HIJRAH LOVE
Just Arumi

For a moment I poked my ass in the waiting chair provided in the lobby room of Columbia Asia Medan Hospital. Then, I received a call from Arumi, because the one who called me was none other than Arumi. Since the meeting between us while still in Edinburgh, Arumi often haunts me even though just asking for news or what? As if the relationship between us was getting closer, like a sibling. And I feel good to have a friend like Arumi, who always helps me in everything, always there for me in my state of joy and sorrow.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Aisha. How are you?"

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Arumi. Thank God, I'm fine." I lied to Arumi, even though I didn't mean to.

"No, Aisha. I see you're not okay. Your eyes suck, what really happened, Ayesha?"

"I'm fine, Arumi. Don't worry like that!"

"I see you and I know about you, more than you, Aisha. Did you forget about that? And why are you at the Hospital if, you're okay, Aisyah?"

I was silent, thinking back to when I was in Edinburgh. Where the truth is while there, Arumi does know everything about me, even He knows everything more than me. So that I confessed and told Arumi about what I currently feel. However, I did not show my weak side when we came face to face through the video call. And I'm going to try hard when I'm dealing with anyone, as if nothing ever happened about this heart cancer that's stuck in my body.

"Aisha, I believe you are a great and strong woman. I promise, I'll take care of you by finding Doctor Alhi in heart cancer in Edinburgh." That sounds so serious.

"No, Arumi. You don't have to do that for me, because I'm never going to want to go through any of those treatments or even have surgery. After all, the result will be the same if death is destined for me, Arumi." I pulled two sides of my lips.

I don't know why Arumi set her tears after hearing my decision to bury the secret about the illness I suffered? But, at least I feel much calmer there is someone who hears my outpouring of heart. However, I will still believe in destiny as God should have given me. I painted a happy smile to Arumi, because I didn't want to make the people I knew grieve just for being sorry for me.

"Don't grieve Arumi, because I'm fine. I also did not feel the pain that tormented my body, so forget what I told you today if it still made you sad. Don't call me if you keep crying like that!"

"Aisha, how could you say that to me in such a relaxed tone? Aren't you afraid that illness will take your life?"

"No Arumi, I've never been afraid. Everything that happens in front of me, it's a fate that can't be changed. Wouldn't it be, if death had come, that I would have met God immediately? And that means God loves me more than anyone." I endlessly comforted Arumi and asked her to keep all of this a secret from Yulian or Tristan.

I appreciate the sadness that Arumi has, for worrying about my health being threatened with death. However, I want to live like an ordinary human being who does many things without a hospital device or has to turn around to the house and do treatment. And after that, Arumi finally promised to keep it a secret from anyone. After saying that promise to me, He suddenly said what surprised me.

"Aisha, I'm going to Indonesia in a month. Wait for me with my hijrah! Hijrah the love I chose to love Him again." Arumi painted a smile for me.

"Ma Shay Allah, Arumi. I will look forward to your presence in Indonesia. I miss our meeting like it used to!"

After a long time I chatted with Arumi who was only via mobile phone, now I decided to go back to Aisyah Galery. Because there's something important there that I have to do in the meeting with my customer the day after. However, I was afraid that I would have to drive my car alone, so I booked a taxi online and left my car in the hospital parking lot.

I looked at the streets of Medan city that afternoon was so crowded even the streets were compacted with motor vehicles and other engine vehicles. So I got stuck in the macetan while heading to Aisyah Galery. However, not long after the car that became my vehicle drove back at medium speed. And I looked back at the beautiful sky that could be seen from behind the window of this car.

"Thank God,"

I finally arrived at Aisha Galery but, before I went to get in there, I did not forget to give the driver a hundred thousand pieces of paper. After that, I went in and greeted some employees who worked at Aisyah Galery. And so did they, instantly bending half their bodies to salute me. However, I do not distinguish how high their positions are with others.

"Safira, please give me a new file, yes!"

I yelled at Safira and asked him to bring me a file about the new customer data. Likewise with Sapphira who soon entered my room by giving a thick book in front of me. Then Safira said, "This is Miss Aisyah, the book you asked about our customer data this morning."

"Alright, Safira! Then you can do another task and I'll move the new customer data."

Safira nodded her head slowly to say my words. After that, Safira stepped up and left my room to return to work. As for me, I continued sulking with my laptop that was on the nightstand to move it. In the midst of my busy life, I had to take some time to just take medicine from doctor Farhan. Which makes me feel better than ever. And after taking the medicine, my phone that was on the nightstand rang loudly. So that immediately I open the slide screen and make sure.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Aisha." Say hello from across.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh. How, Mas? Have you arrived in Surabaya?"

"I just got here, Aisyah. But it looks like ... for a month I'll rarely call you, because I have to get this job done so we can be together again next month. Do you mind, Aisyah?"

"No, my mom. Whatever you do I will pray for you. May the Yulian mas always be waged in his work and also in the care of his health." I offer a prayer for my husband.

Yulia also guaranteed my prayers, then not long after she said goodbye to go directly to the project site to be built there shopping center building. Yulian looked so busy, even he said he rarely contacted me for a month in Surabaya. And the only one I ask of Allah, may Allah send a woman who is obedient in keeping her religion to Julian after my departure.

I felt tired for too long sulking in front of the laptop screen, so I decided to lay down my body for a moment on the sofa in my room. I closed for a moment the tired eyes, then I took off the burden that had enveloped me.