48 Full-moons (Eng Ver)

Taken from here

Four years means 48 full-moons, a waiting with uncertain ending. I only try to convince myself that it is something worth waiting for. Perhaps Allah has a big secret in this process. It could be a long war against our own desire. And after those times, maybe we’ll meet each other somewhere. Could be in this world or in the Hereafter. Where ever that is, may we always under Allah’s blessing, ” (between Indonesia and Dubay)

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 My phone's alarm rang again. It's been three times I swiped the arrow sign in my phone screen, which means it's been snoozed for another 10 minutes. 3.30am, and now I really have to wake up or I'll be late for night prayer. Get ahead of myself and prepare for an audience with The Almighty.

"Morning honey,"

A message from him in WhatsApp. 4 hours of time difference between Indonesia and Dubay makes our world turns upside down. When I have to wake up, and he said good morning means, I need to reply with a 'have a nice dream'.

"Ok now I will go to sleep, be carefully honey"

He texted again.

” Have a nice dreams bee, ”

I replied shortly, and get ready for my Subuh prayer. 

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Like any other drama in the world of fantasy, that's what my friends' say about my relation with Abhi, a Pakistanese guy who now resides in Dubay. 

It began with a mix-matching app I installed from an international muslim community, that followed by regular chat on WhatsApp. Even now, both of us can't make sure what kind of relationship we are in.

I tell my friends that it's as if I'm talking with a spirit when I'm chatting with Abhi. Even though it may sound a bit harsh if he knows about it, or maybe he will get mad and say the same thing about me, lol. 

But at least for now I know that there's someone out there who care for me, even though it's just in the virtual world. Thanks to the distance, time difference and some sort of language barriers, I'm saved from worried of things that might occur when man and woman stays just the two of them in real world. Nevertheless, we still have to remember Allah during our chat sessions.

It's not lies that I'm afraid of in this kind of relationship, but to stay in the right path against the devilish temptatin to go wrong. I pray to Allah to protect us from being ashtray.

 As time goes by, our story goes like Bee and Honey. With number 4 that keeps being a riddle to us. Like the riddle of every full moon that come and go, until it perfectly counts as 48 full-moons. I wonder where Bee and Honey be at the end of the 48th moons. Do we still there? Or one of us has kick the bucket and waiting in front of Allah's door of heaven?