Hijrah The Love
27.Beautiful hijrah village

Ciwidey is a sub-district in Bandung regency which is 50 km to the south of bandung city. This city is famous for its coolness.the tourist attractions are also beautiful like white crater, batenggan situ, love stone, and, and the crater rengganis. in addition, the Ciwidey there are many tea plantations that spread outside to form a green symphony that is delicious in the eyes.let's call rancabali tea plantations, the mention of sinumbra tea, and patuahwatte tea plantation.

Riding a motorcycle, Satria, Angga and Demoy depart from the city of Bandung to Ciwidey. Satria with racing motor yes while Angga with Vespanya motor. Demoy in Angga bonceng, and he looks enthusiastic because he will return to the village where he was born and raised.

After some time traveling, they arrived at Ciwidey.

"We stop here, brayyyy....."

"Are you already nyampe?" ask Angga.

"Almost, this is a village."

"Ohhh......"

"I want to ask you about ustadz bibin. He was my salary teacher first."

Their motorbike parked in a safe place.then the three walk approximately 500 meters. passing through a small garden planted with vegetables, as well as fish ponds owned by local residents.

Their steps stopped in front of the house painted white and light green, measuring 10×12 meters.

"Asalamu'alaikum......" Demoy knocked on the door.

"Waalaikumsalamwarahmatullah.." a mother answered the greeting, then heard the sound of the door opening.

"Dedent....." The 45-year-old mother looked shocked to see the precedent.

"Muhun, Hajj ma'am, Mr ustadz is there?"

"Oh, there, mango kalebet." Haji ma'am asked to come in.

Finally, the three of them entered the living room and were allowed to sit down. Before long Mr. Ustadz appeared.

"Ustadz bibbe....." Demoy immediately stood up and kissed the levee of ustad bibin.angha and the knight followed, kissing the ustaZ bibin dike.

"Deden, ni miraculous pisan you came here" said ustad bibin astonished.

"Muhun, ustadz, punten Deden would like a hint."

"Kela, kela. are you tea said to be a street boy now?"

"That, mah, then, ustadz, now it's a penitent. already alumnus of street children, taz. now, mah, Deden is studying again."

"Alhamdulillah, who is this?" Ustad Bibin turned towards Angga and satria.

"Friends of arms, ustadz."

"Well, it's great that you have a comrade in arms. What is it that you're fighting for??"

"Stupid, ustadz. Uh, sorry, we're struggling to emigrate, ustaZ, fighting for direction" Demoy replied.

Ustadz bibin smile. Angga and satria lyrics each other." So, what can you do to help?"

"Look, taz, Ustad, right, from the past have been elders and religious figures here. Deden wants to ask, if you know the village of hijrah, no? he said in Ciwidey there is a hijrah village. These friends of Deden want to go there."

"Hmmmm, hijrah village, yeah, Den? Ciwidey it is, right, broad, and the school is also pesantren here there are many."

"Not pesantren, taz, but hijrah villages." said Deden.

"Muslim village, taz, the other name" said Angga,

"Leaded by Abah Iwan, Ustad." Satria added.

"Ohhhh...... yes, asa had heard that one, mah. whose student's son was a lot of former thugs, well?"

"Well, like that, taz, the place in question" said Demoy.

Satria and Angga look enthusiastic

"Where is it, Ustad?" ask Angga.

"If not wrong in the patengan area. But. it's actually already entered the district rancabali now, mah."

"Still far away, ustadz?" ask demoy.

"Lumayanah, a few more kilos from here. his way a bit up later. try this in the writing of the benchmark, yes." ustad took a pen and paper, moored a simple map, then gave it to the demoy.

"Later to get to the area you ask questions again.." suggested mr. ustadz.

"Siappp, Taz, Alhamdulillah, satur nohun, Ustad." said Demoy.

"Thank you, Taz.

After getting the address, the three of them immediately say goodbye and continue the journey to the hijrah village.

On the way, Angga asked the demoy" You don't go home first, Moh?"

"Ah, then I, mah, have been kicked out of the house. they must be shocked when I go home," said demoy slowly.

Angga and satria motor continue to move according to the directions of the bibin ustad. about 10 minutes later they stopped.

In front of them lay a vast tea garden.algae, many tall trees towering.the cold rustling wind felt touch the skin.the new sun a quarter high, the light felt warm heart

Angga, Satria, and Demoy stopped for a while to enjoy the typical air of the plantation.the deeper, their breath felt more relief.

They then walked to a house there where the house was apparently side by side with a coffee shop. Demoy immediately asked the owner of the stall.

"Bi, is Abah Iwan's hijrah village still far away?" ask demoy

Aunt noticed the bald man before her, then replied.

"Lumayan, from here it is still a long way.4 kilometers away.it is behind the hills," said Bibik while pointing to the hill that is visible to the east of the stall.

Tampa waited a long time the three of them headed there.ridden through the hills.the road that passed only enough for one car. left Kana road is a stretch of beautiful tea gardens. warm sun and cool air alternately rubbed the body.the glass of their helmets open so that their faces can enjoy the scenery and the air of the hills to the maximum.

The motor continued to drive towards the hill until finally they were in one location that made them stop and then stood staring in amazement from a distance.

"My heart says this is indeed its place." said Satria.

"Beautiful, yes." said Angga.

In front of them, the village is seen with houses and buildings that are almost all white.The village is fused with Allam around, Tampa is beautiful from a distance

The heart of the satria suddenly shook the memory in his head once rapidly revolved.The meeting with Dusk, the letter of the twilight father he read, the chat with Angga, Demoy, and finally, the, right now he was standing in front of a place he had been dreaming of for some time.one place that would transform himself into a figure that he himself had never even thought of before.