OBSTINACY LOVE
Romantic short story works Rudi Al-Farisi
A friend, named Mimi, our friendship decades since we were both in elementary school (SD), for a few years that I knew him, really knew her, Mimi simple girl, the only child of a skipper dairy cattle in our region, has a clear eye glass, and adorable dimples charming her anyone would collapse if looked at her smile, including me '. and value added is he's a very sholehah, obedient to his parents.
But Ranu, Don Juan who is also very fond of Mimi, the track record does not sway him to win the heart of Mimi. While I could only stare at love from behind a thin smile kink.
Every morning, officers routinely post office would have been perched in the corner of the house at the end of our village alley, (home Mimi).
The owner of the house opened the door waiting for a letter skipped in pink belongs to the idol of his heart Ranu.
Mimi being that originally did not flinch, became increasingly flowery sweet nothings attacked thousands of belonging don juan.
And they began courting of class 1 SMP imagine, to get married. As a neighbor and good friend, I can only support and participate happy with the situation. (Even though this heart weep) Moreover, Mimi and Ranu support each other, and equally able to maintain himself, to weddings,, God willing.
To arrive when finished college, they both want to achieve our goals, raise a family, which sakinah, mawaddah, and warohmah.
However, his name lives there must be barriers, behind the cool look that cool anyem their relationship, parents Ranu is one of the members in the DP ....!! it, wants to marry someone else Ranu parents choice, but Ranu apparently dead love with Mimi, so they decided to get married, even beyond parental consent Ranu, and automatically Ranu, are required to get out of the arena inheritance of his parents, accompanied by oath cuss and all sorts of names.
Ranu finally went with Mimi, after marrying, they went away out of our city, Dumai, Pekan Baru heading, by selling all the possessions of the second parent Mimi who is not there, (since Mimi in high school, his parents accident). To complain fate heading into New Week "City Sorcerer" the term Mimi and Ranu.
I just dipamiti an instant, without being able to speak, only crossed each hand touched the chest and long, sent his regards to Mrs. Mimi is already regarded as his own mother.
Still sharp in memory, Mimi goes hand in hand with her idol immortal lover "Ranu", strolled slowly along the car that took them to the "City of Bertuahnya" New Week.
During the year, we still keep in touch regularly, until the fifth year, where I am still single and still settling in Dumai, Mimi being some where, gone unnoticed jungle, after the last letter reported that she gave birth to her second child, and then after that we did not hear reportedly, again.
Even my mother who had emigrated nearly three years in New Week where my sister also could not track down Mimi, Mimi vanished, only my prayers and mother and other friends who are still routine we pray, for Mimi luck there.
Up in a sweltering afternoon, on Saturday, I happened to be at home because it is a holiday office on the day Saturday and Sunday, suddenly I was startled by the sound of door knocking dikamar, ya "Inul" working partners (alias Maid) we reported there were guests from New Week, who on earth I thought at the time.
After I have met, long time since I memeperhatikan the guests, beautiful white women, but very shabby clothes and her three children, the two men skinny, sunken eyes look very tired, and a little baby in a sling.
I was stunned for a moment, forget-forget to remember, until her voice surprised me ".... Faris Faris Khan", for a moment, he hesitated, then ran up to embrace me, my dibahu sobbed loudly, at that time I could only stunned silence and did not know what to do, and I can not dismiss it because it is not relative.
Then after he was satisfied to cry, hug it new off, when we were startled by a loud cry baby Mimi, who apparently without us knowing it had hurt him, and punched the baby in our arms. Masyaallah!. May Allah have mercy .....
I keep him away from my shoulder, still hesitant, quietly humming "Mimi ... Mimikah?" Masyaallah ...!, Now it's my turn Mimi who want to embrace, but because Shari'ah is still looming dibatin. I can only folded hands chest without being able to vent my feelings seeing her condition. Mimi kids who see us merely stunned,
Mimi looks older than her age, but her natural beauty still visible, thin body, the headscarf worn, colored opaque, carrying a large suitcase that was chipped in several parts, probably due to friction or impact too many times, as people who have walk tens of kilometers.
