Rasul Allah (sal Allahu alaihi wa sallam) said: “By Allah, I am not afraid that you will be poor, but I fear that worldly wealth will be bestowed upon you as it was bestowed upon those who lived before you. So you will compete amongst yourselves for it, as they competed for it, and it will destroy you as it did them." [Bukhari]

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Love Story Part Finale Part 1 (A Wish)

Narrated by Abu Hurayrah: The Prophet (peace be upon him) said: A man follows the religion of his friend; so each one should consider whom he makes his friend. {Book 41, Number 4815 : Sunan Abu Dawud}

                   "Yes, come on in, she's been waiting", the guard in charge letting Danial in with his father's old car. "Wow, it's still the same since the last time i came. What should i say to her parents? What do you think, unc?", "Well, how about start with 'salam', then let them know why are you here". With his habit of sweaty palms, his agitation created an intense environment. As he was walking down the huge hallway, a 5-feet retired engineer from a prestigious company shook his hand as a greeting, "Salam, long time no see, doing well? How's here, Malaysia? The humid is not like Australia i suppose". "Laughing in this early morning, is not lively of you honey", intruded his wife. "Here, have some tea, help yourself with the 'karipap', i made them this morning. Well, it's uncle's favorite", "Thanks, dear, you always know how to tackle a husband's heart, Dan, help yourself". Danial nodded nervously as he was dining with two lively lions. "So, what brings you here?"

                     He put down his tea, "Well, the thing is, i have something hat i want to talk about with Amirah, i hope she's free, she said she has no plans for today", break the ice with a smile. "Alright, i'll call her down", "So, in the mean time, i hear you got an interview in my previous company, how did it go?". Meanwhile, in the upper floor, "Mira, Danial is downstairs, waiting for you. He said he has something say. What did you two talk about?", a girl who was staring at the window, cheerfully went downstairs. "Salam, Dan, how's the interview go? Any luck?", "Salam, well, they say i have good points, but they will contact me next week". Amirah sat between her parents, with a calm face she refilled their teas, "Here, you look washed out". "It's ok, i'm here because i want to give you the answer", he stood up, as she and her parents observed keenly. 

                    "What's my love for in this world? Well, after a hard long of analyzing, i'm just lost, because before this i really don't care about love because for me, love is too complicated. My parents didn't really know me, just met me before school & at dinner, well, they're trying to make a living like they say. The only true friend i had since childhood was you, Amirah. Making jokes, scolded me, be there when i fell into the deepest hole, always made me your hero as if i'm superman. I thought that feeling was mutual, as i'm your forever protector. Now, since you went & left me to be with the real 'Protector', i was lost, so i followed you, i want to see this new protector that made you so confident, the side that i've never seen. Now i know, who He is, and i want to know Him with all my heart, so that i can be stronger just like you. My love, is still a mystery that i haven't solve. So, that's my answer, i don't have any more for you. Because i know you will find a better answer, you always one step in front. Okay, so, i'll take my leave now. Sorry for the disturbance. Salam". He maintained his composure & left them.

                    While his uncle caught him with a confuse face imprinted due to his confession, "What are you doing? You came all the way here, to show that you're that weak? Should not be that rash, why didn't....", "I'm sorry, but i've made my mind". "Wait! Let me walk you two out, you really came. As a host, let me", Danial agreed with the young lady's request. "As the daughter of 'the man of the house', i can't refuse". They moved to the car, both of them didn't say a word, while the uncle had a hard time trying to figure out the what to say along the way home. "I hope you'll not regret with your decision. Well, it's been a long time i've seen your serious face, the last time was when you're working hard for your boxing tournament. That's when i fell in love with you". They stopped walking, time froze at that instant. "I thought i was kinda lost for awhile, dreaming like a normal teenager, finding love like they say. But, you were just too dense, you can't see anything but yourself. That's why i tried to find a new protector that can be there with me always. Now, like you said, i did find Him, and He showed me something that you can't, but he wanted me to have someone that can help me along the way. At that time, i thought it was Kamal, but it just doesn't add up, especially when he already got a partner to lead her to the everlasting destiny".

                   "I'm sorry, but i really can't be that guy to lead you, i'm not that strong....", "But....", both of them couldn't move as if there was glue under their shoes. "Well, if that's what you think, then i can't force you to change yourself, right? It's okay, i believe with what you say, i'll find someone that can be the knight, be Allah's soldier which will protect me. That's that, i hope you find someone that you can help to lead. Be stronger, take care, insyaAllah. See you later", she smiled & waved. He smiled back, "Salam, Amirah, thanks, good bye", "Salam, Dan, thanks too". He turned around awhile as the maiden of the house seem further, & further away. Suddenly, a Volvo sports car, which was at the right time but at the wrong place, curved straight to a collision with Danial. "Aaaaargh....".

            "What's wrong with this picture? What did i do wrong?", he woke up on the carpet which is called 'sejadah', a remembrance for he was just finishing his solatul istikharah where he fell asleep right afterwards. "But why would He show me that dream? Is it that wrong to find You before i find her, my soulmate? Is it really okay?................

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