! I will not love him more than I love You." On the terrace of the mosque, my best friends were talking while waiting for me to finish praying. Oh Allah, thank you for giving us two friends who are so loyal. "It's done Al, it's taking a long time! You must be praying for a mate, hehe..." said Delina while teasing me. "What is it Del? It's a secret, hehe..., while sitting on the porch of the mosque. "Hopefully Alfi will find a mate soon, amiin," Naila said praying. "Amiin, Oh Allah may we all meet our soul mate soon," I said firmly. "Amiin Yarobbal Alamin" my friends answered simultaneously.
When I was continuing to read the novel while waiting for an invitation, suddenly a shadow approached in front of me. Turns out it was Ali. I mumbled and accidentally looked into his eyes, "why did he come to me? What is this! Why is my heart beating so fast!" He also looked at me deeply, as if there was something he wanted to say but was held back by the situation. It was my best friends who lightened the mood. "Hey Li, is there anything we can help you with?" said Delina. Then Ali and I both looked away in different directions. "Oh this is Del, I want to return Alfiyandreena Azma notebook (a thousand wealth and prosperity blessed by Allah). That's your name right?" said Ali with a look so deep. I immediately replied, "yes that's my name, thank you for interpreting it correctly." Thank you again for the book, thank you for writing it carefully." said Ali, handing him the book. "But why are there two books? I said while looking at the book. "This one is for you, you can read the contents later. Maybe it's not perfect, but I want you to help correct the words," said Ali, scratching his head. "Hmmph, okay, I'll read it at home, I'll just underline it if there are words that aren't okay. So that later you can easily revise it," I said while putting the book into my bag. "Cieeee" my two friends began to tease. I decided to end the conversation because pak Udin had arrived. "I,m Sorry Ali, I say goodbye, because pak Udin has already picked me, Assalamu'alaikum.." while inviting my best friends. "Wa'alaikumussalam, be careful on the road". Ali said while waving his hand.
