HIJRAH LOVE
CHAPTER 22

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My sister and I Maryam are now resting our bodies on a soft mattress. However, our eyes have not been closed at this hour. We talked, talked about a lot of things. And express the heart of fellow women, especially love.

"Sir_sister still remember what not, about papa who said that my birth mother is Miss Laila and my sister is Fadli?" I asked Maryam's sister with a serious face.

"Yes, I remember the deck. So why?" Said Maryam's sister who asked me back in a suspicious tone.

"Emmm... Is it possible that papa is the Laila ma'am we know?" I guessed.

"Well you deck, that's impossible. Maybe his name just happened to be the same." Reply sister Maryam with a chuckle.

"Well, who knows!" Reveal me with sadness and bow my head.

"Why? I'm sorry that brother made you sad." Said Maryam's sister who approached me and looked at me with tenderness.

"Emm. It's okay, Aisyah just hope that they are Aisyah's biological family. Aisyah just felt homesick and wanted to know what Ayesha's biological family was like." Reveal me with a faint smile.

"Yes, than you grieve like that you better rest. After all, your condition still needs to be taken care of! Don't get sick again! If you're sick, you can't figure out where your real family is." Said Maryam's sister while hugging me.

"Yes to ." My reply was brief with a flat expression.

"Sister promise you deck, brother will help you figure out the whereabouts of your biological family." Again sister Maryam strengthened me and helped me.

We started trying to close these eyes. Slowly Maryam's sister had fallen asleep, while I was different. I still can't close these two eyes. It was hard for me to take away the burden I was facing right now, but I had to be strong. Since I am not alone, there is my foster family who always strengthen me and support me.

The clock has shown at 23.30 WIB, but I am still in the same state. Again it was difficult to close these eyes. Until I woke up with a gift this afternoon. I was so curious and excited to open the gift tonight.

"What is it?" I asked inwardly by holding the gift.

I tried to open it slowly so that Sister Maryam would not hear and feel disturbed. Until I finally found the answer to my curiosity.

"Ring?" I said inwardly while holding a ring of contents from the small box earlier.

I'm confused what that all means. Could it be a Yulian who sent it again?

"Assalamu'alaikum Aisha! Congratulations, you have finally returned to your home in good health. Ma'af, again just a word of ma'af I can say for you. I'm sorry if I can't come to pick you up, because of my busy life that I can't explain right now to you.

Aisha, I give this ring to you with all my heart. Ma'af, if this ring isn't expensive. However, it is a sign of my sincere love for you.

Aisyah, this may be the last gift I give you. Because, I have to get away from you for a while. Do not be angry, sad or disappointed. Especially thinking that I've been expecting you or forgetting you. I promise you, I will definitely come back to you and meet you to propose.

With my silence I love you Aisyah. Wait for me to come back.

Suddenly these tears wet the paper containing the love letter from Yulian. It turned out to be true that it was Yulian, and indeed all this time who sent all of it was Yulian.

"What do you mean by saying something like that, Julian? Where are you going? And if you don't wish me, why don't you try to meet me in person and explain everything?" Reveal me in the depths of my heart.

I grabbed my phone quickly. I tried calling a number that said Yulian's name. However, again only the voice of the operator answered him. I was confused by his behavior.

The clock is showing at 00:30 p.m. My eyes started to get sleepy because of the tears I had shed. However, I did not immediately lay my body on the bed. I stood up to the bathroom to get some water, but that doesn't mean I'm going to pray, but I just want my sleep to be comfortable.

"Alhamdulillah!" I said after ablution, then after that I continued by laying down my body that felt so tired on the bed.

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"I'm sorry Aisha, I haven't been able to see you. I have to go, go to emigrate. I want to be a better person. And after that, I promise I'll meet you and propose to you." Yulian.

Yes, Yulian went to improve himself into a better person. He decided to move to a village where it was the place of the santri. What might be said is a boarding house. Because, he realized that there is still much to be improved in his hijra towards the better and in his love move towards jannah.

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The clock is 00:30. Fadli awoke from his sleep to perform his tahajud sunnah prayer. Simultaneously, Aisyah had already begun to close her two eyes.

"Oh Allah, O Robbi, I don't know what is stirring in my heart. I just felt comfortable and happy when I looked at her face. A face covered with her veil. I was worried about this feeling. O Allah, O Robbi, show me the way to choose this difficult thing. Amen..!" Do'a Fadli is said after performing the sunnah Istikharah prayer, where he did after performing the tahajud prayer.

I don't know who has made his heart full of anxiety. Aisha or Maryam?

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The dawn prayer was already reverberating, though it sounded faintly. Sister Maryam woke me up by calling my name and touching my body slowly.

"Aisha, wake up. It's dawn, don't sleep!" Said sister Maryam in a soft tone.

"Emmm...Huaamammm! Yes brother, Aisha is awake." I rubbed my eyes slowly and opened them little by little, although it was heavy because I was still sleepy.

The faint sound of Maryam's footsteps, had left me far away. As for me, still trying to condition my condition which is still so sleepy.

After a few minutes of cleaning my body and performing the morning prayers, I decided to go to the room again. Not that I want to go back to sleep again, yeah, time!

I went to my room to read the holy verses of the Qur'an for a moment, before dawn. And so did Maryam, she did the same to me. We listen to each other and take turns to read the Qur'an.

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