Engraved Ink

Engraved Ink
Happy News



Aisyah's clumsy hand was busy fiddling with the laptop until the sound of the phone disperse its concentration.


The phone was accompanied by a beautiful smile.


"Hello, assalamualaikum Aqila." Aisyah fixed her sitting position.


"Vaalaikumsalam. Aisyah, am I bothering you?" aqila's voice came from across the phone.


Aisyah shakes. "No, you're not bothering me at all."


"Well, oh yeah I just wanted to ask you if you're going to college tomorrow?"


A moment Aisyah seemed to think but after remembering she still needed to go to the library to add a reference book made Aisyah immediately nod.


"Yes, I still want to go to the library tomorrow. There's still a book I want to look for."


"Thank God then. We'll meet in the cafeteria tomorrow, okay? There's something important I want to talk to you about."


"Yes, definitely." Aisyah nodded with a fluffy smile.


"Then I hang up the phone first. Assalamualaikum." after answering the greeting, Aisyah put her phone back on the nightstand.


But his mind was not calm, considering that Aqila who tomorrow wanted to convey something that had no idea what news it was.


"Actually, Aqila wanted to tell me about what, huh? To the extent that he doesn't want to deliver it over the phone?"


Aisyah wondered even more because just this time, Aqila was not like this made Aisyah feel strange about the peculiarity of Aqila.


...


The day changed again. This afternoon Aisyah was ready to meet her two best friends. Not wanting to wait any longer Aisyah immediately passed leaving the house.


Aisyah did not ask for permission from Amira's mother because Amira's mother was going to the market to buy some fabric materials.


After traveling, Aisyah finally arrived at the campus cafeteria.


His smile was engraved beautifully when he saw his two best friends were already sitting in an ordinary place.


Aqila and Anisa appeared to be waving their hands. After sitting down, Aisyah stared at the bowl of meatballs that were already in front of her.


"That's for you, eat." said Aqila who seemed to know the meaning of Aisha's gaze.


"Come, are you healthy?" anisa's innocent question escaped from her mouth making Aisyah pause her meal.


"I'm sorry, it's just that today I haven't eaten at all" Aisyah replied as she was.


Aqila who knows the habits of Aisyah who likes breakfast before going to campus immediately improved her sitting position.


"Where is Amira's mother?" Anisa asked again.


"Since this morning, I've been out of the house to go to the market so I haven't had time to eat breakfast." Aisha continued her food.


Another case of Aqila and Anisa who had nodded their heads to hear Aisyah's explanation.


Not long after Aisyah finished eating, her gaze looked at Aqila. He just remembered Aqila's last word on the phone.


"Oh yes, Qil. What do you want to say?" Aisyah rubbed her mouth with tissue.


Aqila who knew the meaning of Aisyah's words immediately grabbed her bag and issued an invitation that made Aisyah even more wondering.


"Aisha, this invitation is for you. On Sunday I want to marry the man my parents chose" Aqila said.


There was no wind, no storm, Aqila suddenly said that.


Aisyah who never knew of Aqila who was close to a man spontaneously glared with a shocked face.


"Aqila's not kidding?" not believing Aqila's words, Aisyah chose to look at Anisa as if asking for an answer.


Because Aqila often toying with Aisyah makes Aisyah a little doubt about the wedding invitation that is already in her own hands.


Anisa who was not good at lying instantly nodded her head and it managed to make Aisyah believe.


Opening the invitation and reading every piece of the invitation then grabbing Aqila's hand accompanied by a beautiful smile.


"Sure, Qil. I will definitely come." said Aisyah but looks from her eyes, a small circle of clear wanted to plunge make Aqila return Aisyah's hand.


"Came on, you're crying? Are you having a problem?" Aisha answered him with a headband. "Why are you crying?"


Before answering, Aisyah sighed. Trying to neutralize the content of the feeling he felt.


"I don't cry out of sadness. But I cried because I was touched to hear my best friend choose to go to the halal level and I am very proud of you."