Little girl~
From a far, I can recognize who is she. She is a little girl that I met a long time ago. She's coming back with a smile on her face but at the same time her face shows a sadness that she keep. I think she tried to show she is okay. Her clothes shows like she's just come back from a war (might be one or two war or maybe more than that).
"Assalammualaikum", she starts first with a bright smile
"Waalaikummussalam", I replied back
I feel like, I finally meet my long lost friend.
"How's life? Looks like you've overcome some obstacle (referring to her condition right now)"
she smile but does not reply to my question.
"Are you come here to tell me that you are succeed to overcome your fear and obstacle?"
"not really...", she replied then paused for 5 seconds
"...just wanna come and said what you're talking to me a long time ago is a right thing", she continued
"that's not who talk about it. It's Quran, Allah. Whatever happened in our life, there's a reason behind it, try to look there's Allah's hand behind whatever happened.."
I stopped talking when suddenly her bright face fade off.
"It's true...", she agree with me
"There is something happened but you helped me to realize something that I forget. I think i've get some strength and knows there's Allah behind my back".
Her cheerful and bright smile come back and I can see she's actually a happy-go-lucky person. She hides it because she has a lot of scar because of it.
She try to change herself through tarbiyah.
She try to tell others what she's doing.
She try to become what Quran wants she to become.
Everyone has their own struggle. I realized that. Because I also have my own struggle.
Labels: ibrah, mesmerized, short story
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