Dear Diary
Masha Allah,
How beautiful you are
I don't know what I feel now
You make me smile everyday
The heart beats fast when you and I cross paths and look at each other
Would love to chuckle when we almost collided and were both stiff shocked
Because we are too focused on the road
When I see you from a distance
You paint a beautiful crescent moon on these lips 🙂
And you are so soothing
O Allah ..
Am I in love?
Ayesha '2014
Every incident that I feel I always pour on a piece of paper so that one day I can remember anything in the past. I'm the type who is very closed and reserved. Even my best friend admitted that I was quiet and even thought that I had never liked a brother. Because I never tell things that have to do with the heart. I don't know, I'm a bit lazy and uncomfortable when my best friend tells me about her love story. At that time Ayesha and her best friend were gathering at Karis's house.
"Oh, you're so noisy ... I'm writing, I'm looking for words that are delicious to be used as poetry."
"Hmm .. angry angry if we are just vent about brother. Fall in love there so you can feel it so we hihi "answered Karis.
"What the heck are you guys, ah I want to find another place already"
I immediately went away and looked for a quiet and quiet place, I looked left and right there was an empty seat around the park. Beautiful and rather elongated park benches.
"Nah .. that's all there" I whispered.
I immediately sat in the chair. I opened my favorite diary and pen that was always tucked into the pages of the book, ready to create beautiful poems.
I thought for a moment to determine the theme that I will make poetry. Looking around the park, there was nothing interesting for me to make poetry. I was silent for a moment and my mind instead directed to the words of my best friend ‘Fall in love there ..’
"Hihhh, what the heck, so lazy ..." while shaking his head shake his head and bowed.
"But I think I should try to make poems about love, so they don't make fun of me anymore hmm" with a sinister smile.
Then I began to think and look for inspiration to make the poem.
"Um ... what the hell ?? oh I'm not expert when it comes to love .. "I murmured in my heart.
I wrote the words in the book. When my writing was wrong, I tore the paper, squeezed it into a ball and threw it away. Without realizing it, it turns out that I have torn a lot of paper so that paper balls are scattered around a park bench.
"Are you the one who threw it away?"
Suddenly a brother sat right beside me, showing me the paper ball that I threw away. My chest was shocked because he was exactly sitting next to me. I was so nervous and wanted to move immediately.
"Euh ... emm i ... yes." I replied with a little tense.
The Brotherhood opened the paper ball he was holding and read the contents of the failed poem ..
Love ..
One word full of meaning
That is in every soul
"Breekkkk ..." I took the paper and squeezed it again. The Brotherhood fell silent and glanced at me.
"Ukhti? Are you making a poem about love? hihi "The Brotherhood asked with a chuckle.
"Emm no ..." I replied simply.
"The first word is love. It must be a poem about love, right? "
"Sorry, I have something to do. Excuse me, Peace be upon you "
"You know ... ckck, waalaikumussalam"
"You know ... ckck, waalaikumussalam"
Ayesha returned to Karis's house in a hurry.
"Ayesha? What is wrong with you? how come it's like being chased by a ghost like that haha ​​haha ​​"Ask Fina.
Ayesha only glanced and smiled while calming the heart.
"It's alright, fin," Aisyah answered casually.
"Really ??"
"You don't trust me, I'm fine"
I also tried to look at them one by one and immediately looked away.
"See, what's up? it's a story ... if it's nothing, "Karis tried to persuade me to tell a story.
"Emmmm ... but I'm ashamed if I ask this to you," replied Aisha.
"What? What do you want to ask? "
(A match in the afterlife ... your name is a secret, but you are in my future ...) Aisyah's cellphone ringtone sounds.
"Ehh wait wait, I'll pick up the phone first" Ayesha came out to pick up the phone.
"Duhh its ringtone ... mashaAllah, quietly you like a song about a soul mate ... hahha" Fani laughed at the ringtone of the cellphone.
"Hello? Assalamualaikum.."
Ayesha tried to be quiet and listen but there was not the slightest sound. Finally Ayesha broke the call.
"Hmm nowadays, jail people are there," while storing their cellphones in their bags.
"Who is calling legitimate?" Asked Karis.
"Jail person .." replied Aisha while packing her belongings.
"Hah? there's only you are legitimate
"I'll go home first yeah, sorry I can't take long with you." I say goodbye.
When I got home, I immediately prayed ashar because on the trip I had not prayed.
After finishing the prayer, I stayed on the bed looking at the window and the rain supported me to make poetry.
But ... (plup plup plup) apparently there was an incoming message on Aisyah's cellphone.
‘Love, one word full of meaning, which is in every soul’
Ayesha was silent and was surprised when she read the message.
"You know ... this is the poem I just made, who sent this message? Don't let the brothers go again. But he knows where my cellphone number is from? "
Ayesha also remembered the incident this afternoon.
"Feeling I didn't give my cellphone number, ah let it alone," whispered Aisha while closing and storing her cellphone.
Ayesha approached the window and opened it. Ayesha looked at the sky while holding out her hand, the raindrop she felt. Cold but full of coolness.
Dear Diary ‘2017
All I know, love is nature
Without them knowing
Actually I am loving Your creation
Forgive yourself a little turned away
And now I expect him
To be my best candidate
Yusuf
It's been almost 3 years
I am waiting for you here
With the same heart
And the same feeling
As previously..
I adore you
If God gave me time to meet you
Even though at that time I only saluted you
That was more than enough to cure my longing
But for what?
He did not even know Me
How can he miss me again?
That is very impossible
My greetings to you, Yusuf.
Only Allah knows his love. Yusuf, Aisha's senior when she was in high school who is now continuing her studies in Jakarta. Aisha just fell in love during high school. But no wonder if he still survived to love Joseph even though for 3 years he had never heard from Joseph. Without anyone knowing. Ayesha nurtured more feelings.
"Sis, when will we meet again? When will you return to Bandung? Ayesha missed her sister, she whispered after writing the diary.
Two years later…
(Tok Tok Tok ...) A knock from the door of my room. I woke up..
"Aisyaaahh .. let's wake up boy" Umii's voice had opened my eyes and immediately looked at the clock.
"Astaghfirullah .." It turns out the clock has shown at 07.00 WIB. Ayesha opened the door of the room.
"Yeah, um ... Aisha is ready to go, right?"
"So, if you pray, do not sleep again, duh ..." said umii.
"I'm so sleepy mii,"
"Yes, it's ready fast ready"
Aisha immediately went to the bathroom and prepared to leave for graduation.
"You have to dress up beautifully, kid, Umii will introduce you to your friend's child at lunch" umii talk to himself.