Jumat, 26 Februari 2010

THE MEETING

It happened some time in early 2000. It was a busy day for the students of the muslim girl boarding school because boys came from their dorms to build the girl’s rooms. It was abnormal usually, that boys came to the girl’s dorm, but it was the exception, in contrary, girls just tried to dress up as beautifull as they could just for flattering at those boys. The girls seemed never seen boys before so that they made over their appearance. but for Nali, it was same like usually. wheather boys came or not, nothing change to her life, she still had to memorize arabic vocabs, witir, and imrithi . She sighed breath deeply.
Then, when she was walking to the dorm, a sound of boy shouted at her.
“li, take the backet!”
She didn’t care for a moment, just kept silent and still stood up in her place, the question in her mind was how come he knew my name? suddenly, a boy came and took the backet near her. Nali could see his innocent face at glance and his wink embarrassed her. Her abash face became redish.
“Ali, don’t tease that girl” another sound shouted at them, then he left her. Nali back to the dorm and kept a name inside her heart, Ali, the name which she always recite every single time she remember of her childhood in boarding school.
Years passed later, Nali rised up became a young lady, not a high school girl anymore. Many things have been changed from her life but named of Ali has its own place in her heart as love at the first sight. The love never has been spoken, no fancy rendezvous meeting even Nali didn’t know where ali came from. The love was being an oblivious thing by the time.
Ramadzan 20th 2009, By an invitation by friend of her, Nali came to a reunion of Al-Azar Egypt students. Only men were gathering, and she was the only woman there. Ashame, strange and fool were she felt at the moment. But she tried to be as normal as possible and mingle with the boys. While she was talking with them, 2 men came late and took a seat in front of Nali. Nali was suddenly surprised by a man. It was Ali, A man who winked at her 10 years ago when she was child, and his friend.
Nali’s heart fluttered, remembering her memory, but she felt that she must speak, she greeted him.
“Aren’t you Ali, are you?”
Ali stood watching the stanger girl with enthusiasm, just kept smiling, but rather than surprise.
“Oh, yeah! I’m Ali, so may I know your name please..”
Nali wet her lips and smiled,
“I’m Nali, nice to meet you again”.
Once Ali looked at Nali and was about to say something, but then he decided not to. Ali did not speak for a while, he looked at the trees. It was exhausted for Nali to explain. But at the same time, Ali and Nali, they was going to speak together
Umm,…. Na,..A,…Li,..
“Howdy ?”, Ali said. Nali just laughed and answered simply, “Fine”. And they two laughed together, ignoring all the boys who were there.
“Well, Nali, so tell me how did you know my name?”. Ali asked curiousity
Realizing their friend was talking with the only one girl of them, they joint at Nali and Ali’s table. They drew their chair a little nearer to Nali and wanted to listen her favorably. But It was so embarrassed for her. Nali thought, it is not a good one to tell about your childhood love affair.
“This isn’t your trouble Nali, so come clean!”. One boy convinced her.
Finally, Nali told the story, how she knew aboout Ali, and she was calm enough to take care of their questions. Now, Nali knew where did Ali from and studied and decided to make a friend. And they still could keep in touch by technology.
Sounds of Adzan from the mousque nearby realized them to pray and broke their fast. Then, they went to masjid Jami’.
Nali thanked to the God, a little surprising thing in the great month of Ramadzan. Her tears almost fall down to her palms. She just saw a teology theory “Mysterium Tremendum” . Nali saw at the constellation of stars, feeling that God was not just a mirage . And one thing she learnt, if you are formed a pair with someone, no matter how far your life takes you away, you will meet him or her by destiny.

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