Without command Mimi I immediately invited into the house, helped carry his stuff, helped Ms. Inul, putting things in the living room, my home.
Delaying some questions that have piled up in my mind, I stared deep, so the changing Mimi, sweet girl I used to know now looks very messy, Masyaallah!, Mimi ... what's wrong with you!.
I put off my question, until Mimi and her children want me to force me to rest a few days at home, he was sleeping mother's room was tidied Inul ya, I miss her, and also thrilled to see the situation.
A few days of rest at my house, I have dared to ask about the news situation now. We sat in the living room with a light story.
Originally Mimi silent speechless when I asked Ranu circumstances, his eyes filled with tears, I sighed, waiting for a long answer, in a matter of minutes to come out of his mouth hoarseness ...
"Mas Ranu, Ris .... already passed away to him five months ago".
"Oh," I sighed softly, the words Mimi got me choked up a few times, but before I had replied, Mimi insistent cry while half raved "Mas Ranu got lung cancer, due to his habit of smoking three years ago, all the rest legacy of my parents are sold out sold out, for the cost of treatment, were disease worsens, family mas Ranu reluctant to help, you know yourself khan, I was unwanted in-law, and when Mas Ranu died, his parents still hate me, they did not want help, I worked odd jobs in New Week, Ris .., getting to be a laundress, housekeeper, etc., until Mas Ranu died, his family, gave only a modest money for burial Mas Ranu, until I was forced to sell our homes one- only, and from there I was paying all the bills and debts to neighbors, the rest I use to go to Dumai, I can not speculate there Ris .... " Mimi words stop here, greeted her sobs, while I who had been listening too could not withstand the emotion that has been'd been suffocating in the chest.
After we both calmed down, I asked Mimi "So what's your plan, Mimi?".
Mimi was stunned ... he looked at me blankly, I beat the view, because I was afraid carried seduction satan. then he reached out, giving a large gold necklace, "The rest of his property" says Mimi.
"This is for you .. Ris, I mortgaged to you, lend me money for venture capital, and small house contract, I do not want to bother you more than the Ris ..".
I'm holding emotion, my eyes instantly stream anything directly, although I'm a man, but the liver acts as the callous gods creatures. back we lost in emotion.
I slowly, grabbed the necklace from the table, pondering, my thoughts drifted to the rest of my money in an envelope, in bags, on Friday I just got yesterday's overtime, as an employee at an agency, it is the value of my overtime small when compared to other employees of course, but that the rest of my money, I pulled the envelope out of the bag, in the room, all I infaqkan to Mimi, purely because sincere.
Mimi stared at the envelope in my hand, a moment later I put the envelope on the table and said, "This is the rest of my money Mimi, you take it, then the rest, let me think about how, you need a lot of capital to start the business"
The next day, I sold the necklace Mimi, on my other good friend, he found himself an investor-Muslim, good heart, .. "Thanks so Hans" .., I tell them about the state of Mimi, Hans and his wife helped "O Allah's blessings limpahilah on good people like them".
Long story short, Mimi could start their operations from the capital, a small rented house near my home, Alhamdulillah!, Now a second year, his efforts are showing results, Mimi has become more independent, much to my strong personal example of the Mimi is a true warrior, tenacious, patient, and creative.
Strong because Mimi reluctant to rely on others, and tough as exposed to a barrage of temptations, Mimi still, sturdy, and does not flinch at all, he also Smart, knew where he had to ask for help to the right people, and of course a devout Muslim worship , until God was not reluctant to help him.
I just think and believe there must be millions of Mimi-Mimi, out there, but certainly very rarely exceed ordeal as her barrage with Beautiful.
