Assalamu'Alaikum, Yes Habibi Qolbi (REVISION)

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Zahra was ready with her uniform and bag on her back, she exited her room and went down to the dining table for breakfast. This morning after the dawn prayer, as usual he helped in the kitchen to cook. Unlike the usual morning, this morning Mother did not see in the kitchen even until the cooking event with Bi Inah was completed.

Dad was really busy taking care of the preparation of their move to Japan, until the hours to leave and go home were uncertain. Because of his busyness, Dad asked Mang Ujang to take the pick up because he was worried about the physical condition that was completely drained, and was worried that it would be dangerous if he forced to drive himself.

Initially Zahra steady will not return to school considering one more week he had to move to Japan, plus no one can take or pick him to school because of the busy father and Mang Ujang, plus no one can take him to school, he was also not allowed to leave alone after the incident the other day.

The initial intention of not leaving was ultimately failed because last night Hafiz called him even offered to take him and pick him up to school. Zahra smiled as she recalled last night's incident.

"Astaghfirullahal...

O Allah strengthen the hearts of the servants and do not let the hearts of the servants waver. It is You who possess and master my love, not others. And save my love for him who is entitled to have until the time comes." - Zahra

Zahra seemed to think with an uncomfortable heart until confusion came to her.

"Do I cancel the intention of Hafiz who wants to pick me up? But at this hour, he must be on the road. If it is not cancelled.. " Zahra paused his murmur.

Zahra thought back and imagined herself being piggybacked by Hafiz with the man's black CBR motor. The chances are small not to touch.

"Astaghfirullahal 'adzim, O Allah, forgive Zahra."

"Dear, are you going to school today?" asked Mommy while patting Zahra's shoulder, making her daydream scatter.

"E-eh. i-iya Bun," Zahra replied slightly stuttering.

"But Dad just returned home at 3, sorry if this morning did not send you."

"Not to be delivered, Bun."

"Now that. Ummm.. Mother just deliver yes use an online taxi."

"No need to Bun. This morning God willing, Zahra's friend will pick me up."

"Yemen? The latitude?"

"Not Latitude, but.."

Vibration on Zahra's phone stopped the girl's explanation. One WhatsApp message came into his phone.

"Gee, I'm in front of your house."

a short message Zahra received from Hafiz.

Zahra who had finished the fried rice also grabbed a glass of water and drank it immediately. After the toilet, Zahra also grabbed and kissed the back of Mother Mia's hand.

"Zahra left first, Bun, Zahra's friend is waiting in front. Assalamu 'alaikum," said Zahra who still leaves the question of the Mother.

"Wa 'alaikumus salam,"

Mother Mia who was still overwhelmed with curiosity immediately went out to follow her daughter and stood in the doorway to see who the friend her daughter meant.

Zahra stood glued to see Hafiz and the motorcycle he was driving.

"M-motor's k-you..?" zahra stammered a little at the red Jupiter MX King motor that Hafiz was carrying.

"Yes? Oh.. This is Abi's bike, why? don't like me to take this bike?" hafiz replied who was somewhat confused by Zahra's attitude.

Though the intention to bring this bike he had been thinking about since last night after deciding the video call. He was sure if he went with his motorcycle Zahra would definitely feel uncomfortable when he hugged him because most likely the girl's body must be stuck to his back not to mention if they would accidentally touch.

"No, Fiz. This is precisely better," Zahra smiled knotfully with her head lowered.

"Thank God that this is better."

"Oh yes, Zah. This is wearing the helmet first," Hafiz ordered while handing the helmet to Zahra who was still down.

Zahra receives the helmet Hafiz gave her. He also wore it but the activity of his hands stopped when both hands held a hook to lock.

"Hafiz, I'm sorry. This is how?" zahra asked slowly, there was a sense of shame that perched but how else because this was the first time.

Hafiz smiled looking at Zahra's puzzled expression. He also took one step forward right in front of Zahra, very close to making the hearts of both pounding.

"May I help you?" asked Hafiz carefully who was immediately nodding softly by Zahra.

"Zah, I'm sorry to raise his head a little bit" said Hafiz, who had been holding a helmet-mounted strap that Zahra was wearing.

Zahra raised her head so that Hafiz could lock the hook. And without them realizing, their eyes had been staring at each other for a few seconds.

"Astaghfirullahal 'adzim" they said along with Zahra who reflexively stepped back while Hafiz removed the hook he held.

The rapid heartbeat is felt by both.

"Well.. Can you see me?"

"Eh?"

"Let me teach you to use the helmet I'm wearing, you can see this rope, right?"

Zahra raised her head again but her eyes this time focused on the helmet strap Hafiz was wearing while mimicking it. After everything was finished, Hafiz got on his bike first.

"Let's go up," said Hafiz who was sitting in the motorcycle seat.

"Hafiz, don't be so tight. Frankly, this is the first time Zahra has been riding a motorcycle."

