Anila For Anala

CHAPTER 38 - FEBY

"Febys? Who's Feby?" anila asked astonished as Maliq mentioned the name.

"Take a meal sahur, yuk," asked Maliq as he saw the clock in his hand showing three o'clock in the morning.

Anila agrees by tailing Maliq. The woman followed where Maliq was heading, an angkringan rice stall not far from the mosque. The two chose the seat of Lesehan in order to have a more intimate conversation.

"Since you got married, I've been close to women several times. It is not all of me that precedes. You know me, right?" Maliq begins his story.

Yeah, indeed. Maliq is not the type of man who likes to chase women. He tends to be passive and not approachable. If it succeeds close, based on experience, women will give up because of their stiffness. Not as handsome as it looks. Only Anila and Hauna can perform as they are.

Anila nodded in affirmation of Maliq's statement. "Continue?" tanyanya asked Maliq to continue the story.

"I've been slapped by women" he continued.

"You're rude to him?" Anila's eyes rounded to hear the statement of the man who was a beige PDL shirt with buttons that were opened entirely, thus showing the plain white shirt as **********.

Anila was actually not serious about her words. He knew Maliq was a polite man. The woman just wanted to tease the gondrong man beside her.

"Because of you" answered Maliq to Anila's surprise.

"Cock?"

"Without me knowing when I'm with women. Whoever it is, that I'm talking about .. you."

Anila knitted her brows in disbelief. How can a man date a woman but discuss another woman, himself.

"Yes, without me knowing. I always compare them to you. I'm totally unconscious. When they do something, I always comment, if Anila she is not that, she will be like this. And that's often. In response, some gave up. And lastly, I got slapped. He slaps her with a cry and says that she's not Anila." Maliq told stories while remembering every incident.

"Of some women, only Feby survives. Feby is stubborn. But it was her stubbornness that made her insist on waiting for my feelings to change, and no longer mention your name. It's been a year since we were close, and we …." Maliq looked at Anila, trying to look at what Anila felt. Angry, angry, or disappointed? But the woman who each wore black pashmina randomly, so that her hair out from the front and back was still fluttering with the view that Maliq could not understand.

"...we plan to get married." I heard Anila's breath. Apparently from earlier he held his breath while waiting for the continuation of Maliq's sentence.

"Truly I guess." Anila was not angry, nor was she fiery but the reaction alarmed Maliq. "OK, continues?" As much as Anila's energy held back the disappointment that rumbled urgent to be expelled, but realized she was not a person who had the right to rule the life of Maliq.

"Ta–but I'm .. I've told you about Mom. I said that .. I want you," explained Maliq.

Anila closed her eyes. Imagine the disappointment that Ibu–parents Maliq–feel. Disappointed his son ended the relationship with his candidate, only for the sake of someone with the status of a widow, which he would bear if it was true later there would be a separation.

Anila herself was confused instead of playing. On the other hand he wants to stay in the beauty of mutual taste, of reciprocity, not just of his own taste. However, on the other hand his relationship with Maliq not only incised the wounds of the people on his side, but on the side of Maliq as well.

"We sahur aja first, yes," take Anila as calm as possible while preparing rice and side dishes for Maliq. He just needs more time to think about all this.

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Anila's nanar gaze at the surrounding movements that did not attract her attention at all. Is it possible that he could destroy someone else's dream? Or indeed this time he had to be a little selfish to get the happiness he wanted?

Feby's? What's he like? Does he deserve disappointment? Ah, no matter how bad Feby is, she still has no fault in Anila so she has to give up happiness for the sake of her future husband's past woman.

"Well, Anila will explain further. Please, An?" Mr. Rohidin let Anila take over the presentation area.

"Thank you, Mr. Rohidin," greeted Anila by forcing her flat smile.

"An, trouble don't take to the office. This time I was disappointed with you. All you did was read the data, not analyze it. Show me that I did not choose the wrong person," said Mr. Rohidin after the room only left Anila and himself. Without waiting for a response, the middle-aged man stood up from his seat and left Anila alone.

After pondering for a while, the woman went upstairs. Intend to meet superiors who have been disappointed because of their incompetence.

"Excuse me, Sir. If you let me take annual leave at once, sir," Anila's permission. Anila's annual leave is still a lot. Even in the last five years, he gave up his cut ration for being scorched because it was never used.

"Well, anyway, so, An. Don't be too hard on yourself," said Mr. Rohidin before signing an autograph on Anila's leave application.

"Thank you, sir. If my father or friends need my help, I am ready 24 hours. I can help you virtually."

"Udah, leave, yes, leave," said Mr. Rohidin while patting Anila's shoulder slowly. "Take your time" he continued as Anila closed the door, and was met with a smile of gratitude at the man who was considered like a father.

Actually Anila has no plan, what will be done during the holidays. Go home or go back to Bandung, the same. Both goals require careful mental preparation.

The woman who still wears full-length work clothes was greasing herself on the sofa of her apartment's living room. Tired of his mind. That's exactly what Ustadz Rahmat said. Like a glass in shaken water, that's how it is now. It turned out that all this time he had only been circling around without finding a solution, instead overflowing was not noisy.

Anila felt she was too arrogant to rely on herself alone without involving the Author of destiny.

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"Let us examine the Quran Surat An Nur verse 26 which has the meaning, 'Vile women are for vile men, and vile men are for vile women (after all), and good women are for good men and good men are for good women'. According to my Muslim brothers and sisters what does this verse mean?" open Ustaz Rahmat when starting the study after tarawih.

"Brother, have you ever realized? Why are we brought together and brought closer to people who are.the cool term, anyway, a frequency with us." The roar of laughter sounded so ustaz Grace used the term of the present.

"We who like to eat, will meet people who like culinary. We who perform the same artist, will join his fan club who both idolize the artist. Those of us who like to go up the mountain will join the community of nature lovers. Why?" ask Ustaz Rahmat to create a two-way study atmosphere, and not monotonous.

"Because, it turns out that humans are magnets for other humans. When we do good, we automatically attract good people around us. And the reverse." Ustaz Rahmat's eyes swept across the audience.

"So, when we meet an unpleasant person, do not immediately hate him, yes. Look inside of us first, lest we be as unpleasant as others." Ustaz Rahmat drew the conclusion at the end of his proselytization. Lectures that do not blame others, but rather self-introspect speech.

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Completed the study, Anila immersed herself on her alphabet, dwelling inside the mosque, lingering with activities that were only about her and her creator. Make fun, both, and find peace.

Approaching Sahur, Anila leaves the mosque. With the veil neatly covered, the woman's eyes caught the figure she so desired, Maliq.

The man was endlessly staring at Anila without blinking. She smiled meaningfully, and Anila knew very well what that smile meant. "Yuk," he asked without discussing the appearance of women who have now closed all the auratnya, although not in accordance with sharia. But that's already big progress.

"Mal," call Anila softly. The gondrong man again smashed his net with Anila's black bead.

"Yes, An," he replied no less gently.

"How's feby?" ask Anila carefully.

Maliq took a deep breath. His eyes dimmed. There was dislike emanating from within. "For a long time, I couldn't stand his stubbornness. He's trying to change me. I feel like, if it's him, I'm not me. He always wanted me to be someone else. For me to like this, can't it, must be gini. I'm tired, An, of having to go along with all her wishes."

Both are silent. It dissolved in each other's minds, before Anila revealed her heart. "Maliq, you're a good man. Feby is good too. Go back to her."

...***...

...***It's not easy to let go of someone we once wanted. Moreover, that person also had the same desire....

... Together, two***....