I just wanted to share ..... try to take a look, my neighbor Mimi every morning now and always greeted me cheerfully, her beautiful face shining again, although he widowhood. Which he later laments I hear diligently on every problem I face every day, including when I started complaining not at home at the office as an employee of many years, or when I face the storm crisis that is already headed age three, what Mimi says
"Faris, Allah will not give the trial beyond the limits of one's ability or God knows better what is best for you, while you do not".
Subhan Allah! Mimi, an example of the power of the Muslim woman, was there.
And if I had given up on losing the barrage of problems in my life, then Mimi brought me to the door of his small house, front door, I saw kepulasan her children slept in the living room that he made a bed, while he made his bedroom to kitchen cooking, (really tiny house) they crammed on rickety bunk beds, and also a small cot underneath, where the eldest bed, then he said, "Look at Ris, how hard to live alone, without the help of each other's shoulders, if not forced by fate, I am reluctant menajalaninya, Ris, are you, thank you, still have a long future ".
Duh, gusti how this kind Mimi, how embarrassed I was in front of him, my ordeal, certainly much lighter than he was, but how I rarely grateful, often complain, and often feel less.
"Stupid Stupid mind in the ordinary" character Mimi is clear and growing strength of my hearts principle that "Because I am a man, I should be stronger and more rigid than the woman in the face as hard as any hurricane, if it may be much more powerful and rigid by hand -tiny hands that might be mighty hands gripping the world who are ready, God willing Amien "
Long story short, I had to quit the old job, now I work more established than the first. Because each home from work I passed in front of the house Mimi, and continue to pay attention to her strength, God eventually regrow my heart love. Until one day I proposed to her that our relationship was permissible by the Shari'ah. Mimi looked embarrassed and could only smile at the children who will have a new father. In the liver, Mimi bertakbir and bertahmid see the power of God ..
Allahu Akbar.
Short Story Work: Rudi Al-Farisi
Title: Short Story Love - Love Rigidity
Category: Short Story Romantic Love
Romantic short story works Rudi Al-Farisi
A friend, named Mimi, our friendship decades since we were both in elementary school (SD), for a few years that I knew him, really knew her, Mimi simple girl, the only child of a skipper dairy cattle in our region, has a clear eye glass, and adorable dimples charming her anyone would collapse if looked at her smile, including me '. and value added is he's a very sholehah, obedient to his parents.
But Ranu, Don Juan who is also very fond of Mimi, the track record does not sway him to win the heart of Mimi. While I could only stare at love from behind a thin smile kink.
Every morning, officers routinely post office would have been perched in the corner of the house at the end of our village alley, (home Mimi).
The owner of the house opened the door waiting for a letter skipped in pink belongs to the idol of his heart Ranu.
Mimi being that originally did not flinch, became increasingly flowery sweet nothings attacked thousands of belonging don juan.
And they began courting of class 1 SMP imagine, to get married. As a neighbor and good friend, I can only support and participate happy with the situation. (Even though this heart weep) Moreover, Mimi and Ranu support each other, and equally able to maintain himself, to weddings,, God willing.
To arrive when finished college, they both want to achieve our goals, raise a family, which sakinah, mawaddah, and warohmah.
However, his name lives there must be barriers, behind the cool look that cool anyem their relationship, parents Ranu is one of the members in the DP ....!! it, wants to marry someone else Ranu parents choice, but Ranu apparently dead love with Mimi, so they decided to get married, even beyond parental consent Ranu, and automatically Ranu, are required to get out of the arena inheritance of his parents, accompanied by oath cuss and all sorts of names.
Ranu finally went with Mimi, after marrying, they went away out of our city, Dumai, Pekan Baru heading, by selling all the possessions of the second parent Mimi who is not there, (since Mimi in high school, his parents accident). To complain fate heading into New Week "City Sorcerer" the term Mimi and Ranu.