"Yes, Zah. Take it easy, God willing I'm not speeding. Oh yes, you can hold onto my bag," said Hafiz, who was deliberately wearing a bag on his back, can be said as a barrier for the two to not touch each other.

"Yes, thank you."

"We're on the road now. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim."

The motor was traveling at a speed that was splitting the streets that already looked crowded. The journey to school takes about 15 minutes and during that time no words were spoken from the lips of both. They look cool with their thoughts and focus until the motorbike they ride finally arrives and enters the crowded parking area.

Hafiz also parked the motor parallel to other motors. There were many pairs of eyes pointing at him shortly after he parked the motorbike in the parking area. Not without reason, the article this morning he came while piggybacking on a girl. Yes, that girl is Zahra. A beautiful girl who has always been the dream of every boy in her school.

Hafiz got off his bike after the first Zahra went down.

"Hafiz, how do I open the hook?" asked Zahra innocently while pointing at her helmet.

Hafiz smiled seeing how innocent this girl in front of him was.

"I'm helping, huh, Zah?"

Zahra nodded slowly. Hafiz stood very close in front of Zahra. This time he did not teach the way as before, because the helmet he used had been removed.

"Can you look up a little?" pinta Hafiz who was soon followed by the girl.

Zahra raised her head while her eyes were directed elsewhere. His heart was already beating unbecoming of Hafiz who was standing very close to him which was why his two eyes did not dare to point directly at the man's face. In addition to sin, of course, he was afraid that his feelings would become more turbulent.

Hafiz's hands were on the helmet straps that Zahra was wearing. Seen from his face, Hafiz looked nervous with a face that had started to heat up. He tried to neutralize his heartbeat that did not sound because of it.

Many pairs of eyes that saw this moment felt envious and baper, and it was clearly imprinted on their faces. How not, the two top school students who have made a scene throughout the school because of the issue of closeness of the two, this morning clearly seen departing together. Especially after seeing firsthand Hafiz's treatment of Zahra who looked romantic when removing the helmet attached to the girl's head. So Sweet.that's the word pinned on the two of them by those who saw.

Seeing her and Hafiz being the center of attention made Zahra's face appear flushed with embarrassment.

"Thank you, Hafiz. Um. I went first to her class not nice to see kids,"

zahra said without waiting for Hafiz's answer.

He ran away from Hafiz to his classroom. While Hafiz was still silently staring at the back of the girl getting away. Before stepping after Zahra, Hafiz had circulated his gaze and found that the children were still watching him.

"Zahra must be embarrassed," Hafiz's inner self, smiling faintly, stepped into the classroom.

Glacier..

Suddenly a burly hand reached for his shoulder, a hand that belonged to none other than his best friend, Kemal.

"It seems, the process of ta'aruf with him goes well," said Kemal teasingly but instead reply to a big smile by Hafiz while elbowing in the man's stomach.

"Pray, Mal. May be a match," said Hafiz returned the temptation from Kemal.

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"Zahra," called Lintang half-screaming as she saw her friend on the doorstep of the classroom, stepping in.

"Assalamu'alaikum everyone," Zahra greeted his friends who were shocked by his arrival.

"Wa-wa 'alaikumus salam," they replied simultaneously still with a surprised look at the arrival of Zahra who had not been to school for three days.

"Kok you didn't say you wanted to go to school?" tanya Lintang who only returned a smile by Zahra.

"Why can you change your mind? he said yesterday that he would not enter again" continued Lintang.

Zahra only looked at her best friend as she slowly exhaled.

"I'm sorry for my attitude yesterday Lin" said Zahra as she stroked Lintang's arm.

"It's okay, Ra. It's common to be questioned by you mah. But why not tell me you want to go to school, we can be together. I'm so scared, yesterday's events happen again if you're alone."

"No need to be afraid anymore, Lin. Kan now there is Hafiz who is always ready to accompany," cut Kemal who just entered with Hafiz.

Hafiz who did not want to make Zahra more embarrassed again elbowed Kemal's stomach and passed through them to his desk, while Kemal actually leaned his body on the table opposite the table Zahra and Lintang.

"Auuww. sick tofu, Fiz. From that moment you molested my stomach" complained Kemal who was not responded by Hafiz.

"What do you mean, Mal?" ask Prisil who does not understand.

"Yes what else. I mean, you don't have to worry about Zahra, but now there's Hafiz who will always look after her."

Kemal's words made Zahra embarrassed by the strange looks of his friends.

"Oh, so this is what Hafiz meant yesterday to ask me for your phone number. So gini, once contacted Hafiz directly nurut even though three days in a row I persuaded not to work," said Lintang while pursing his lips.

"Says Bagas' father and Mang Ujang are busy, can not deliver. You are also not allowed to go alone with Mother. Why did this get here?" add Lintang.

"Who are you sending, Ra?" sela Prisil's.

