3 Love

Chapters. 11 Meetings

I can't wait for 3 p.m. I wanted to meet Ustadz Furqan and make sure there was no anger on his face, no more of his indifferent face to me. Like I saw last time. That really hurts.

Before 3 o'clock I was already in the cafeteria, on the grounds of helping Ukhti Anis.

Exactly at 3 o'clock, Ustadz Furqan came by motorcycle. He wears a black jacket and black peci.

He opened his jacket, and went into the canteen.

I stood up and looked at him. She smiles.

"Thank God, he's not angry with me anymore. " My inner.

" dn ... Here's your binder book done. "he handed me my binder book. And he sat on the bench.

I followed up and picked up my binder book, and sat down next to it.

" Ustadz healthy? " i was confused to start the conversation.

" Healthy, you're Zahra? " Task her back.

" Good, Tadz. " My answer is short.

" This is a gift for you. "he gave me a package of market snacks.

" Thank you, "say me with a smile.

" I was busy going to college and preparing my sister. Si Rafi will attend Junior High School here, "lit by Ustad Furqan.

" Oh yeah. Let me introduce you to Zahra. "

He also nodded. And holding my hand.

I didn't complain about Ustadz Mulkan's behavior teasing me and vilifying him. Fear there is a fight.

When he grabbed my hand, I saw the back of his hand hurt.

" His hand is a wound. " I was just fishing, but I also knew what the consequences would be.

" Oh this ... When yes. There was a raid in the boys' dormitory. Just a little scratch. " So he took off his grip.

I stood up and took the betadine and the salonpas.

I treated the wound, I blew it and I put the wound cover on the wound.

" Wish it heals quickly. " I looked into his eyes.

" Thank you, "he said slowly.

Suddenly we heard heavy footsteps.

Ustadz Furqan stood up. And get away from me.

I just sat on the bench. It turned out that the heavy move was Abuya.

" Zahra, how's your health? It was quiet, "asked Abuya to pay attention to my situation.

" Alhamdulillah is well Abuya. " I'm with a smile.

" Out of the wartel, huh Zahra? " Abuya went into the canteen.

" Relig Abuya." I am still sitting.

" i, Anise. Say the same Ustadzah Maimunah later to the house of Abuya. There was a call from his parents to Abuya's house. Say so. ! " the order of Abuya to Ukhti Anis.

"Oiya Ustadz Furqan, How are you doing? " greet Abuya to Ustadz Furqan.

" Alhamdulillah well Abuya, Pray Abuya I again submission the title of the thesis." said Ustadz Furqan.

" Mm ... Yes ... Yes, Furqan bagua. Buya always prayed. Yes, I did, Zahra. Say the same to his friends. Tonight was a bit short of time to learn his book, "Light of Abuya to Ustadz Furqan and me.

" Unggih Abuya, "I said nervously.

He smiled and walked out of the canteen.

After that, Ustadz Furqan said goodbye to me, and coincided with Mba Lili into the canteen. They looked and passed. As if I didn't know each other.

They broke up in silence. I thought, Mba Lili's sharp eyes were watching me. I also came in with souvenirs from Ustad Furqan and binder books.

I can't wait to open and read, whatever I wrote in my binder book.

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We gathered in the hall of Abuya's house. We study very carefully.1 hour we study.

After closing the book, he sent us a message.

" Having a feeling of love is a gift. God gives us pleasure about love. But you are here to study, "his light to us.

I'm having a lot of fun with Linda. And Nuri looked at each other with Risa. While I just bowed.

" Your positions are still students. Yes, I see too. If his love is still a Junior High Child yes a child, can not be taken seriously. Different if the same Ustadz, yes but still prioritize learning first. You are still young, the journey to reach the ideals is still long, Yes already. You can go home" he said with a smile.

Deg, my heart feels smashed by the arrow of Abuya's words.

Dag, Dig, Dug ... Perhaps Abuya knew it all, let alone he called Ustadz. Does he know my relationship with Ustadz Furqan.

When we were about to leave the Hall, Abuya called me.

" Oiya Zahra, Abuya forgot. Yesterday someone called Abuya's house. He said his name was Ridwan a grocery store boy in Pahing Market. You familiar? " ask Abuya.

" You don't know Abuya,! One of Abuya's people" I said in confusion.

" Remain, he clearly mentioned Zahra's name. So Abuya says you're sick, " said Buya.

" Have never known me to the marketer Abuya, "I obviously told Abuya.

"Ohh yeah, maybe it's the wrong guy. " He's smiling. Then he continued by reading the Qur'an.

I walked in confusion behind my friends towards the kitchen that was connected from Abuya's house to the soup kitchen and the kitchen where we ate.

Then suddenly, someone pulled my hand quickly.

I was interested and went into a room. Like warehouse. I'm aghast.

" Aakh." and my mouth was closed by hand. Male hand.

" Sstttttt .... " One hand closes and one hand with the index finger on her lips tells me to be quiet.

After I looked . It turned out that he was Firdaus, the son of Abuya. Mas Hanif's Sister.

" Why are you? " I asked with a surprised face.

" This I lent a phone to you Za, I've registered my number, I've filled the credit. You just reply to my message, "She said while handing Siemens mobile phone in my hand.

After that I went out. And I put that phone in my pocket.

" Za, where have you been? " ask Nuri who is looking for me.

" Ooh, I went to the toilet. " I'm original, say,

After that I saw Firdaus come out and lean against the wall with his smile. And while giving her hand code to the ear that I should pick up her phone or text her.

What's the matter of this Abuya boy, let alone him giving me mobile facilities.

" Zahra, let's go back to the dorm. Linda fight. "

I was shocked to hear Linda fighting again. With who? My mind wonders. Linda is a person who never wanted to fight, only this time I heard her fight since I first knew her, Nuri and I rushed to run to the Dormitory.

Not yet entered the dormitory. Sounds like women cursing at each other, me and nuri increasingly rushed into the dormitory.

And it turns out that Linda was having a fight with Mba Lisda.

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