I just dipamiti an instant, without being able to speak, only crossed each hand touched the chest and long, sent his regards to Mrs. Mimi is already regarded as his own mother.
Still sharp in memory, Mimi goes hand in hand with her idol immortal lover "Ranu", strolled slowly along the car that took them to the "City of Bertuahnya" New Week.
During the year, we still keep in touch regularly, until the fifth year, where I am still single and still settling in Dumai, Mimi being some where, gone unnoticed jungle, after the last letter reported that she gave birth to her second child, and then after that we did not hear reportedly, again.
Even my mother who had emigrated nearly three years in New Week where my sister also could not track down Mimi, Mimi vanished, only my prayers and mother and other friends who are still routine we pray, for Mimi luck there.
Up in a sweltering afternoon, on Saturday, I happened to be at home because it is a holiday office on the day Saturday and Sunday, suddenly I was startled by the sound of door knocking dikamar, ya "Inul" working partners (alias Maid) we reported there were guests from New Week, who on earth I thought at the time.
After I have met, long time since I memeperhatikan the guests, beautiful white women, but very shabby clothes and her three children, the two men skinny, sunken eyes look very tired, and a little baby in a sling.
I was stunned for a moment, forget-forget to remember, until her voice surprised me ".... Faris Faris Khan", for a moment, he hesitated, then ran up to embrace me, my dibahu sobbed loudly, at that time I could only stunned silence and did not know what to do, and I can not dismiss it because it is not relative.
Then after he was satisfied to cry, hug it new off, when we were startled by a loud cry baby Mimi, who apparently without us knowing it had hurt him, and punched the baby in our arms. Masyaallah!. May Allah have mercy .....
I keep him away from my shoulder, still hesitant, quietly humming "Mimi ... Mimikah?" Masyaallah ...!, Now it's my turn Mimi who want to embrace, but because Shari'ah is still looming dibatin. I can only folded hands chest without being able to vent my feelings seeing her condition. Mimi kids who see us merely stunned,
Mimi looks older than her age, but her natural beauty still visible, thin body, the headscarf worn, colored opaque, carrying a large suitcase that was chipped in several parts, probably due to friction or impact too many times, as people who have walk tens of kilometers.
Without command Mimi I immediately invited into the house, helped carry his stuff, helped Ms. Inul, putting things in the living room, my home.
Delaying some questions that have piled up in my mind, I stared deep, so the changing Mimi, sweet girl I used to know now looks very messy, Masyaallah!, Mimi ... what's wrong with you!.
I put off my question, until Mimi and her children want me to force me to rest a few days at home, he was sleeping mother's room was tidied Inul ya, I miss her, and also thrilled to see the situation.
A few days of rest at my house, I have dared to ask about the news situation now. We sat in the living room with a light story.
Originally Mimi silent speechless when I asked Ranu circumstances, his eyes filled with tears, I sighed, waiting for a long answer, in a matter of minutes to come out of his mouth hoarseness ...
"Mas Ranu, Ris .... already passed away to him five months ago".
"Oh," I sighed softly, the words Mimi got me choked up a few times, but before I had replied, Mimi insistent cry while half raved "Mas Ranu got lung cancer, due to his habit of smoking three years ago, all the rest legacy of my parents are sold out sold out, for the cost of treatment, were disease worsens, family mas Ranu reluctant to help, you know yourself khan, I was unwanted in-law, and when Mas Ranu died, his parents still hate me, they did not want help, I worked odd jobs in New Week, Ris .., getting to be a laundress, housekeeper, etc., until Mas Ranu died, his family, gave only a modest money for burial Mas Ranu, until I was forced to sell our homes one- only, and from there I was paying all the bills and debts to neighbors, the rest I use to go to Dumai, I can not speculate there Ris .... " Mimi words stop here, greeted her sobs, while I who had been listening too could not withstand the emotion that has been'd been suffocating in the chest.
After we both calmed down, I asked Mimi "So what's your plan, Mimi?".