"...."

"Zahra leaves with Hafiz. Already, do not need to frown," explained Kemal as usual with a seductive tone while poking Lintang chin.

The latitude glared sharply at him. Not yet he threw his frustration at Kemal, the bell rang followed by Bu Andin who had stepped in and stopped their conversation.

* * * * *

Three days Hafiz had picked up and dropped off Zahra at school. And this afternoon at exactly half-four, Hafiz drove Zahra home after marching band practice.

"Thank you again, sorry to bother you."

"Yes together. No trouble, Zah. Yes it's in, I go home now yes," said Hafiz who began to change my word with me.

"Yes, be careful on the road"

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumus salam"

Zahra entered his house after Hafiz drove his motorcycle. Hearing the greetings from her daughter, Mother Mia also answered the greetings while stopping her activities in the kitchen to welcome her daughter's arrival.

"Home home, baby. Where's hafiz? not invited in first?"

"It's dong, Bun. Hafiz continued to go home, it was already afternoon after all not nice to see people. Yeah, Bun, Zahra went to the room first and took a shower."

"Yes, but later when it's finished coming down, yes, there's something you want to talk about."

"Yes" Zahra replied as she stepped up the stairs to her room on the second floor.

30 Minutes Zahra spent cleaning up and now sits sweetly at the dinner table enjoying the food her mother had prepared. Actually he wanted to refuse food because it was not the time but he did not feel good to his mother, especially this afternoon he did not have time to eat at school.

"Have you finished eating? can you talk about something now?" asked Mother Mia who answered a nod by Zahra.

"Previous Mother wants to ask first with you. Four more days will we leave for Japan, but um if there is one reason, whatever it is that can definitely make you stay here, will you choose to stay here or join Mother and Father to Japan?"

"If you have to choose, Zahra honestly wants to stay here but of course with the permission and blessing of both Mother and Father because that's what matters to Zahra now."

"What is the reason that you will continue to accept?"

"Yes, God willing, Zahra accepted the origin of Mother and Father allows."

"Alhamdulillah if you are steady. This answer of yours makes Father and Mother steady in making this decision."

Mother Mia smiled at Zahra, she was sure of the decision they took for her good and happiness later.

"Honey, this is how it was this afternoon there was a man who came with good intentions to preach you. Seeing the seriousness and sincerity of his heart Father and Mother received his sermon for you. Maybe with a man who is halal for you is able to dismiss the concerns of Father and Mother. And with him taking care of you, you do not need to follow Daddy and Mommy to Japan as you wish to stay here.

And Ehmm. because the departure of Father and Mother to Japan is four days away so insyaallah the marriage contract or ijab qobul will be implemented before that. But before, Mommy wants to ask, there is no dowry that you want to be filled with your prospective priests later?"

Zahra was silent permeating every word that came out from her Mother's lips, something was slightly jolting in her heart. Should he be sad or happy right now? his eyes had begun to glaze over when he looked into the eyes of the Mother.

"The khitbah? Married?" lirih Zahra repeated the words that came out of the lips of the Mother.

"But Zahra is still in school, Mother. How did Zahra get married? even Zahra herself was not ready and able to carry out her duties as a wife?" zahra Protest.

"Darling, don't worry about that. We can hide your status for a while. Moreover, your future husband says that he will also take care of your honor as a woman and safeguard your future in terms of your current education.

Zahra is still in school so she won't sue you to fulfill your obligations as a wife to her in the meantime. Enough of him to be beside you, guarding and guiding you to attain His pleasure, fighting together to reach His heaven."

"Mother.. "

"Mother and Dad are happy. It's lucky you love God sent it for you."

Zahra sighed then threw it away instantly. Mother's words were able to make Zahra's heart stuck. He did not have the courage to hurt his happy mother. The whining and rejecting that will come out was back restrained. Who is the man God sent for him? that made Father and Mother happy and let her daughter get married early.

"Now say the same Mother, what dowry does Zahra ask of your future husband? Because he asked Dad and Mommy that."

Zahra nodded weakly.

"Zahra will not ask for any incriminating dowry. Zahra will accept whatever she gives Zahra. But there are two things Zahra asks of her, Bun."

"Say, honey, what's your request?"

"Zahra wants the agreement to be carried out after dawn prayers tomorrow. And Zahra wants him to be the priest in the morning prayer with the letter of Ar Rahman and Surah Al Kahfi as the recitation of surah in his prayer" said Zahra.

"Mother will deliver it, God willing she is able to fulfill your request."

"If Zahra goes to the room first, Bun. Already going in maghrib time."

"Zahra doesn't want to know who is the man who will be Zahra's priest?"

Zahra was silent for a moment then shook her head slowly.

"Later Bun, when the time comes. Zahra does not want to despise the mind of kareba thinking about it," Zahra refused.

The tears that he had sustained finally shed right after he stepped away from the mother.

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