A DEEP WOUND

Battered

[Assalamu'alaikum's chat. How did anti get the flowers?]

One message came in from ustaz Aris when I opened my phone. What Salsa said was true. That bouquet of roses I received was from ustaz Aris.

[If anti there is time. We'll have a break, we'll have lunch. Ana wait in front]

One more incoming message from ustaz Aris. I didn't know how he could take me out to lunch again. Crazy fuckin' right!

 

Whether he still has a mind or not. He dared to take me out for lunch. What I have in mind, if his wife finds out. What will happen to me again.

Without me having to dizzy with my head. I'll get a message from him.

 

[Wa'alaikumsalam, Ustaz. Earlier Ana thanked him for his flowers and cupcakes this morning. And for lunch sorry, ana can't.]

 

I hope he understands and understands. That what he did was very wrong. Amit-amit if I were to be called a male wrestler later.

 

After replying to the message, I put my phone again into my skirt pocket. And go on with my work.

If it continues to serve ustaz Aris. Then all his words will not end.

******

 

One o'clock in the afternoon it's time to take a break. When I picked up my bag, Febi came over.

 

"Manda," said Febi, approaching me.

"Hm."

"That's something to look for" Febi told me. My heart was straight. The Ustaz Aris I remember.

"Who?"

"I don't know" replied Febi again shrugging her shoulders. "Eeeehhhh, just a little while. He's the guy who ... it ..."

"What is that wowok?" I hope it's not Ustaz Aris.

"That's the time we went to the beach. That handsome one. You forgot, " said Febi again scratching his head and frowning at the man who was waiting for me in front.

 

I'm certain. It must be ustaz Aris. Because before he came here he had told us more than daluhul. It turned out that he dared to look for me here as well.

I headed out to meet him after being told by Febi. I feel angry for a long time if sought after.

It looks like the tall man is already standing near his car. I tried to notice who he came to see me with. But, it looks like he's alone.

With a quick step I went out and looked at him with a dislike face. I saw him cynically without even throwing a smile at him. He smiled wide at me. You don't know shame!

"What's it for here? I just stood in front of him.

"You're pushing anti-out" replied Ustaz Aris without burden.

"Couple out?" I scrunched my forehead to see it. "Ustaz what the fuck, anyway?"

"What's anti-what the fuck? ana wants to push anti out. It's lunch time, right. We eat."

"Sorry, Ustaz. Ana cannot. How many times did Anna say. Don't meet ana. Remember that! Antum has a wife. So, don't be weird."

 

I tried to leave without being polite to my teacher. I try to keep my good name so that people think no to me. Cook it I have to accept keep being invited out. While he already had a wife. Put where my face is.

Obviously I don't want to take the risk like I used to. I'm afraid I'll be insulted by his family again.

 

"Ana would not be weird again if anti want to marry ana," ketus ustaz Aris and his voice was quite loud. Die if anyone hears.

 

This is the second time he has asked me to get married. There was no way he would joke around with such a confident voice.

I stopped moving my legs and turned a little without turning back to see the man I once loved.

There's no way I should follow my ego. I tried to step back into my usual stall for lunch.

"Manda ..."

 

This time it was not ustaz Aris who called, but Febi. Febi came up to me and we went to the shop together for lunch.

 

"Manda," said Febi as I chewed the rice in my mouth.

"Hm."

"That handsome man who is looking for you

who the hell is he?"

"Which man?" askaku. Don't let Febi ask this.

"That's what you were looking for. Actually, she's married or what, anyway?" ask Febi again.

 

What should I answer. It seems he heard what Ustaz Aris said earlier. My heart rate instantly weakened. I want to avoid answering Febi's question.

Ustaz Aris really didn't think about it just yet. It felt like scolding her, but what my day. What will happen to me. After he made it like that.

 

"She ..di-di-he .. ud-have been married," I replied burdened.

"Certainly? Why is he asking you to get married?" febi asked furrowing her brows at me. He seemed so curious, especially with the way he looked like that in front of me.

"What do you mean, Feb?"

"Yes, right. He said it was the same with you. If he's married why would he try to get you?"

"Hee ..he was just kidding, don't think about what was said before," I hesitated.

"Huh. Cook he's kidding. He's talking seriously like to you, Da," Febi explained.

 

I tried to keep quiet without answering Febi's question again. And of course continue to eat my nose. The good taste of the rice I ate was gone when Febi asked this it was about ustaz Aris.

I was confused as to what to answer. While Febi was so chatty, she would definitely still be looking for answers to all the questions posed to me.

Looks like Ustaz Aris wants to kill me slowly. How could he ask me to marry you. Absolutely insane!

"My name is abis. I go back first, Feb," I told Febi, who was still eating.

"Lohs. So really behind it. Uh you haven't answered me, Da?" Febi pulled my hand away as she was about to leave.

"What answer?" it's like I don't know what Febi means.

"My question is that."

"Your question doesn't matter, Feb. I told him he was married. And what you were hearing. He's just kidding me."

"Kidding? if he keeps joking you leave that person alone. He's gonna take you to eat what I just heard. But it was you who dodged, continues ..."

"Continue what? Go, Feb. Don't be too concerned about people's business. It's not good if you're like that" I'm sorry for the dislike.

All I thought about was being able to leave in front of Febi. And now I have to be ready\-ready again with all the curious Febi. Because he started asking me this. I'll tell ustaz Aris if he made it in the first round to set me up. Maybe, on the second patrol. He'll announce if he wants to marry me again.

Na'uzubillah that. I hope it doesn't. I'm a woman, if married to ustaz Aris it will definitely hurt the ustazah of Nisa. And I don't want anything like that to happen.