Mimi was stunned ... he looked at me blankly, I beat the view, because I was afraid carried seduction satan. then he reached out, giving a large gold necklace, "The rest of his property" says Mimi.
"This is for you .. Ris, I mortgaged to you, lend me money for venture capital, and small house contract, I do not want to bother you more than the Ris ..".
I'm holding emotion, my eyes instantly stream anything directly, although I'm a man, but the liver acts as the callous gods creatures. back we lost in emotion.
I slowly, grabbed the necklace from the table, pondering, my thoughts drifted to the rest of my money in an envelope, in bags, on Friday I just got yesterday's overtime, as an employee at an agency, it is the value of my overtime small when compared to other employees of course, but that the rest of my money, I pulled the envelope out of the bag, in the room, all I infaqkan to Mimi, purely because sincere.
Mimi stared at the envelope in my hand, a moment later I put the envelope on the table and said, "This is the rest of my money Mimi, you take it, then the rest, let me think about how, you need a lot of capital to start the business"
The next day, I sold the necklace Mimi, on my other good friend, he found himself an investor-Muslim, good heart, .. "Thanks so Hans" .., I tell them about the state of Mimi, Hans and his wife helped "O Allah's blessings limpahilah on good people like them".
Long story short, Mimi could start their operations from the capital, a small rented house near my home, Alhamdulillah!, Now a second year, his efforts are showing results, Mimi has become more independent, much to my strong personal example of the Mimi is a true warrior, tenacious, patient, and creative.
Strong because Mimi reluctant to rely on others, and tough as exposed to a barrage of temptations, Mimi still, sturdy, and does not flinch at all, he also Smart, knew where he had to ask for help to the right people, and of course a devout Muslim worship , until God was not reluctant to help him.
I just think and believe there must be millions of Mimi-Mimi, out there, but certainly very rarely exceed ordeal as her barrage with Beautiful.
I just wanted to share ..... try to take a look, my neighbor Mimi every morning now and always greeted me cheerfully, her beautiful face shining again, although he widowhood. Which he later laments I hear diligently on every problem I face every day, including when I started complaining not at home at the office as an employee of many years, or when I face the storm crisis that is already headed age three, what Mimi says
"Faris, Allah will not give the trial beyond the limits of one's ability or God knows better what is best for you, while you do not".
Subhan Allah! Mimi, an example of the power of the Muslim woman, was there.
And if I had given up on losing the barrage of problems in my life, then Mimi brought me to the door of his small house, front door, I saw kepulasan her children slept in the living room that he made a bed, while he made his bedroom to kitchen cooking, (really tiny house) they crammed on rickety bunk beds, and also a small cot underneath, where the eldest bed, then he said, "Look at Ris, how hard to live alone, without the help of each other's shoulders, if not forced by fate, I am reluctant menajalaninya, Ris, are you, thank you, still have a long future ".
Duh, gusti how this kind Mimi, how embarrassed I was in front of him, my ordeal, certainly much lighter than he was, but how I rarely grateful, often complain, and often feel less.
"Stupid Stupid mind in the ordinary" character Mimi is clear and growing strength of my hearts principle that "Because I am a man, I should be stronger and more rigid than the woman in the face as hard as any hurricane, if it may be much more powerful and rigid by hand -tiny hands that might be mighty hands gripping the world who are ready, God willing Amien "
Long story short, I had to quit the old job, now I work more established than the first. Because each home from work I passed in front of the house Mimi, and continue to pay attention to her strength, God eventually regrow my heart love. Until one day I proposed to her that our relationship was permissible by the Shari'ah. Mimi looked embarrassed and could only smile at the children who will have a new father. In the liver, Mimi bertakbir and bertahmid see the power of God ..
Allahu Akbar.
Short Story Work: Rudi Al-Farisi
Title: Short Story Love - Love Rigidity
Category: Short Story Romantic Love
